The Portland daily press., 1880-11-10
A Candid Journalist.
Who Gave Himself Away to Save q
Friend.
San Frapcisco Post.


Judge Jugg, editor and proprietor Of the
Pentalumna Peavine, was engaged on an able
and dignifed leader, earnestly appealing to
his subscribers to come in and pay up, when
the door opened and old Captain Junkers, OF
the Honolulu sugar-trade, walked in, accom-
panied by young Junkers, who had just left
college.
"Take a seat" said Jugg, waving his pen.
with you in minute. just writing hole
through Hancock. Tearin' him wide open"
"Indeed?" said the old captain, wiping his
forehead, while the son looked arounI the
sanctum with awe.
eyes" said the editor, scowling ferociously
over the 10 st line. "Now what can l do for
you? Don't come in for deadhead circus
passes, hope? Most all the rich men in town
do"
NO" explained the captain. Bobby here
has just done schooling, and it's time for him
to adopt some profession. ! kinder thought I'd
like him to be an editor"
"Great Scott!" said the moulder of public
opinion, with a start.
'Yes-you see Bobby took the first prize for
eompostion-so 1 thought I'd drop in and get
your ideas on the subject"
''You don't mean to seriously say that you
intend to make an editor of your son in cold
blood, when he can do something else If he
likes?"
EXACTLY. I have always had great idea
of your profession, Mr.. Jugg. I consider it a
noble mission to mould public opinion, and to
watch over the liberties of a great people"
do, eh?"
Eyes; for illustration, in yesterdays paper
you speak of that horrible outrage perpetrated
by the Democratic party in the South the 9TH
er day. 1t is indeed grand privilege to be
able to expose and put down such crimes
against humanity
Eyes, that was pretty good campaign skit,
that Took me two hours to work that up"
You don't mean to say that the facts never
really occurred?'
"Why of course not. That was a political
item-don't you understand? They-ahem-
they talk about working me into the post office
after the election, and the Peavine has got to
hump itself during this canvass, as you may
suppose"
The captain looked as though his faith in
the palladium of his liberties was somewhat
staggered. but after pause, he said:
81 wanted to tell you, Mr.. Jugg, how much
L admired the splendid editorial of yours ex-
posing the frauds and extortion of the gas
company. 1t must be pleasant thought that
you alone stand between the public and such
plunderers."
80, hang the public!" said the scissors WELD
er, with wink. II just wanted to bring the
company TO time. This morning they sent me
my gas bill recelpted for year ahead"
'I-really-er-I had no idea." reioined the
old sea dog much disturbed. 81 am glad to see
by your last issue that Briggs is such brave
man. Briggs is a neighbor Of mine, and / must
say that his action in stopping that runaway
horse the other day, gives me better opinion
him."
''Yes, guess Briggs was little astonished
when he read that. But it worked like a
charm. This morning he brought me in
half column advertisement for his new plan
ing mill"
"What, you don't mean to say"
But do, though. Briggs stop runaway
hOrga2 Whv he wOuldn't shOO a OOOsa ont of
garden"
Captain Junkers heaved sigh of disap-
pointment.
did they ever catch the man who muir
dered those two women over at Minkville last
week?" he asked to change the subject.
Murder? Oh. yes; remember. Well, the
fact is, there wasn't any murder Local news
was dull, that day, so 1 worked up little sem
sation.'
"Great heavens!" said the captain. "Then
suppose, on the same principle, that old wild
ow Skinderson didn't get married up to the
Gulch the other night?"
"Oh, yes; the widow did get married safe
enough, but the groom wasn't worth five mill
lions, as we have stated, by a long shot In
fact, he hasn't got cent in the wotld, but it
kinder tickled the family and the lady herselJ
came in and bought fifty copies"
You astonish me very much, Mr.. Jugg,'
said Captain Junkers, preparing to go. l
think, on the whole, I'll make Bobby doc
tor"
DO" said the pencil parer, "and will give
him 5fg puff every time he kills man. "If
you've got time I'd like to read you the proof
of a splendiu defalcation and suicide I'm
working up for next week.
No, thank you; much oblige d."
Eve also an account here of a man who
married two of his own daughters that I'd like
to have your opinion of; lots of humor in it,
too"
''Don't think I've the time" said the cap
tain, putting on his hat hastily.
So, after striking his visitor for subscriD-
ton and promising to give him good person
al item at the first opportunity, the journalist
bowed them out.
Il hate 10 have to tell the truth about pro-
fessional matters" muttered the watchdog of
the community as he sharpened another pen
Gil, "but it was worth the sacrifice to save
fellow being from destruction, suppose
And the kind hearted man set to work on a
racy abduction and divorce episode, exclusive
for the ladies' department.