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The Head of Pasht

The Head of Pasht

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ISBN10: 1150878932
ISBN13: 9781150878930
Publisher: General Books
Pages: 72
Weight: 0.32
Height: 0.15 Width: 7.44 Depth: 9.69
Language: English
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1900. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XII. NUMBER 1523. IHAVE spoken of some slight measure of success which I had obtained in literary work, and of the remuneration, welcome though small, by which I thereby added to my slender income. One of the pleasantest features of this work was the intimacy with half a dozen bright men and women to which it gave rise. One of these friends was the editor of a family magazine of the better sort, called the Home Fireside. It has since been swallowed up by a richer periodical, and its very name is unknown to the present generation of young people. The editor, Matthew Radson, was an exceedingly pleasant fellow; to whom, perhaps, I was the more attracted because he always praised and accepted my humble contributions, and insisted that fame and fortune were within my grasp if I would but abandon my profession and devote my talents (so he was pleased to term them) entirely to literature. Many a pleasant chat I had with Radson by his office grate, and many a queer story he told me of his experiences with cranky contributors. One of these anecdotes was so striking that I begged him to write it out for me, and at the same time lend me the singular manuscript--perhaps the strangest that was ever penned by a sane contributor--which had given rise to our conversation. Radson was too busy to comply fully with my request, but did send me the manuscript, which I shall give in full, together with the editor's own comments, as nearly as I can recollect them or gather them from a subsequent letter or two which passed between us on the subject. On a certain sultry afternoon last August, said Radson, I was sitting in my editorial easy-chair, with a pile of accumulated manuscripts on the desk beside me. The first half-dozen effusions I disposed of in short ...