Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1886-03-12
CUNNING FOR THE EDITOR.
How Bob Burdette Escaped O'Hoolihan--Th
Story Told nv Him sele


When | was city editor of the Peoria
Transcript there was little item crept into
the paper one day to the effect that MIR.
Michael Hennessy, or OHoolihan, or some
body else had been arrested for playfully
coming home drunk, knocking the trusting
Mrs, lIennessy, or O'Hoolihan, or whoever
she was, down with a coal bucket and then
walking on her person. News was rather
scarce and as the citizen wasn't connected
with the police or fire departments either
Individually or by relationship, and had no
political influence, and there were dollars to
cents that he would get six months for IL,
gave him thunder. pictured the defense
less and frail little woman trembling aud
pleading before the big burly brute who had
promised to love. cherish and protect her
aud all that, and intimated that he ought to
get at least two years for il, and tina. " was a
pity that the laws about hanging were so
stringent in the state II was good item,
and got up earlier thsn usual the next day
to read it. About 10 o'clock that night as /
was alone in the office, the door opened, and
a big rod-headed man, with only one eye,
came in. He didn't have on any coat aud
his flannel shirt was open at the neck, aud
his shirt sleeves were rolled up, showing a
hand and arm that looked like ham.
"' Be you the mon that wrote that he
asked, pulling out the paper, and pointing to
the item.
"' N-no,' said.
"'Well, Oi wont TO foind the mon rs wrote
that article, an called me drunken black
guard an said twas two years in sthates
prison | ought to be gettin', said he, bring
ing his fist down on the desk like a sledge.
"'W-well the man that wrote 1t il ont of
the city, and won't be back tor two years
am only a clerk down stairs
"'Well, where is the eddytor, thiu,' he de-
mauded. An idea struck me. The foreman
of the paper was a powerful, grert big man
standing six feet two or three in his stock ing
feet lie was an ugly irritable fellow when
at work, and suffered badly.
"'Well,' said !, MIR. OHoOlihan | can
show YOU the editor and | led the way up
into the composing room in the third story.
The foreman was just making up the inside
forms, and was behind time. He had a big
mallet in his hand, when pointed him out
to Mr.. HoOlihan. There said |, lis the man
who is responsible for everything that goes
into the paper
mir. OH. walked across to him, and,
with his finger pointing to the offending arti-
Gle, said
"'Phwat in - did ye 60 to putin that
koind of piece in the paper about me for p
The foreman glanced at il an instant,
then looking up said quietly, I-h-how d-did
y-y-vOu c-COme up"
80 came up by the stairs beyant,' replied
Mr.. OHOolihan, thrown of his guard.
"'W-w-ell DIDO y.y-you want 10 go d. down
that w-way, or DIDO y-you want me to throw
you out Of the window, blank you - yelled
the foreman, raising his mallet.
alt took Mr.. O'Hoolihan Just about two
seconds TO size up the state of affairs, and
then ne said We'll, bedaG, Ol think Oill
take the stairs and he did. and that was the
last | saw OF him. You see the Justice had let
him Oh with fine