to be a failure always, as far as the representative character goes.
It's invariably the case. Look at the first numbers of all the things
you've seen started. They're experimental, almost amateurish, and
necessarily so, not only because the men that are making them up are
comparatively inexperienced like ourselves, but because the material sent
them to deal with is more or less consciously tentative. People send
their adventurous things to a new periodical because the whole thing is
an adventure. I've noticed that quality in all the volunteer
contributions; it's in the articles that have been done to order even.
No; I've about made up my mind that if we can get one good striking paper
into the first number that will take people's minds off the others, we
shall be doing all we can possible hope for. I should like," March
added, less seriously, "to make up three numbers ahead, and publish the
third one first."

Fulkerson dropped forward and struck his fist on the desk. "It's a
first-rate idea. Why not do it?"

March laughed. "Fulkerson, I don't believe there's any quackish thing
you wouldn't do in this cause. From time to time I'm thoroughly ashamed
of being connected with such a charlatan."

Fulkerson struck his hat sharply backward. "Ah, dad burn it! To give
that thing the right kind of start I'd walk up and down Broadway between
two boards, with the title-page of Every Other Week facsimiled on one and
my name and address on the--"

He jumped to his feet and shouted, "March, I'll do it!"

"What?"