Jarby & Goss, New York; price five dollars,
neatly bound in cloth, one dollar down, and one dollar a month until
paid."

As the editor was about to speak, Eliph' raised his hand.

"I don't want to sell you one!" he exclaimed. "We are members of the
same craft, and I never canvass publishers, except to offer them a
chance to buy this book at a very liberal discount offered by our firm
to the fellow members of the great craft, a discount of forty percent,
bringing the cost of the book, complete in every respect and exactly
like those sold regularly for five dollars, down to the phenomenally
low cost of three dollars. At this price no publisher can afford to be
without a copy, containing, as it does, all the matter usually found
in the most complete and expensive encyclopedias, and much more, all
condensed into one volume for ready reference. It saves times and
money."

T. J. shook his head, not unkindly, but positively, and was about to
turn to his case again, but Eliph' held out his hand.

"I merely mentioned it," he said, with a smile. "I don't want to sell
you one. I supposed you would have learned from the landlord that I was
in town and I only wanted to be sure that you got the item right for the
next paper."

T. J. turned to his galleys and read from the type:

"'One of the visitors to our little burg this week is E. Hewlitt, of New
York, who is stopping at the Kilo House.'"

Eliph' stroked his whiskers and smiled.

"Yes," he said. "Quite correct. H-e-w-l-i-t-t, I presume? A very good
item, and well worded, but it might be more--more extensive."

"We are rather crowded for space this week," said T. J. "Two of our
country correspondents missed the mails last week, and we have a double
dose of it this week."

"Certainly," said Eliph'. "But I was thinking that this book ought to be
mentioned. The advent of a book like Jarby's Encyclopedia of Knowledge
and Compendium of Literature, Science and Art, containing, as it does,
selections from the world's best literature, hints and helps for each
and every day in the year, recipes for the kitchen, the dying words
of all the world's great men, with their lives, et cetery, ought to be
noticed. I was wondering if you would have space to run in a little card
about that book."

T. J. came forward and brushed a heap of exchanges from the only chair
in the office, and motioned to it with his hand. Eliph' laid his book on
the editor's desk, and picked up a copy of last