2. HELPS FOR YOUNG AUTHORS: “Write only on one side of the paper. Use good cream paper, unruled, seven by ten. Mr. Gilder always writes his sonnets with violet ink. Keep a written record of all manuscripts sent out, etc.” 3. ADVERTISEMENTS. +---------------------------------------------+ | JONES & BROWN, | | WRITERS SUPPLIES, | | VIOLET, RED AND BLACK INKS. | | | | Paper, cream and white, 7×10, and other | | standard sizes. Manuscript records, rulers, | | pens, etc. Send for catalogue. | | Mail Orders Promptly Filled. | +---------------------------------------------+ Wherefore hath Mr. Screed written himself down an ass. Yea, a wild ass. If he values money more than doing what he wants to do, let him sell seven by ten paper, violet ink and manuscript records, and let us have Peace. * * * * * Mr. Sothern makes an announcement. For production next year he has accepted _An Enemy to the King_, and thus tosses into the arena Mr. R. N. Stephens, of Philadelphia, who made the play. Mr. Stephens has a past. Having endured for some years as a dramatic editor the honeyed wheedlings of theatrical advance agents, he crouched for a spring last year while painstaking audiences beheld his dramatic works, _The White Rat_, _The Sidewalks of New York_, _Girl Wanted_ and others, and then he began working out swift and cosmopolitan vengeance as an agent on all the remaining dramatic editors. One afternoon before that, however, Mr. George Marion, the veteran though happy stage director for Messrs. Davis and Keogh, contractors, sat in their Herald Square Factory smoking the most dynamic cigar ever taxed. “What are you doing, George?” piped a voice. “Oh, I’m not very busy,” replied Mr. Marion, apprehensively. “Well, you go over to Pittsburg and tell John Kernell we’ll have a new play ready for him tomorrow;” and turning around, the voice, though twisted, remarked, “Stevens, you write Kernell a play and send it to him tonight. Call it _The Irish Alderman_.” Mr. Stephens has written eighty plays in a single week. His nights he spends with Sherlock Holmes, and in his dreams he converses with the White Robed Mahatmas. His brain food is scrapple, and he draws his strength from Johann Malt’s street car poster. Mr. Sothern’s courage must proceed from the gods. * * * * *