Every Other Week supplies the long-felt want that's been grinding round in New York and keeping it awake nights ever since the war.

It's the culmination of all the high and ennobling ideals of the past." "How much," asked Dryfoos, "do you expect to get out of it the first year, if it keeps the start it's got ?" "Comes right down to business, every time!" said Fulkerson, referring the characteristic to March with a delighted glance.

"Well, sir, if everything works right, and we get rain enough to fill up the springs, and it isn't a grasshopper year, I expect to clear above all expenses something in the neighborhood of twenty-five thousand dollars." "Humph! And you are all going to work a year--editor, manager, publisher, artists, writers, printers, and the rest of 'em--to clear twenty-five thousand dollars ?--I made that much in half a day in Moffitt once.

I see it made in half a minute in Wall Street, sometimes." The old man presented this aspect of the case with a good-natured contempt, which included Fulkerson and his enthusiasm in an obvious liking.
His son suggested, "But when we make that money here, no one loses it." "Can you prove that ?" His father turned sharply upon him.

"Whatever is won is lost.