The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1881-02-03

\ VI the Ice, Ice, Ice,
OF the ice, ice, ice, ice,
Ice, ice, ice!
Oh, the ice-cream! oh, the cobbler! oh, the ice!
Archibald Forbes.
Miss Kate Field gives a sketchy
account of Archibald Forbes, the
celebrated war correspondent. While
struggling for living in London the
idea came to him that he was cut out
for war correspondent and secured an
engagement with the Morning Adver-
tiser, of London. But when Paris was
environed by the enemy the paper
dismissed him, for the odd reason that
it had correspondent inside of the
city about to be besieged. AS he was
the first non-c ombatant to ride about
| the city before it was invested, he was
the sole possessor of information about
the French war plans. On his return
| to London he resolved to sell his knoWl-
edge. AS the Times had no use for it,
Forbes stood in Fleet street sstossing
up as to whether it should be the
Daily News, Standard or Telegraph:
The News won. He was told to write
three columns. On returning to
state that the subject was not yet ex-
hausted, the editor replied:
"Write on, then, until it is. Well
take as much as you like Of this kind of
copy" Forbes wrote six columns and
| arranged for another article to appear
the day after, but when he presented
his second manuscript the manager
said;
81 don't think we want it,
The tone greatly irritated the al
ready jaundiced Forbes, who politely
requested Mr.. Robinson s'to go to the
DEVIL and then proceeded to go else
! where himself. Chasing the CORES
pondent up the street the manager
finally overlook and calmed him by the
magic announcement: ---.....
Il want you to go to Metz tonight
for u.s.
1t was four o'clock in the afternoon.
Forbes left three hours later. This
was his first engagement upon a jour
nal, with which he has been connected
ever since.
During the siege Forbes wrote let
tiers in full, which were sent to an agent
on the frontier, who telegraphed them
to London. This feat created great
surprise among the Germans, who
knew that Forbes had permission from
the Crown Prince to telegraph any
short message from the Offices within
his army. One day Forbes telegram
appeared dated at place where there
was no telegraph office. It was re-
ported to Prince George, of Saxony' s
staff, by a jealous correspondent.
"Why," he replied jestingly, II have
my own private wire. and shall tele-
graph from here directly
| Knowing that orders had been given
at Prince Georges Office to receive no
telegram that night from him, Forbes
quietly wrote a letter to his frontier
agent and put it in the post. The next
day it was telegraphed to London, and
copies of the Daily News were sent to
Prince George with Mr. Forbes com.
| pliments.
Forbes accompanied the German
troops into Paris. Leaving the Ger.
man Gordon and enteringithat part of
the town still in French hands, he was
assailed by the mob as German spy
| A fight ensued, in which Forbes
clothes were torn off. "Let us drown
him!' shouted the mob, who threw
him on the ground and proceeded to
drag him over the stone poets. Res.
cued by a National Guard picket, the
supposed spy was taken. to police
station, and brought before Magis.
trate whose sisterLspoke English, and
who testified her belief in Forbes
representations. On being released
Forbes borrowed apparel from the
brother Of his benefactor, who accom-.
panied him to his hotel. "How can
repay you for all that you have done
| for met asked the correspondent
"More easily than you think, replied
the Frenchwoman. ''My brother anG
I are literally starving. He has re
ceived no salary for six months, and,
as gentlefolk, we can not stand in the
quene with the populace to receive
aims. Doubtless you know persons
connected with the distribution oil
| England's gift. Any food will be g
| godsend. AS one Of the English al.
moners happened to be staying al
Forbes hotel a hamper was dispatched
to the Frenchwoman, who went away
sobbing like child. The same night
Forbes started for England, and wrote
his account Of the entrance into Paris
before he had washed the bloodstains
| from his head and hands. This account
appeared in a special edition of the
Daily News, and the next morning Mr.
Robinson found his correspondent
asleep on the floor with the London
| Directory for pillow.
A Condensed Dime Novel.
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