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THEY do say that up at Columbia University

it until Saturday. I haven 't time to discuss the de 1 students in an American literature course took tails, but you may get them from Mr. Ivy Lee. I'll little interest in the announcement of “ The Scarlet give you a note to him .”

Letter” as prescribed reading. Later the professor

Presently Mr. Doherty found himself in Mr.Lee's added that it was the story of “How Hester Won Her office. Yes, said Mr. Lee, it was quite true. Perhaps

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it would be better if he consulted Mrs. Rockefeller, got the job. checking up on the date of the marriage and such details. Would Mr. Doherty be so good as to call at the Rockefeller town house at six o'clock ? Mr. Doh

erty would.

HE English call it “ swank.” In the Profession, 1 that is, in the outer fringes of the Profession ,

Meantime, many bright young men sprang to action

it passes as “ front.” What name Big Business has

in Mr. Lee's office. Telephones jingled on every

for it is uncertain, but surely it is no simple word of

city desk in town, for if Mr. Doherty wanted a one syllable. The dentist who applied the psychology scoop, Mr. Lee was interested, in this specific moment in seeing that the news was widely disseminated. So , when Mr. Hearst's reporter returned to West Fiftyfourth Street he found many fellows of his craft

of the thing so successfully has not labelled the pro cess, possibly because he is too well satisfied with the results. Perhaps because he deemsit pureGenius, as it may be.

gathered in the great reception room of the Rocke- He is a youngster, this dentist, out of college since out carefully exact statements to representatives of away from the fashionable centers, acquiring a nice

feller mansion. At the appointed hour Mr. Lee gave the Armistice. He was struggling along in an office

every newspaper in the city, and of every news asso ciation. The American 's scoop went glimmering. Mr. Doherty protested. He had had an exclusive tip. He resented having its exclusiveness destroyed.

gloss on his clothes as he sat along waiting for patients who somehow took their molars and bicuspids else where. And how much sharper than a serpent's tooth to a young dentist are friends already equipped with However much Mr. Doherty ranted, Mr. Lee was Carmichael bridges. forever turning the other cheek. One suspects that He became disgusted waiting for something to whichever cheek he turned hemay have had his tongue happen, this young dentist, so he sold his equipment in it.

and his practice, in the order named, for five thousand