San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-06-09
"REDDY'S" REVENGE.

The scene was small Missouri town on
the Mississippi river, a trifie more than one
hundred miles north of St. Louis; the time
well, not twenty years ago. was just
out of my teens, and had tolerable knowl-
edge of the printing business. 1t was pres
idential year, and heated campaign was
on. was publishing a six column folio
morning paper set in long primer. The
use of material and press / rented from
one of the two weeklies of the town. The
Star q withhold the true name) was issued
as a morning sheet because was able to
procure the St. Louis evening paper by
express between II and ~ o'clock D. m. on
the day of their publication, and by ju-
dicious use of the shears gave our little
public late telegraph news several hours
in advance of the arrival of the next morn
ing's city papers. This was my first-and
last(s)-faking. Service by wire was out
of the question.
was proprietor, editor, reportorial staff
and general hustler of The Star. The
force" consisted of three young men, one
of whom performed the duties of foreman
knew nothing of unionism, and if chapel
meeting" had been mentioned we would
have started a hymn or taken up a collec-
ton.
One September afternoon, as I was pre-
pairing to 60 forth in the capacity of re-
porter, the foreman poked his head into
the room which country editors delight to
call the "sanctum," and said:
Tom just sent down word that he's got
chill and can't work tonight Idon't see
how we'll fill her up unless you set con-
siderable type yourself"
Don't believe / can do much, Abe"
replied. "Pve got to attend the Grassy
Creek meeting, and can't get back before
10 O'Clock. Do the best you can, and We'll
fill up with ads. from the weekly"
went to the meeting, which was a big
blowout for The Stars candidates. When
it was over | drove to town as fast as due
regard for life and limb would permit. 1t
lacked just ten minutes of 10 as | rushed
into the office, eXclaiming:
ABE, you and Hank work away on that
local news, and III set the meeting from
my notes"-not an unusual proceedin.
with me in those days.
threw off my coat and turned to the
corner of the room in which the weekly
frames stood, where | expected to find a
pair of full cases. Twas astounded, to state
it mildly, at what | saw. Perched upon
the onlyalecent stool the office afforded
with my sweetbriar pipe in his mouth, was
stranger. He was distributing long
primer at a high rate of speed.
can close my eyes and see him now
He was the first of bis kind | ever saw, and
he impressed me so that | shall never for
get him. He was nearly six feet in height
as learned when he got off the stool
with round shoulders; age, somewhere be-
tween thirty and fifty. His hair, which
hadn't associated with pair of shears for
at least six months, was of that shade
which the boys always spoke of as red, and
his face was nearly covered with shaggy
beard and mustache of the same hue.
On one foot was boot, on the other
"A shoe, both %dly down at the heel and
as rusty as a barndoor hinge His trou-
sers, which were inartistically fringed at
the bottom, were held up by one "gallus'
made OF bed ticking. Waistcoat he had
none. His coat, which hung at the end of
the frame, was double breasted frock
that had once-five or six Years before
saw it-been handsome garment, but it
mad changed with years How it did
shine! On one side there was an entire
absence Of buttons. On the other side
were two, one cloth covered and one of
black horn, nearly as large as "A silver dol
lar discovered later that when he want
ed to button this wonderful coat and
brace up" as he called it, he used two
little hickory skewers as substitutes for
the absent buttons.
AS ] completed my survey of this queer
looking individual he tossed the last letter
in his hand into the cap G box, turned
on the stool, pulled a cloud of Missouri
Tugs" smoke half across the room, and
| said in great primer voice:
"Hullo, bossl You've been slid tonight
| and Pm on extras. amt much on good
looks; Pm a little off my feet iust now;
but | can stand type on end EASTERN a
foundry can cast it, and | haven't seen n
proof since got out o. my time. Want to
see my card?"
didn't know just what reply to make to
this odd speech, hut after hesitating mo-
ment | said yes"
He reached for that wonderful double
breasted frock, and diving down into the
skirt pocket drew forth what had once
been piece of white bristol board, about
the size of an ordinary business card.
Though it had held its own on size and
was still bristol, it looked as if it had re-
ceiveG an imr Cession from a heavily linked
tint block REPRESENTING a North river fog.
Minus the tint here is the card: