Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-09-15

the little ones, to say nothing of sending
them to school. His wife was blind, hav-
ing lost her sight from the effects of over
work with her needle at night without
sufficient light, so that the little ones were
practically orphans. He had long, hard
days work to do. after which he had to cook
enough for the next day, and mend the
chiIdren's clothes while they were in bed.
And yet the company docked him at every
possible point and abused him if he dared
to sit down to drive on dull day.
The conductor told sad story of priva-
tion also. He said he had only one little
girl, but she was cripple. The child had
come one day to bring his dinner to hin, and
on the way had been run over by brewery
wagon loaded with glucose beer and fat
driver. The conductor heard her scream
and ran to her in time to snatch her out
from under the hind wheels, but the other
wheels ran over her and injured her spine
Now he had to leave her at home all day in
charge of his wife's mother, who was
paralyzed on one side and an habitual
drunksrd on the other. Yes, he said, the
company docked him for the time he was
absent, when he ran to save his little girl,
though he only lost one trip. He was not a
complaining man, he said, but some times
it seemed hard.
FOOLED BY HIS FELLOWS.
The reporter made copious notes, and that
night made two columns of the story for the
Sabbath paper. When it appeared all the
papers made fun of him because both the
driver and conductor of that car were re-
porters who were also getting material for
their journals, and when they saw that he
was securing information for publication,
they proceeded at a rapid rate to fill MIN
up, and even as the reporter was listening
to the smooth and fearful tale of the driver
the conductor was thinking up what he also
would tell him.
In the afternoon the editor told him that
he would not do. "You ought to know
better than that" he said. You have
made us a subject Of mirth, for the other
papers have got their stories direct from the
driver and the conductor Of that same car,
and the worst of it is, that they tell all
about how they loaded you up with prop
erty facts and low, coarse falsehoods You
ought to know better than to show your
notebook anyway unless you want to be
done up. Now go and act at once and do
something creditable, or go away and never
come back any more. am sick and tired
of people who have no originality of
thought. Why do you not lead life of
shame, or murder some one, and write 1t up
for us?'
The reporter said he would do the best he
could. He began by taking q drink at
place where you can get cocktail, fresh
egg and bowl of bread and milk, with
music and a shave for ten cents. When we
stop to consider that the cost OF the bread,
milk, egg music, etc., is all taken out of the
quality OF the cocktail we at once arrive at
the conclusion that tine liquor is of an infer
ior quality.
SEEKING A GOOD FIELD.
He drank another and then decided to
gradually work his way over to the Inebri-
ates' home, where he had heard there was
very poor food for the inmates and good
field for newspaper work. He took another
Attorney street cocktail and a breath of air,
and soon let off yell which awoke a police
somnambulist. Goaded to madness by thus
being aroused in the middle of the afternoon,
the policeman hit the reporter sickening
blow on the head and took him to the sta
ton.
On the following day the reporter tried to
write it up. as far as he had gone, but his
head hurt him SO that he gave it up. The
other papers, however, had real good ac-
counts Of the incident, giving his name and
also stating that he was the reporter who