Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1884-10-04
TK.EV FOUND TEE EDITOR IN.
Lively Experience of the Man with Il
Grievance ana EEis s.Fr:end', who lIs.
vaded New York Newspaper Office.

stout. thick-set man, with iron gray hair,
began firing pistol in 9TH avenue, New York.
barrOom on Sunday morning. and was promis-
eu0usly diseharging the remainder of its con-
tents in the street when three policemen with
great difficulty got the weapon away and
carried its owner to the Jefferson Market
court Here he said he was George Ripley
man ofmeans. The three policemen described
him further in manner prejudicial to his
character Is good citizen. reporter of the
Times made note of the biographical excerpts
and they were published in next days Times
together with the announcement that Ripley
paid so fine out of huge roll of bills.
A black-aad-tan cab ratified up to the Times
Office at $50 o'clock that same afternoon and
Ripley got out and climbed to the editorial
rooms. He wore nice hat, brought along with
him big blackthOrn stick weighing over two
pounds, big chum who weighed somewhere
about two hundred pounds. and marked copy
of the Times. He slapped the latter upon the
desk AT which Henry LOewenthal, the city edi-
tor sat reading. and dropped heavily into
Cane-bOttOmcd clair. His tall and weighty
ehum stood up for two minutes in imposing 81
lence. while fifteen reporters became fully alive
to the physical Importance of the visit
Oats all wrong cried Ripley at length, de-
posting his fOretnger on the newspaper ac-
count. Il amt no thief and no convict and
Yer must take it back what yer stuck in de
paper"
You hear him talking" interpolated the
tail chum in q massive cultural.
" / Will investigate this, gentlemen" replied
the city editor suavely, as he applied his lungs
to the telephone which communicates with the
marble palace of the police In Mulberry street
Ripley spralg TO his feet and pounded the
desk with his blackthorn with great energy
The city editor beheld this with the reserve of a
man Of large resources in the way of messenger
calls and policemen, and merely rang a call
The calls wouldn't work. and the policemen
were all at the other end OF the beat. Mr. B. A.
Finkelstein, reporter of considerable avoirlu-
p0is, arose at this juncture and expostulated in
Greek with Mr.. Ripley upon such a useless
waste OF energy. He mildly suggested that the
new table OF the city editor was not in any way
responsible. and should not be pounded with
out reason.
You are a cur" exclaimed Mr. Ripley. lyon
hear him!' added the tall and weighty chum.
admiringly. The fist of Mr. Finkelstein found
its way into Ar. Ripley's left eye with rescund-
ing emphasis aud bis hat and backthOrn walk
Ing stick became aoating parts Of the surround
ing scenery. Ar. w. F.. Simmons played O
Dutch roll With marked success upon the mas
slye features OF the imposing chum, and while
Mr. Miller the editOr-n-ch;ef and Mr.. John c.
Reid viewed the passing show from q convenient
editorial pOrtlcO with evidences OF intense ap-
prevail. Mr. Ripley and his imposing but ineftec-
tual heelei' were swept out of the building Mr.
Ripley paused on the sidewalk and counted
thirteen distinct bruises OF his face and head
His large associate subsequently returned with
one eye closed. and begged for the return of
he would 10 this" he said apolOgetically. Il
wouldn't brung him" Don't mention it,
exclaimed fifteen reporters. Wed be pleased
to see YOU again at aTy time"