Far above rubies (Vol. 2 of 3) : $b A novelRiddell, J. H., Mrs.
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Far above rubies (Vol. 2 of 3) : $b A novel
Riddell, J. H., Mrs.
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“It may seem an easy thing to write a prospectus,” remarked Mr. Black.
“The fellows that do histories, and novels, and newspaper articles, I
dare say imagine there can be no trouble about drawing up an attractive
advertisement; but let one of them try to do it—that is all I say. Why,
a prospectus combines within itself every literary difficulty you could
mention: it has to be got up to suit the tastes of all readers; it must
contain something to tickle the palate of each man and woman who looks
at it. Who is to check history, and say whether it is right or wrong?
but any fool can check statistics. I had a hack once, who used to do
some of this kind of work for me, and he said it was all very fine for
Macaulay and Alison, who could write just what they liked, and were not
compelled to stick to facts, which are such stubborn things there is
sometimes no dressing them up attractively or even decently; but he
declared there was a heap of dry bones flung to us, and we have to
compose out of those promising materials brilliant pictures, exciting
romances, perfect blue-hooks full of sound statistical information. And
what he said was true. Our style must be at once brief and persuasive.
We must be eloquent in order to draw shareholders, and yet mindful that
each word costs money. We must say nothing we are not prepared to
verify. We must be as well up in grammar as in the price of shares. We
must not slander our neighbour, nor unduly exalt ourselves; and yet we
are bound to show that, since the beginning of time, the heart of man
never imagined, and the brain of man never conceived, such a project as
that which we have the honour of submitting to the consideration of the
intelligent and discriminating British public.”
“You should write a pamphlet on the subject,” suggested Arthur,
laughing.
“I wish I could—I wish I dare. It would be a comfort and a satisfaction
to me to tell that same enlightened British public what I think of its
sense. Upon my honour, Dudley, the worse your company is, the easier it
is to write a prospectus about it. If you only want to float a thing,
not to carry it through, why, you can say whatever you please about the
matter, and the more you say the better the shares sell.”
“And why do you not put down whatever you please about the ‘Protector’?”
asked his companion.
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