NEW YORK LETTER
New York, Aug. 20. Tlje wide
sale of David Graham Phillips'
novels would have led the aver
age observer to believe, before
Phillips' death, that" he must be a
very rich man. His output was
prolific, and few writers haye
produced fiction that wa$ more
talked about than his.
Yet, when the appraisal of his
estate was filed, a few days ago,
the total assets were placed at a
litte less than $48,000, consisting
almost entirely of royalty rights
in novels and short stories.
The amount Of royalty that
"The Grain of Dust" has yielded
since the author's death, and wilj
yield, is estimated at $12,544.
"The Price She Paid." is. figured
at 7,000, "The Conflict" at $5,
583. "George Helm" $5,000, "The
Hungry Heart" $4,509, and so on
down to "Old Wives for New"
$69.9Q and "Light-Fingered Gen
A publisher's statement 'filed
with the appraisal gave a clew to
the reason why Phillips left sq
little, despite his hard work and
l)is apparent success. The state
ment said that the sale of much
he wrote was very short-lived.
For instance, the royalties on
"Light-Fingered Gentry" wag
$2,125 during the first six months
of its sale; $11.25 on the next six
months. "White Magic" brought
royalties of $5,300 in the first six
months and $136 the second six.
The traveling man who told
thiy story says he will make oath
that it-actually happened, right in
Stamford, , Cbnn.i where he was
sitting in front of his hotel,. Wait
ing for train time
A ypupg chap and his best girl
drove along the street in a top
buggy, all dolled up for a merry
afternpon. There was a popcorn
stand in front of the hotel.
"My,' don't that corn smell
good 1' cried the'young lady,
rtIt sure does' replied the Con
necticut youth. 'Til drive up
closer, and we can Smell it bet
ter'' ' "
A man'sthair, it is . "estimated,
turn's grey five years earlier than
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