St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1892-02-09
QUEER HAPPENINGS.
The Experiences of an OId-Timu
Newspaper Reporter.

Inc experiences OF an OI0-IImU
Newspaper Reporter.
1t is fact which cannot he success
fully denied that some newspaper re-
Dorters of the old school used OCCASION
ally to get drunk. Such things do not
happen nowadays, of course, says the
New York Tribune. And some of the
queer things they did when in this sad
and shocking condition served occasion
ally to make space for them, or money,
the same thing afterwarG. A jolly old
yachting reporter, who died some years
ago, was seen early one morning by d
younger reporter who had a sunrise as
Segment pacing the Battery i'll de-
cidedly detected state of mind.
What's the matter, captain?" asked
the young man.
Not much" was the answer. 81
plying shake of head. The captain
lived in Brooklyn.
Haven't been home since yesterday?
Why not?'
Brooklyn bridge is lost Gone down,
guess. Heard anything about il?
Police know of it? Can't be beat,
suppose, thing of that magnitude. Sure
to be found out in an hour or so. Even
ing papers. no doubt, will get and take
all the cage or 1t.
Come off. captain. The bridge is all
right. | came across it an hour ago.
Don't say. That's queer. You see.
about 2 o'clock this morning came out
of drug store and made for the bridge.
In minute or two ! was walking up
the Bowery. Asked policeman where
bridge was. He says: Pm going that
| way myself; I'll show you.' We walked
little way and then he pointed his
stick and says: There's the bridge;
right straight ahead. Good-by'
II started i'll the way he pointed, and
the next thing L was walking along
West Chambers street, and l met an
other policeman and asked him where
the bridge was. He says: L am going
as far as the city hall; Pll show you
So we walked little ways. and he
points out the bridge right ahead, and
says good morning.
81 started for the bridge. and the next
thing was walking down lower Broad
way. Met another policeman and asked
him where bridge was. He says: Pm
going up that way myself: come along
Not much says [. Bridge isn't where
Battery to look for it, And here | am,
but it amt here. And l amt been
home"
On another occasion the captain went
up to report an important meeting OF
the New York Yacht club in reference
to match for the Americas cup. He
wrote the account of it while waiting
for the final discussion to close, and he
putt in his pocket. Before returning to
the office, he stopped for little stimu-
lant,a there be fell asleep with his head
on table. 1t was 4:30 O'Clock a. IN.
when he awoke, and the thought that
his paper had been beaten on this i'm
portant story sobered him IN an in
slant. 1t was too late then to make
amends, so he went home and to bed.
When he awoke he looked at his paper
the first thing, and there he found a
first-rate account of the meeting
II wonder who wrote that" he said.
ut isn't at all bad. L must look sharp
or the city editor will fill my place with
this fellow. He seems to know more
about my department than l like"
When he got to the office he assumed an
apologize manner, and asked who
wrote that story. You wrote it your
self" said the assistant night editor,
who had come around early looking for
something fat. "You had lovely Jag
when you handed it in. but it read
straight enough. Where did you go
after you left the Officer"
II must have gone up and come down
here and then gone right back to the
same place without knowing it." said
the captain. And that was the truth.