The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1892-11-22
[ REPORTERS ADVENTURE.

Three o'clock in the morning is an I'M
canny hour the world over except at po-
lice headquarters or i'll the Office OF a
morning newspaper, and ii was III TINS
latter place, ut the hour named, that Iour
or five reporters, having sent i'll all their
copy and listened To the foreman swear
for fifteen minutes because he had two
columns OF space and ten columns or mat
ter that must go IN, sat with their 1eet
on the tables and their chairbacks knock
ing the plastering off, talking over the sub
ject which is just as new today as it was
when Adam DOTTED his beaver and said
''How d'y' dog" to Eve. Every fellow
in the crowd was Il bachelor, and each one
was informing the other III all SERIOUSNESS
that he should marry.
What for?' inquired Claude Brown Of
Frank Jones.
Because replied Frank, cts the only
proper way to live.
"A nice husband a reporter would make"
said Claude i'll rebuttal, coming i'll at
o'clock a. IN. and leaving home as soon
as he got his II o'clock breakfast
But his wife would always know where
he was, and if she didn't, she'd know
whenever he was after an item and had to
be back at the office on time" remarked
Charley Smith
"Weil,' put in Claude, "if you think it's
such a great snap, why don't you get mar
ried?'
Cant" said Charley, very positively.
why not?"
''Thunderation, man, how's fellow to
buy whole steamboat when he hasn't
money enough to buy splinter off stage
plank? How's a man TO buy a house and
lot when he can't buy a shovel full of dirt?
HOWS a NAH"
That's it," interrupted Claude, "how's a
man to do anything ii he doesn't do it?
What's the matter with mar wing a rich
girlY
Where's the grip queried Charlie.
Plenty OF them. Girls with money al
ways need disbursng agent and they will
trust husband when they won't trust an
elder in the church. Besides, what's the good
of her money if the girl has her heart set
on a husband and can't get him?'
Smith argued awhile against matrimony
and at half-past started for home. lie
was thinking the conversation over and as
he t7udged along it occurred to him that Il
bachelor was not only a knot on log, but
he was very lonesome knot.
His way led him through the aristocratic
portion of the city and as he passed 1lne
house, his reyerie was disturbed by the pc
culiar click of a turning lock and the mat,
rimonial line of thought was knocked all
awry by the reportoral instinct, and he
saw instead of blushing, blooming Mrs.
Smith, IL burglar cracking a millionaire
dining room and making off with his silver.
He thought of the beautiful scoop he was
going to have on the other fellows ana
slipping into the shadow, he waited and lls7
tened Cl1ck Went lle lock tSdih' do IL "
burglar was nervous and was more ANXIOUS
to open the door than he was to preserve
the ordinary burglarious uuiet. The reporter
scrutinized the door closely and discovered
that the robber was not on the outside,
but was evidently within and was working
his way ont, and he felt thud or e. eAc cue
ture his man with the Doodle on his person.
He slipped his revolver out of his pocket,
trained it on the door and an instant at
terward the door swung open and Charh,e
was ready to cry "throw up your hands,