Solved, Page numbers not showing in place

[Daniel]

On 2021-12-01 03:34, Melvin Bolton wrote:
> Thank you to everybody who offered suggestions and tried to help with 
> the problem described below. It steered me towards the ERT that I had 
> placed immediately before the first chapter. What finally did the trick 
> was to repeat the ERT \pagestyle {plain}  in the text, after the last 
> word (as printed in output) of Chapter 1, page 1. After that, the page 
> numbers appeared on every page footer in all 18 chapters, centred in 
> Standard Class, and in the outers when I switched back to Koma.
> 
> Perhaps this simply countered an earlier error of some sort. I don't 
> know but I hope this snippet will prove helpful to others at some point.
> 
> Thank you again
> 
> Melvin

Great that it worked!

Just for completeness, I attach your test document with the changes I 
mentioned earlier.

Best,
Daniel
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ONE 
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Russel Strickland had never known real poverty, and never in the thirty
 years of his adult life had he recognized a clear distinction between work
 and play, he simply took daily life as he found it.
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 hours spent producing money were not otherwise distinguishable from time
 spent serving any other purpose.
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 but he was not deriving any pleasure from it.
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Hunched over the lifeless body, he muttered something to himself, and with
 scarcely a turn of his head, reached for a little sponge and dabbed at
 the blood that was pooling in the abdominal cavity.
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 Wiping his latex-gloved fingers less than thoroughly he then straightened
 up and turned to pick up a camera from a glass-topped table just a few
 steps behind him.
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 shadow throughout the entire room.
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Setting aside the camera, he peered closely at the animal's ovaries, snipping
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 tissue and gently lowered both ovaries together into a shallow bowl of
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 the sound of familiar footsteps in the little hall.
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`Poor old Bess.
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`Not even old.
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She sighed.
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`No, it's OK, Love.
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`Good.
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`You could well be right.
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`Worth a try, I suppose, but only out of interest.
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AND SO ON BUT NO PAGE NUMBERS OUTPUT UNTIL FIRST PAGE OF CHAP 2
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TWO
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Jim Bracewell, Russel's father-in-law, had grown up as poor as the proverbial
 church mouse but back in those days life had been hard for most people,
 and the generation before them had had it even worse.
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g pamphlets, on foot and in all weathers, because he came cheaper than the
 postal service.
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 had left its mark on his psyche.
 People react differently to life's experiences; some might become wasteful
 and extravagant upon escaping from poverty but Jim had remained no less
 careful with his money and he wasted nothing.
 That is not to say he was miserly but he needed to see value for what he
 spent.
 He also preferred a bird in the hand to any number in the bush, and had
 never needed religion to recruit him to the work ethic.
 Jim Bracewell was a man who called a spade a spade but never a shovel of
 any sort because he had always known the difference.
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