The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1883-08-10
THEY LE.p a JOLLY LIFE.
some of the DIyersions from Toll Afford
ed Newspaper Men.


"You newspaper mel must have n very
nice time of IT,. said a caller last evening,
who dropped In, or rather had the courage to
climb up three flights of stairs, to see the
brain bareau OF the ISrELLluEScER; "you
seem to be very cheerful, and your work
seems to be light"
"Oh, yes,' said the city editor, smiling-he
smiles fron duty-"we manage TO psss away
the time very pleasantly. When we get tired
of reading tue exchanges we do q little writ
ing for amusement. II time hangs extra
heavy on our nauds we borrow the telegraph
editors shears aud spear rats for an hour or
30. Yes" said the c. e., reflect vely-the
@. @, Is a great r~etsctor-"we indeed lead a
very Jolly life. Want a STIR"
"on. no; Just dropped In to see II you
wouldn't put this personal in-girl OF mint
going away, you know. GIVE her q good send
of, and MUD don't mark out charming
BELLE .leayes 10 the regretof hosts OF friends
oh, no thanks, much obliged TO you; good
night"
The force had hardly reg4iued their reason
when an awful olatter was heard In the hall
below. The caller evidently wasn't used to
walking down Brussels carpsted stairs, and
his feet slipped on the velvaty surface and be
pounded every step with his body in b $ de.
scent and wound up at the bottom, a crushed
but breathing macs. Every eye lit up with
sympathy while every mouth was filled
with laughter. And when he fnally arose
and shook himself, al explosion Of merri.
mept occurred. The man who writes the
specials then sat down and spun out o tale OF
horror about a mar who came In to whip the
editor, was knocked down three flights Of
stairs and killed by the Office boy who met
hun at tue landing with q freshly made ro!'
Ter, and as he finished the dispatch gave a
Satisfied grunt, and mentally exclaimed 30
cents."
Yes; it is truly a jolly life the newspaper
man leads, especially In this vicinity. The
telegraph editor is struggling with a piecs
OF copy, and for this purpose has for the mo
ment forgotten to dream OF bis best gil,
who Is perhaps sitting up With some other
fellow. and concentrated his massive mind
upon the task before him, when with the sud
dennsss OF au earthquake shock or the pop
ola champagne cork the brass band practic=
ing next door breaks loose and assaults his
left ear with swat I'LL the Clouds Roll by"
but as thu night Is clear there Is no Lecesstty
10 wait for that phenomenon. The I. Q.
sinks once more 10 rest, %perchance to work.
But not so. The German singing society Is
unclaimed and his right ear 10 storined with
unintelligible melody, the tenor in his fran:
tic efforts climbing a Step.lsdder 10 catch an
impossible note. Then TO this pandemonium
Is added the vocal efforts OF the Salvation
Army wrestling with "olr Grandfather's
Clock" and the I. e. wonders mentally
whether 1t ever will stop short, never 10 20
again" Then on the corner Il Mendsoant
adds to the agony by playing the Sweet Bye
aud Bye on a wheIz ~ accordion without
lungs. And, oh yes. When all other sounds
have ceased, and quiet seems to be restored
and not o wave ruttl IS the soul, q baby next
door finishes the programme with . number
an hour long. The range OF that baby's voice
is wonderful. 80 Is the patience Of The newt.
paper men. But Notwithstanding they lead
a iolIy life. They do, indeed.