The Western advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1872-1874, 1874-08-22

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considerable merit. Everybody liked
him, laughed kindly at his little peculiar
tiles, and respected the brave and chiv-
alrous spirit which they had found to
he among his characteristics.
To see Reeder in the editorial room,
receiving an irate party, and particularly
lege to be eternally grateful for. His
profuse courtesy, and his grandiloquent
address were simply amusing. Callers
with well-defned injuries, but limited
intellect, went away in the firm convic-
ton that Reeder thought them the
purest, lofticst, and most prosecuted of
| mortals. Entering the PScayune Office
with the most rooted purpose of man.
Cling and bruising the chroniclcrs of their
complications, they would retire bclicv-
ing that Reeder was too angelic for this
world, and that his references to them
| were only made after bitter struggle
with remorseless duty and at the eX-
pensc of bleeding heart.
He was perfectly ready to fight, how
ever, whenever the case demanded it :;
and thereby hangs tale.
One day an enormous, rough, fcrocious-
looking man entered the office and in
quircd for the cditCr Much to his sor-
row, Rccdcr had to say that the editor was
absent.
"pm sorry O. that" said the big man,
sitting down and dcpositing large,
NANCY carpct-bag near his chair. II
stopped over one day just to see him.
I'm from Texas, you know, and I saw
something about Texas in this morning.
l'lc0y1tne that sortcr rilcs me. l was
going home, but thought I'd like to see
that editor before | went, so as l could
tell the boys what passed. Iwant to see
| him alone for about two minutes-that' s
all" And here the visitors voice grew
plaintive and his fingers played with
the hilt of q Colts army revolver which
hung in full view from his belt.
| Il regret extremely, sir, that the editor
happens to DC out just now. feel sure,
from the impression you make on me,
that he would esteem it Il privilege to
meet you. He would like YOU to take
back to Texas his assurances Of friend
ship and admiration. Couldn't you, my
dear sir, coullvt you call little latcr?''
"Wcll, / guess 1 will come again, long
as I'm here till tomorrow, anyhow. You
see, it would make things easier like if l
was to meet that editor"
About six in the afternoon he re.
turned. Nobody but Kceder happened
to be in.
$50 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"
Nov, l think this rather a hard case, /"
said the brawny Texan, who said he was
beginning to be impatient "Hcrc's
a paper that pitches into Texas, and, SO
to speak, bullrags the Texans, and when
| call to sec about it there's no one in.
Where live things are different. If a
paper makes any unpleasant remarks
about gentleman we always know what
to do. We just walk around to the office,
and the editors there, ready to give it to
us any way we want it. But here YOU
have other fashions. You go for Texas
like blazes in the morning; and when I
call-being the only Texan in the town
to chaw up the editor little and swap
bullets with him in genteel way, I
can't find my man. don't like it. If a
paper bantcrs fellows this sort of way it
ought to have responsible NAH"
Pardon me-" says Rccder, stepping
daintily into the middle Of the room,
with one hand thrust into his bosom and
face literally beaming with good na-
ture. pardon me, a thousand times. I
quite misunderstood you. I supposed
you wanted to see the chief editor only.
If it is a responsible man you're seeking,
that's another thing"
Certainly. That's all I want; re-
sponsible man-somebody I can rasscl
about this article. That's what I've been
saying all the time"
"Bchold him! George Washington
Recder, at your service, sir. Tn the re-
sponsible man of this paper, sir"
The astonished giant looked at Reed
er, and then at his pistol, which was
nearly as large as Reeder, and his face
became battle ground where surprise,
disappointment, disgust and amusement
struggled for predominance. Then he
stuck the pistol back into the case,
picked up his carpct-bag, and, eying
Rccdcr all over with disparaging regard,
blurtcd out one short, profane cxpletive,
and then left, sWindled and an injured
man.-New Orleans Picayune.