The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1874-09-24
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teller Of Calayirus," Just now going thc
rounds, recalls an incident which took
place Ia the New Orleans PleaRunc Office
many years ago, when George Washing
ton Reeder presided over the police col,
umns Reeder was very small, not over
+ four feet six inches IN height, singulariy
/ youthful in appearance, and given to a
pompous, overwhelming, elaborate po-
/ liteuess, which, in connection with his
diminutive stature and magnificent ces-
tune, generally reminded one ola beney-
olent but highly diplomatic tomtit,
Apart from bis journalistic pursuits,
Reeder had quite name 10 the theatH-
llne, being dilettante comedian OF con-
siderable merit. Everybody liked him,
laughed kindly at his peeuliariiies, and
respected the brave ehiyalrous spirit
which they bad found to be among his
characteristics.
Il To see Reeder in the editorial room
receiving an irate party, aud particularly
one of the rougher species, was a priyi-
lege 10 be eternally grateful for. Ills
microscopic size, his gorgeous toilet, his
profuse courtesy, aud his grandiloquent
address were simply amusing. Callers
Il with well-defned injuries, but limited in.
tellect, went away In the firm belief that
Reeder thought them the purest, lofliest,
aud most prosecuted of mortals. Enter
ing the Picayune Office with the rooted
. purpose of mangling and crushing the
!, chroniclers OF their complications, they
would retire believing that Reeder was
too angelic for this world and that his
/ references TO them were made only after
q bitter struggle with remorseless duty
and at the expense Of bleeding heart.
lie was perfectly ready to fight, how
ever, whenever the case demanded IT.:
I and thereby hangs a tale.
One day an enormous, rough, fero-
! cions-looking man entered the office aud
j inquired for the editor Much to his
| sorrow, Reeder had to say the editor was
absent. . ... t... ..
/ I'm sorry o. that, said the big man,
+ sitting down and depositing large,
r NANCY carpet.bag near his chair. |
stopped over one day just to see him.
, I'm from Texas you know and saw
/ something about Texas in this morning s
D Picayune that sorter rifles me. was GO
: inu hama hut | thauuhf I ,un,,i1 ltLn IN
see the editor before went, SO as could
: tell the boys what passed. want to see
+ him alone for about five minutes--thats
? all. And here the visitors voice grew
2 plaintive and his fingers played with the
hilt of a Colts revolver which hung in
full view from his belt.
t regret extremely, sir, that the editor
{ happens to be out just now. feel sure
J from the impression you make on me,
0 that he would esteem it a privilege to
y meet you. He would like you to lake TO
Texas his assurances of friendship and
: admiration. Couldn't you, my dear sir,
j, conldn't you call little later?
r Well, yes, | guess will come again,
: long as Pm here tomorrow, anyhow
: You see, it would make things easier
like If was to meet that editor.
4 AT about 0 In the afternoon he return,
ed. Nobody but Reeder happened to be
@ in. .is "
4 So sorry, my dear sir, but the editor
has not yet appeared. Pray be seated
: sir, and permit me to enjoy the accident
!. which has made US acquainted.
4 Now, think this rather a hard case
4 said the brawny Texican, who said he
o was beginning to be impatient. Here's q
r paper that pitches into Texas, and so tc
speak, bullrags the Texans, and when
call TO see about 1t there's no one in
h Where live things are different If q
I paper makes any unpleasant remarks
about gentleman, we always know
q what to do. We just walk around to the
4 office, and the editors there, ready tC
. give 1t to US any way we want it. Bat
I here you have other fashions. You &c
: for Texas like blazes in the morning; and
r when | call-being the only Texan IN
ri town-to chaw up the editor little and
n swap bullets with him in genteel way
4 | can't find my man. | don't like It, i
r paper banlers fellows this sort Of way
q It ought TO have responsible man
Pardon me, says Reeder, stepping
q daintiy into the middle of the room,
r with one hand thrust into his bosom and
p face literally beaming with good ma
) ture. Pardon me, a thousand times.
quite misunderstood you. suppose
n you wanted to see the chief editor only
e If itis responsible man you are seek
: Ing, that's another thing.
!. Certainly. That's all want; a re.
$ sponsible man-somebOdy | can rassc
about this article. That's what I've beeI
2 saying all the time. ......
Behold him. George Washington Reed
q er, at your service, sir. I'm the respon
d sible man of this paper, sir.
The astonished giant looked at Reeder
q aud then At bis pistol, which was nearly
4 as large as Reeder and his face became
A battle ground where surprise, disappoiut
ment, disgust, and amusement struggled
K for predominance Then he stuck th'
pistol back into the case, picked up hiI
!. earpet-bag, and cycling Reedor an ove
- with disparaging regard, biurted ont Ia
exclamation
He'll
y And left. swindled aud injured man
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