The Arizona champion., 1885-07-11
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 iecaying structures; from the secret gatherings of the good and bad, and from any and all sources whatsoever, for the Daily Courier, a paper now defunct. Twelve years have elapsed since the days referred to, and to now pick up the Herald and read the cleo ton of staff officers of the Titusville Citizens Corps, military organiza- tion we helped to organize, was oue of its charter members, and with which we marched on innumerable occasions, and participated in excur- sions to Chautauqua lake, to the Gen. tennial at Philadelphia, to Erie, etc. 1, it brings back to us pleasant memo ries of by-gone years upon which we love to reflect. Who, among the comrads of long ago, will ever forget our camp at Chautauqua lake, where two successive seasons we pitched our tents and enjoyed the pleasant sur, roundings? The trips to Jamestown, aud the many letters we wrote daily to the Courier, telling just what the boys were doing. (Oh, yesl we told it allD How much we would like to see the cid files of the Courier. Then the trip to the Centennial, when we camped on St. Georges hill. The grand Pennsylvania day, when the Corps marched in company front b. fore Gov. Hartranit, the proudest crowd of soldiers that wore uniforms that day. We notice the names of many of the comrads of that time among the list of commissioned and non commissioned officers in the Her aid we have received to-day. The Corps still stands in the front rank of the military of the dear old Key stone state, and we shall ever revere its name.
 In reaecting on these happy days, we cannot refrain from memories Of our newspaper experience in the beau uful city of Titusville. It was the Courier. We loved the paper and its manager, Hon. Nj. N. Allen, although at times we were criticised by "M. N" in manner that cut to the quick; perhaps we deserved it, but our boss was eccentric, and we forgave his faults. Good and true man, whom to-day we respect more than any per son in whose employ we ever engag- ed. The midnight and early morn- ing wanderings in search of the foun- datlon of fresh rumors of murder, theft, arson, and the Lord knows what, with Ponlon, of the Herald, al our heels or standing under the gas light nervous and excited, for fear of being beaten out of an important item; all these things come back to us Tn our reflections to-day. We say it ourself, but we had the reputation as local news gatherer, that few in Titusville have gained since. Hon. W. C. Hummer, our edltor-in chief, where is he3 During the long hours of the night he cheered our weary la- bors with his lively reparte. We can never forget him, and hope he is still on the carpet of action. We remem- Der once disastrous fire at Millers- town. We were called by our em- ployer, MT. Allen, after only an hours sleep from a nights work. The train hurled us along the banks of the Allegheny river to the nearest point by rail. It was dark, and long ride before us by team to get a report to send by telegraph to the morning Courier. Our cotemporary | had a resident reporter, who had been on the ground all day, and had come to the nearest telegraph point with his report, to send over the wires. It was impossible for us to get any farth. sr that right; the Herald had good | report, and we had nothingi Bad for an energetic newspaper nanl We courted the Heralds re- porter for a time! The result was he vent to bed weary! His pages of gleamed before us, which lad already been sent to his paper. like phantum in the dead hour ot he night, we preyed on said manu- cript. The result was the Courier anne out the next morning filled with towering report, and our cotempo- ary waxed warm, for the two reports allied too closely. Bro. Cogswell new we had not time to reach the cene of devastation and make such a eport that nightl The Superintend- nt of telegraph was summoned to 'itusville, the telegraph operator at