Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1890-02-01

General Boynton. and no more accom-
plished gentleman. He is reputed to b
o fighting character, In his correspond
ence; and it is true that his belt is Allied
with the scalps of public men who have
dared to cross him. But, with his
friends and associates on the Row, Gen
eral Boynton is one Of the most kindly
disposed, genial, helpful men in Wash
ington. Those who know him best like
him best
Fred Mussey and Bob Wynne are as
sociates of the General on the staff OF
the Commercial. Every body knows
Mussey. He has been National char
acter for several years past, although
he is yet young man. Iregard him as
one of the most remarkablygifted young
men it has ever been my good fortune
to meet with; and, If his private life
had been permitted to glide along as he
mapped it out, Fred Mussey would have
been known to higher ranks Of fame
and fortune than he has yet attained
unto. "Life is not the thing we planned
it." and an adverse influence, without
warning and. without the possibility Of
prevention, warped his life from its
original purposes. But nothing on
Gods green earth could drive so clear
! o brain to aught but what is right.
There is and has been nothing wrong
in his life; but it is not just what he
planned it. He is superior newspaper
man, but he might as well have been
in the front rank Of lawyers, doctors,
politicians or statesmen. Bob Wynne
is one of the handsomest men on the
Row, and an energetic worker. In the
same room with these Cincinnatians,
Mr.. Stevens and Mr.. Apperson, of the
st. Louis Globe-DemOcrat, hold forth.
They are worthy men, too, Of whom
nothing could be said save in praise.
The next building is occupied by Perry
Heath, of the Indianapolis Journal and
Omaha Bee. He is young man yet,
but occupies exceedingly close conf
Dental relations with the White House.
In the back room, with stenographer
and typewriter hard Mt work, sits Will
lam Eleroy Curtis, of the Chicago News;
that is he is there when Mr.. Blaine is
not sending him elsewhere upon foreign
missions for the Department Of State.
He is not only newspaper man, but
book-maker, traveller, diplomat and lit
erateur. He is round, plump, boy
looking fellow, and wears q smile as
sweet as honey and as natural as an old
shoe. The next house is occupied, on
one side, by the United Press. Here
Burhans, Boyle, Balm and the other
busy BIS toll far into the night and
keep the telegraphic wires hot. Across
the hall we find the New York Times,
neld down by Dunnell and De Puy.
They are young men, both, and full OF
vim and vigor, each enthusiastic to get
more Washington news for the Times
than any other New York paper can
gather. The Tribune, World and Her
aid are off of the Row. Mr.. Secken-
dorff and Major Clarke, of the Tribune,
are around on + street, near Mr..
Wright's office. The World is farther
up on Fourteenth and the Herald is
away around on Fifteenth. There
Messrs. Nordhoff, Preston and Guth-
ridge delve in symphony of purpose.
But to return to the Row. Above the
heads of the Times and United Press
there is honeycomb Of workers! Hos.
ford, of the Detroit Free Press; Hamil.
ton, of the Milwaukee Herald; Low, Of
the Boston Globe; Dodge, of the Mil
waukee Sentinel, and several Others
serve their great constituencies.
The next building is the Ebbitt House
Until last summer it had never opened
its portals to the press, but used the en-
tire ground floor for bar-room. Major
John NJ. Carson, of the Philadelphia
Press, one Of the oldest and most sue
cessful correspondents here, induced
Mr.. Willard Caleb, not the cranky to
rent him that room. Major Carson
caused it to be elegantly fitted up, and
rented desk room to Charlie Towle, OF
the Boston Traveller, and Charlie Gray,
of the California Associated Press.
They had the handsomest Office on the
Row until within the past two weeks
Every one knows Charlie Towle, BY
reputation. He is not only good
writer, but tells q story better than any
other fellow, not even excepting Majah
Stofah. His laugh would make an in
FAINT scream. 1t is not "haw-haw,'
but sui generis sort Of "tut-tut-tut
te-te-tut-te." There is no other cachin.
nation like it, and IL it could be photo
graphed, every dime museum man in
America would want copy. Charlie
Gray laughs with his whiskera, and when
Towle gets OF new story, Gray'a
smoker can be heard way down by the
B. & o. Building. When Gray smokers,
the wind literally blows through his
whiskers, and he don't care, either.
Major Carson seldom smiles. He is the
personifcatiOn of cOmradeship and dig
nifty combined.