Pactolian

The "prosperity" of 1918-28 has been described as a Pactolian flood of gold, flowing down incessantly, securing million dollar gate-receipts to pugilists and royal incomes to movie-queens, apparently unexhaustible, but ending as abruptly as it began.

When "The Pactolian" has paid you for a copy of verses,--(I can furnish you a list of alliterative signatures, beginning with Annie Aureole and ending with Zoe Zenith),--When "The Rag-bag" has stolen your piece, after carefully scratching your name out,--when "The Nutcracker" has thought you worth shelling, and strung the kernel of your cleverest poem,--then, and not till then, you may consider the presumption against you, from the fact of your rhyming tendency, as called in question, and let our friends hear from you, if you think it worthwhile.