The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1892-03-12
QUEER THINGS HAPPEN.
Some Experiences of an Old Time News
paper Reporter.

Some Experiences of an Old Time News
paper Reporter.
A jolly old yachting reporter, who
died some years ago, was seen early one
morning by younger reporter, who had
a sunrise assignment, pacing the battery
in a decidedly detected state of mind
whats the matter, Captain" asked
the young man.
Not much" was the answer. 81
haven't been home, though" this with
plying shake of the head. The cap
tain lived in Brooklyn.
Haven't been home since yesterday?
Why not?"
"Brooklyn bridge is lost. Gone down,
guess. Heard anything about it? Po-
lice know of it? Can't be beat. l sup
pose, thing of that magnitude. Sure to
be found out in an hour or so. Evening
papers, no doubt, will get and take all
the edge off it."
"Come off Captain. The bridge is all
right came across it an hour ago"
Don't say. Thatsqueer. You see,
about two o'clock this morning l came
out of drug store and made for the
bridge. In minute or two 1 was
walking up the Bowery. Asked a
policeman where bridge was He says,
I'm 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.
Goodbye
81 started in the way he pointed, and
the next thing l was walking along
West Chambers street, and / met
another policeman and asked him where
the bridge was. He says, I'm going as
far as the city hall; I'll show you. So
we walked little ways and he points
out bridge right ahead and says good
morning.
Il started for the bridge and the
next thing l was walking down lower
Broadway. 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 it used to be. Pm
going down to the Battery to look for
it And here l am, but it amt here
And amt been home'
On one occasion the captain went up
to report an important meeting of the
New York Yacht club in reference to a
match for the Americas cup. He wrote
the account of it while waiting for the
final discussion to close, and he put it in
his pocket Before returning to the
Office he stopped for little stimulant
and there fell asleep with his head on a
table. 1t was 4:30 o'clock a. IN. when
he awoxe, and the thought that his pa
per had been beaten on this important
| story sobered him in an instant 1t was
too late 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 frst-rate account of
the meeting.
II wonder who wrote that, he said
1T isn't at all bad. / must look sharp
or the city editor will fill my place with
this new fellow. He seems to know
more about my department than l
like" When he got TO the Office he as
sumed an apologize manner, and asked
who wrote that story. You wrote it
yourself, said the assistant night editor,
who had come around early looking for
something fat you had lovely jag
on when you handed it in, but it read
straight enough. Where did you go
after you left the office?"
81 must have got 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
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