The Golden Road | Page 4

the Daily Enterprise has gone to the dogs--all the
news it prints is that some old woman has put a shawl on her head and
gone across the road to have tea with another old woman. I guess we
could do better than that. You needn't think, Sara Stanley, that nobody
but you can do anything."
"I think it would be great fun," said Peter decidedly. "My Aunt Jane
helped edit a paper when she was at Queen's Academy, and she said it
was very amusing and helped her a great deal."
The Story Girl could hide her delight only by dropping her eyes and
frowning.
"Bev wants to be editor," she said, "and I don't see how he can, with no
experience. Anyhow, it would be a lot of trouble."
"Some people are so afraid of a little bother," retorted Felicity.
"I think it would be nice," said Cecily timidly, "and none of us have
any experience of being editors, any more than Bev, so that wouldn't
matter."
"Will it be printed?" asked Dan.
"Oh, no," I said. "We can't have it printed. We'll just have to write it

out--we can buy foolscap from the teacher."
"I don't think it will be much of a newspaper if it isn't printed," said
Dan scornfully.
"It doesn't matter very much what YOU think," said Felicity.
"Thank you," retorted Dan.
"Of course," said the Story Girl hastily, not wishing to have Dan turned
against our project, "if all the rest of you want it I'll go in for it too. I
daresay it would be real good fun, now that I come to think of it. And
we'll keep the copies, and when we become famous they'll be quite
valuable."
"I wonder if any of us ever will be famous," said Felix.
"The Story Girl will be," I said.
"I don't see how she can be," said Felicity skeptically. "Why, she's just
one of us."
"Well, it's decided, then, that we're to have a newspaper," I resumed
briskly. "The next thing is to choose a name for it. That's a very
important thing."
"How often are you going to publish it?" asked Felix.
"Once a month."
"I thought newspapers came out every day, or every week at least," said
Dan.
"We couldn't have one every week," I explained. "It would be too much
work."
"Well, that's an argument," admitted Dan. "The less work you can get
along with the better, in my opinion. No, Felicity, you needn't say it. I
know exactly what you want to say, so save your breath to cool your

porridge. I agree with you that I never work if I can find anything else
to do."
"'Remember it is harder still To have no work to do,"'
quoted Cecily reprovingly.
"I don't believe THAT," rejoined Dan. "I'm like the Irishman who said
he wished the man who begun work had stayed and finished it."
"Well, is it decided that Bev is to be editor?" asked Felix.
"Of course it is," Felicity answered for everybody.
"Then," said Felix, "I move that the name be The King Monthly
Magazine."
"That sounds fine," said Peter, hitching his chair a little nearer
Felicity's.
"But," said Cecily timidly, "that will leave out Peter and the Story Girl
and Sara Ray, just as if they didn't have a share in it. I don't think that
would be fair."
"You name it then, Cecily," I suggested.
"Oh!" Cecily threw a deprecating glance at the Story Girl and Felicity.
Then, meeting the contempt in the latter's gaze, she raised her head
with unusual spirit.
"I think it would be nice just to call it Our Magazine," she said. "Then
we'd all feel as if we had a share in it."
"Our Magazine it will be, then," I said. "And as for having a share in it,
you bet we'll all have a share in it. If I'm to be editor you'll all have to
be sub-editors, and have charge of a department."
"Oh, I couldn't," protested Cecily.

"You must," I said inexorably. "'England expects everyone to do his
duty.' That's our motto--only we'll put Prince Edward Island in place of
England. There must be no shirking. Now, what departments will we
have? We must make it as much like a real newspaper as we can."
"Well, we ought to have an etiquette department, then," said Felicity.
"The Family Guide has one."
"Of course we'll have one," I said, "and Dan will edit it."
"Dan!" exclaimed Felicity, who had fondly expected to be asked to edit
it herself.
"I can run an etiquette column as well as that idiot in the Family Guide,
anyhow," said Dan defiantly. "But you can't have an etiquette
department unless questions are asked. What am I to do if nobody asks
any?"
"You must