England -- Social life and customs -- 20th century -- Fiction; English fiction -- 20th century; Journalists -- Fiction
It was not him, but a sturdy and sweet-faced young man with an article
on the Irrelevance of the Churches to the World’s Moral Needs. The
editors, always positive, never negative, altered the title to the Case
for Secularism. It was to be set next to an article by a Church
Socialist on Christianity the Only Remedy. The sweet-faced young man
objected to this, but was over-ruled. In the middle of the discussion
came the factory owner, and Eddy was left alone to deal with him. After
that as many of the contributors as found it convenient met at lunch at
the Town’s End Tavern, as they generally did on Fridays, to discuss the
next week’s work.
This was at the end of January, when _Unity_ had been running for two
months. The first two months of a weekly paper may be significant, but
are not conclusive. The third month is more so. Mr. Wilfred Denison, who
published _Unity_, found the third month conclusive enough for him. He
said so. At the Town’s End on a foggy Friday towards the end of
February, Arnold and Eddy announced at lunch that _Unity_ was going to
stop. No one was surprised. Most of these people were journalists, and
used to these catastrophic births and deaths, so radiant or so sad, and
often so abrupt. It is better when they are abrupt. Some die a long and
lingering death, with many recuperations, artificial galvanisations,
desperate recoveries, and relapses. The end is the same in either case;
better that it should come quickly. It was an expected moment in this
case, even to the day, for the contract with the contributors had been
that the paper should run on its preliminary trial trip for three
months, and then consider its position.
Arnold, speaking for the publishers, announced the result of the
consideration.
“It’s no good. We’ve got to stop. We’re not increasing. In fact, we’re
dwindling. Now that people’s first interest in a new thing is over, they
don’t buy us enough to pay our way.”
“The advertisements are waning, certainly,” said someone. “They’re
nearly all books and author’s agencies and fountain pens now. That’s a
bad sign.”
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