Mr. P. B. Kyrie Tells How he Works on Holidays Without Excuse to Leave off A tireless human dynamo running at full speed was the impression made by Mr. Peten B. Kyrie upon a representative of the "North-China Daily News" who saw him on Wednesday at the Astor House, where he is stopping while the str. Presidents Monroe was in port, "Don't call it a holiday," he said. "My holiday hasn't begun yet. Since I left San Francisco I've wri ten 10 syndicate articles running to about 18,000 words, done a lot of work on'my new novel, written two short stories, played mahjongg and walked the deck about seven hours a day. Iwrote a short story yester day. Probably I'l get up at six morrow morning and write an tide before breakfast. I've got to do it. Everything contracted for long ahead. T managed to get three months ahead on my syndicate stut and now T've got to stay that far in the lead. Got to, It's a horrible sensation to have the publisher begin to bring out a novel serially when you've only completed thre quarters of it, T used to be afraid to cross the street lest a taxi would get me before I'd finished that story. that was running along. I won't Jet, them do it now.
"But one can't got out of one's obligations. I can't let my pubbs ers down any more than I can give stock ranch in Califo that's costing me a pretty penny to maintain. T began to count up the number of people it employed when I was thinking of selling it at one time, and I realized I could never turn'them all out of work, Responsibility? Yes, I had a father and mother who were fiercely independent and ever since T was six years old I have felt responsibilities, burdens that almost swamped me at times. don't flatter myself that be= cause the public will read my stuff that I'm remarkable, The public won't Let any man alone who can create what they want. And writing is not the only creative art. The man who can create a well-organized hotel is an artist. But one creates something only to. become slave to it at times, Take Captain Dollar. He began with one stem schooner, and now he has a system of steamers that circle the world with their octopus tentacles, must find food for this monster which he has created. So we bind, ourselves upon the wheel and can never get off."
'"T suppose I shouldn't want to rep out of writing for admitted Mr. Kyrie. should hate to take the chance of my public's forgetting me.
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