San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1886-07-21
BOB CHERRY'S VIEWS.
He Scores the Society Dude and is the
Friend of the Reporters.

He Scores the Society Dude and is the
Friend of the Reporters.
Newspaper reporters are set Of
dead BEATS" remarked a young society
man the other day, as he pulled on his p
cent cigar. This thing" that claims
the right to be recognized rs a man has
craving desire for notoriety. He be-
longs to social club, and whenever
there is gathering of the club. he is
always the centre figure there; he meets
the reporter with a smile and takes him
under his care; he shows him around, in
PRODUCES him to several OF the members,
and then he HES away TO a neighboring
saloon, where, as he sips his beer, he
watches the reporter making note of
the affair. Next day the young man
with an anxious look in his eyes as
they run up and down the columns Of
the paper, is rewarded, he straighten's
himself and reads the glowing account
of last nights fun and smiles when he
reaches that part where his name is
mentioned as the courteous and genial
manager. He is satisfied; he has been
repaid; his name is in print, and the sue
cess of the affair is given out as due to
his management, and until a like Occa-
sion presents itself the reporter is
to remain a dead beat. Now, dear Edi-
tor, | do not relish the manner in
which he spoke of the profession.
Charging my guns fired on him thusly:
,'See here, Sir, you have thrown an .un-
just charge at the press. You'll find as
many gentlemen there as elsewhere. DO
YOU know, sir, that the very men you
are now abusing have placed you under
obligations to them? Yes, sir, you are
obligated and l will prove it. You read
the papers-of course you do; very well.
What is the state Of your feelings when,
after investing five cents in a copy, you
find no news there to interest you? Do
you ever stop to consider the present
dull times, which have depressing eff
feet on news? No, sir, you. throw your
paper aside and condemn every one
connected with it. You are selfish
enough to imagine that you have been
defrauded out of your investment.
Now, on the other hand, when you pur-
chase the same paper and find 1t full of
news, what do you say? Nothing; why?
because that same selfish feeling pre-
walls you have received what you paid
for and nothing more. Now did 1t ever
occur to you that the life Of q reporter is
by no means a happy one. Rain
or shine he must be out and
going. Going from the time he
leaves the office until he returns.
Sometimes faint and weak from the
effect of the broiling sun. Again with
soaking feet ever and anon rhe umatic
pangs Smoothing through his body, as
he sits at his desk and arranges his
news of the day. His task does not end
here. No, 1t has no end. The reporter
is always engaged; he has no hours. tits
all work with him, from week in and
week out.
Another abuse is the reporter sub
jecIed to--insults in the way of short and
curt replies to his polite inquiries for
news. In this way he is often humili-
ated. He would resent il If he dared,
not from the lack of courage, but his
position prevents 1t. If a reporter
would undertake to resent every blow
at his feeling, he would have no time for
anything else. Now while the knight
of the pencil may be considered an in
truder, we should remember that he is
but performing his duty to his paper and
the public, and that you are greatly
indebted to him for a part Of the knowl-
edge Of the worlds doings."
CHERRY BOB.