`` The stories in it are not half as interesting as those in the Canadian Woman , although it costs so much more . I suppose the editor is prejudiced against any one who is n't a Yankee . Do n't be discouraged , Anne . Remember how Mrs. Morgan 's stories came back . Send yours to the Canadian Woman . '' `` I believe I will , '' said Anne , plucking up heart . `` And if it is published I 'll send that American editor a marked copy . But I 'll cut the sunset out . I believe Mr. Harrison was right . '' Out came the sunset ; but in spite of this heroic mutilation the editor of the Canadian Woman sent Averil 's Atonement back so promptly that the indignant Diana declared that it could n't have been read at all , and vowed she was going to stop her subscription immediately . Anne took this second rejection with the calmness of despair . She locked the story away in the garret trunk where the old Story Club tales reposed ; but first she yielded to Diana 's entreaties and gave her a copy . `` This is the end of my literary ambitions , '' she said bitterly . She never mentioned the matter to Mr. Harrison , but one evening he asked her bluntly if her story had been accepted . `` No , the editor would n't take it , '' she answered briefly . Mr. Harrison looked sidewise at the flushed , delicate profile . `` Well , I suppose you 'll keep on writing them , '' he said encouragingly . `` No , I shall never try to write a story again , '' declared Anne , with the hopeless finality of nineteen when a door is shut in its face . `` I would n't give up altogether , '' said Mr. Harrison reflectively . `` I 'd write a story once in a while , but I would n't pester editors with it .
I 'd write of people and places like I knew , and I 'd make my characters talk everyday English ; and I 'd let the sun rise and set XXXXX the usual quiet way without much fuss over the fact .
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