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第1章

In the beginning he was Christopher Bellew.By the time he was at college he had become Chris Bellew.Later, in the Bohemian crowd of San Francisco, he was called Kit Bellew.And in the end he was known by no other name than Smoke Bellew.And this history of the evolution of his name is the history of his evolution.Nor would it have happened had he not had a fond mother and an iron uncle, and had he not received a letter from Gillet Bellamy.

"I have just seen a copy of the Billow," Gillet wrote from Paris."Of course O'Hara will succeed with it.But he's missing some plays." (Here followed details in the improvement of the budding society weekly.) "Go down and see him.Let him think they're your own suggestions.Don't let him know they're from me.If he does, he'll make me Paris correspondent, which I can't afford, because I'm getting real money for my stuff from the big magazines.Above all, don't forget to make him fire that dub who's doing the musical and art criticism.Another thing, San Francisco has always had a literature of her own.But she hasn't any now.Tell him to kick around and get some gink to turn out a live serial, and to put into it the real romance and glamour and colour of San Francisco."And down to the office of the Billow went Kit Bellew faithfully to instruct.O'Hara listened.O'Hara debated.O'Hara agreed.O'Hara fired the dub who wrote criticism.Further, O'Hara had a way with him-- the very way that was feared by Gillet in distant Paris.When O'Hara wanted anything, no friend could deny him.He was sweetly and compellingly irresistible.Before Kit Bellew could escape from the office he had become an associate editor, had agreed to write weekly columns of criticism till some decent pen was found, and had pledged himself to write a weekly instalment of ten thousand words on the San Francisco serial-- and all this without pay.The Billow wasn't paying yet, O'Hara explained;and just as convincingly had he exposited that there was only one man in San Francisco capable of writing the serial, and that man Kit Bellew.

"Oh, Lord, I'm the gink!" Kit had groaned to himself afterwards on the narrow stairway.

And thereat had begun his servitude to O'Hara and the insatiable columns of the Billow.Week after week he held down an office chair, stood off creditors, wrangled with printers, and turned out twenty-five thousand words of all sorts weekly.Nor did his labours lighten.The Billow was ambitious.It went in for illustration.The processes were expensive.It never had any money to pay Kit Bellew, and by the same token it was unable to pay for any additions to the office staff.

"This is what comes of being a good fellow," Kit grumbled one day."Thank God for good fellows then," O'Hara cried, with tears in hiseyes as he gripped Kit's hand."You're all that's saved me, Kit.But for you I'd have gone bust.Just a little longer, old man, and things will be easier.""Never," was Kit's plaint."I see my fate clearly.I shall be here always."A little later he thought he saw his way out.Watching his chance, in O'Hara's presence, he fell over a chair.A few minutes afterwards he bumped into the corner of the desk, and, with fumbling fingers, capsized a paste pot.

"Out late?" O'Hara queried.

Kit brushed his eyes with his hands and peered about him anxiously before replying.

"No, it's not that.It's my eyes.They seem to be going back on me, that's all."For several days he continued to fall over and bump into the office furniture.But O'Hara's heart was not softened.

"I tell you what, Kit," he said one day, "you've got to see an oculist.There's Doctor Hassdapple.He's a crackerjack.And it won't cost you anything.We can get it for advertizing.I'll see him myself."And, true to his word, he dispatched Kit to the oculist.

"There's nothing the matter with your eyes," was the doctor's verdict,after a lengthy examination."In fact, your eyes are magnificent--a pair in a million.""Don't tell O'Hara," Kit pleaded."And give me a pair of black glasses."The result of this was that O'Hara sympathized and talked glowingly of the time when the Billow would be on its feet.

Luckily for Kit Bellew, he had his own income.Small it was, compared with some, yet it was large enough to enable him to belong to several clubs and maintain a studio in the Latin Quarter.In point of fact, since his associate editorship, his expenses had decreased prodigiously.He had no time to spend money.He never saw the studio any more, nor entertained the local Bohemians with his famous chafing-dish suppers.Yet he was always broke, for the Billow, in perennial distress, absorbed his cash as well as his brains.There were the illustrators who periodically refused to illustrate, the printers who periodically refused to print, and the office boy who frequently refused to officiate.At such times O'Hara looked at Kit, and Kit did the rest.

When the steamship Excelsior arrived from Alaska, bringing the news of the Klondike strike that set the country mad, Kit made a purely frivolous proposition.

"Look here, O'Hara," he said."This gold rush is going to be big-- the days of '49 over again.Suppose I cover it for the Billow? I'll pay my own expenses."O'Hara shook his head.

"Can't spare you from the office, Kit.Then there's that serial.Besides, I saw Jackson not an hour ago.He's starting for the Klondike to-morrow, and he's agreed to send a weekly letter and photos.I wouldn't let him get away till he promised.And the beauty of it is, that it doesn't cost us anything."The next Kit heard of the Klondike was when he dropped into the club that afternoon, and, in an alcove off the library, encountered his uncle.

"Hello, avuncular relative," Kit greeted, sliding into a leather chair and spreading out his legs."Won't you join me?"He ordered a cocktail, but the uncle contented himself with the thinnative claret he invariably drank.He glanced with irritated disapproval at the cocktail, and on to his nephew's face.Kit saw a lecture gathering.

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