The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1888-07-12
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What n Well Known Journalist Has ia
Say for the Reporter.
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What Well Known Journalist Has ia
Say for the Reporter.
Reporters, what are theyp
They are the men that hold the mirror
up to nature. They paint the picture
which feasts the public eye. They are
worn to skin and bone in the service of
others. They sharpen their wits, as they
do their pencils, along the line of duty,
whether duty calls them to the front Of
battle, to coal mine depths, to torrid
heats or frigid blasts. Who plunged
through the blizzard's drifts and told the
stories in the daily press? I have upon
my table red covered book, across
which, in startling type, I read ''New
York in the Blizzard" thirty five pages
Of closely printed type selected from the
columns of The New York Sun, embody-
ing most faithful pen portraiture of the
great city's three days snow siege.
Who wrote the story3
Whose dignity was cast aside, while
the heavens opened, and the hail came
down, and the myradic multitudinosities
of freezedom heaped up great mountains,
apparently impossible, mighty enough at
all events to stop the onward plunging of
red hot locomotives, and to laugh to
scorn the futile efforts of mammoth
steam ploughs, to put under bondage
every road the country through, to force
great steamers on the rocks, to throw
down wires, to check industry in every
known channel, to make trade dead and
throw commerce into slavery2
Newspaper pages voluminous in extent
told the story day by day.
Who wrote the story9
A merchant prince is dying; the pub
lie want to know about him. A great
statesman losses on bed of pain; the
public are greatly interested. An en-
peror crowned, with scepter in hand,
nears his first meeting with the king of
kings, and all the world is hushed, anx-
ious to catch his last earthly utterance,
and to see with the eye of understanding
the pageant as it passes. Three hundred
men assemble in hall, charged with the
duty of selecting a presidential standard
bearer. Ten thousand spectators crowd
into the great spaces, gallery, amphithea-
tire, corridoristic, seeing and hearing,
participating to a certain extent in the
ongoings of the deiberative body.
But the nation-how is it to know2
Why, the newspapers tell it.
Certainly, but who writes it9 Who
with quick eye detects Mr.. Jones from
Arkansas, as he rises in his place and
speaks to the ears of listening country2
Who detects an oddity, uniqueism,
popularity? Who, calm and without the
faintest trace Of perturbation, looks upon
the 10000 excited men and women,
shouting, yelling, defying united ele-
ments in their uproar, and notes the
while, as the Geographic click click car
ries the news the land around, every in
cident, SO that the people, reading, are
made as familiar with the scenes of tu-
multi and disorder as though they were
there2
This is the reporters duty.
Millions of people born beyond the sea
live, and move, and conduct their in
dnstries in this land Of the free, retaining,
however, more than umbilical attach
ment with their lmother country. How
eagerly they turn every morning to read
the news from abroad. Charleston
might be burned 100 times, Chicago
might go up in smoke and down in
aame, San Francisco might be swallowed
BY an earthquake and the isles of the sea
forever disappear beneath the ceaseless
tides without causing more than a mo-
mentary exclamation, but let it be known
that Queen Victoria is on her death bed,
et it be understood that an uprising has
aiken place in Ireland, cause it to be pub
ished that the emperor and Bismarck
nave quarreled, tell even that dynasty
las been shaken in China, how eagerly
hey will peruse, how anxiously they
wait for the coming of the next batch
Who tells it?-Joe Howard in New
York Graphic.