St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-12-25
AReporter,s Christmas Eve.

1t was CHRISTMAS eve owing TO the WIDE
open policy of the weather the snow did
not fall ''noiselessly, covering the earth with
a mantle of white;" neither did the wind
ing of the sea-" But it was night all the
same, and it was about the hour at which the
policemen are wont to leave their beats and
gather at the dining-rooms of the hotels to
eat their midnight lunch.
Mr.. SnifkIns," called out the city editor
to the reporter who was engaged in trying to
scrape the mud off his boots with silk UNI
brela which some one had carelessly left in
the room. Mr.. Snipkins, have you handed
in your report of that meeting in South Min
neapoliS?"
Yes, sir
H ave you written up the Christmas tree
of the East side mission?"
Yes, sir
Did you look up that reported suicide in
North Minneapolis?'
Went out there-nothing in it,
Ibid you get the Prohibition clubs meeting
1t Aid. Lawrence's?'
Just acme from there on the last motor"
Did you figure out estimate of how
many joints there are in the sewer pipes laid
this fall?''
Yes, sir
"well, you amt got anything to do tonight
but to get up couple of columns of social
for Sunday. l guess I'll have you go out to
Mr.. c. B. Tasey's, No. 50,7T9 South Tenth
street, and see what he thinks about the bill
before congress to suspend the coinage of
the standard silver dollars. If the street
cars hadn't stopped running I'd give you q
ticket. but you'll have TO walk, for the
counting room won't stand hack. Better
not let him know your re reporter until you
get him up. Hurry back, for 1 want to add
the interview to dispatch from Washington"
About an hour of Christmas eve has
The reporter, by the aid of a policeman and
the night clerk in a drug store. has at last
located the residence of Mr.. Tasey, the
well-known banker. A lively tattoo on the
highly-polished front door, beaten by the
reporters hickory club, accompanied by an
energetic performance on the bell, finally
brings the colored servant to the door.
you'll have to wake him up said the re-
porter in answer to the repeated assertion.
that Mr.. Tasey can't be seen tonight. !"
Tell him I'm from the office and it's highly
important
Whose Office. his?'-but here the reporter
Is attacked by desperate fit of coughing
which threatens to wake I'D the entire
neighborhood, and the colored man saws
Come in and I'll See.''
In few minutes the reporter is climbing
up the carpeted stairs to the bankers room
The great man is sitting up in bed with a
startled expression on his face, which is eff
fectively set off by halo of disordered hair
and whiskers, 'has the bank been robbed. or
is it q fire?'' he gasps.
NO pleasantly, returns the reporter
az N from the Morning SNOWFALL, Mr.. Brown,
the city editor. would like to know what you
think of the silver coinage bill"
"Great Caesar is this what I'm walked up at
l O'Clock fori Has man got to lose night s
sleep to crafty the insane curiosity of some
blankety-bank dude of city editor? Do
you mean to say that you've got the gall to
come in here and ask me such a question
Then you refuse to be Interviewer
''Refusei You get out of here. Holy
smoke, where's my revolver. Here, John.
put this man out. Kick him out! Throw him
outI''
Merry Xmas!'' sweetly answered the re-
porter.
''Fn merry Christmas you. III murder you
if 1 can get my hands on you. ZIP
But the emiSSary from the Morning Snow
ball had quietly closed the door. and tripped
bythely down the stairs, and slid past the
colored man with a Good night, John; wish
you a merry Christmas, John; see you later,
john
The next day the Morning SNOWFALL had IN
der its dispatch from Washington four lines
OF nonpareil which read:
Mr.. Tasey. the banker, was interviewed last
evening as to his opinion of the bill, but de
clined to commit himself until he has had an
opportunity to look into the matter further.
Holiday Hexameter.
tn lie mistletoe hung on the city hall and tele-