National Republican. (Washington City (D.C.)) 1872-1888, 1884-08-30
HE MADE II LIVELY.
The AatonishinE Manner In which n
New Reporter Treated "A PIcnic.


New Reporter Treated "A PIcnic.
The now reporter was Yale graduate,
could spout Latin and Greek in any kind
Of meter and had the comic sections Mt
his fingers ends, says tho Brooklyn Eagle.
The toughest propositions of old England
were as tho innocent questions of child
to him, and he regularly went through
course Of algebraic exercises before break
fast. Ho had been intended for the
church, but his surging ambition sought
wider fields, and he expressed his inton-
tion of erecting Lighthouse in tho SEQ Of
literature, by which no would DO re-
memberod for all ages. llo longed TO
graphic in collar-and- elbow style with tho
great questions Of tho day, and doubted
not his ability TO knock out tho knotticst
social problem In one round. Like all
preat minds, however, he had to begin
right at tho bottom of the ladder, but oft
in his peaceful sleep no dreamed Of tho
time when no should have reached tho
highest round, and groaned aloud as tho
thought struck him that thoro no must
remain.
During tho first fow days of his novi-
tiato no took in couple of temperance
meetings and invested strawberry fcsti
walls with q degree of hallowod enjoyment
greater than II had over entered into tho
heart Of man to believe that snch u
wild revel could possess. On Saturday
afternoon he was told to 60 out to Mistlo-
too Park and get up n good half column
report of tho annual sports of tho Sold
Sons of Solomon.
make 1t lively" said tho city editor
"You may trust me-" answered the
budding Thackeray, and making sure
that he had his note book and good sup
ply of pencils he flow down tho stairs
three steps ut time.
About $3.50 tho busy toilers in the odi-
torial rooms were distracted from their
labors for a moment by a sort of idiotic
cackle, which proceeded from no less a
parsonage than tho embryo Journalist. He
gazod benignly but in patronizing man
nor on his associates as no tapped thick
wad of copy which peepod from his breast
pocket. In ono hand he carried his cane
and with the othor he distributed cigars,
of which he seemed to have an endless
supply, to every ono he mot. After max
ing several tacks he bore down on tho city
editor and deposited upon his desk his
bundle of copy with stately mcin.
Jus read that" no said, "nozzin' slow
about that Struck out % m own account.
Old shtyle too monotouous."
AS soon as the city editor had recovered
he commenced to read
"rhe Solid Sons of Solomon held their
annual games at Mistletoe park yesterday
afternoon. The clerk ofthe weather was
In generous mood, and tho quality of
sunshine supplied left nothing to be do
sired. The sparrows and bobolinks
chirped peaus Of joy, and all nature
seemed to BIO reveling In paroxysm OF
delight. A steady stream of sons and
daughters Of Solomon passed through the
gates, sorely taxing the energies of the
ticket sollor, Gus Libby, who keeps O
first class saloon at 1000 Fulton street."
THE blue pencil here came into play.
Passing through tho grounds one wal
struck by tho general good order which
was found everywhere. This was due II
great measure to the watchfulness o
Officer Muldoon, who was on duty. Thii
officer has not been long on the force, bu
no has already established q reputation
which will soon lead him to promotion.
More blue ponol.]
"The sports were Of q most exciting
nature, consisting Of races, &C., and wer,
under tho charge of Billy Field, the veto
. ran athlete, and Joe Morris, who keeps |
cigar store on Myrtle avenue, and WHIT
stands high in the estimation Of the citi
zens of Brooklyn IA n conscientious doalor
and n good fellow"
Here tho city editors hair began 4
stand on end, and the blue pencil dropped
from his grasp. He read on. however,
; "The refreshment booth was n marve
: Of neatness and good taste, and reflect o.
, great credit on the gentleman in char &c
. Mr.. Owen McGann, whose place Of bust
i ness Is at 1903 Myrtle avenue. Owen ha
3 been in tho trade good many years, an
2 is we'll known among tho sportin
! fraternity Of Brooklyn. 1t is general
D conceded that his stock of liquors is un
surpassed In the country, whilo his oil
sour-mash whiskey--"
Q ibid you write all this yoursclf?" sal
the city editor, with dnzed look.
every word" said the new reporter
. rising two inches in height. "Will it ap
/, pear tomorrow
at within the waste basket. 70
; look tired. / am afraid this work Is TO
|, much for you. Take few weeks', fo'
months rest in tho Catskil ills, and don
: come back until we send for you"
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