Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1892-08-14

"Yes," said the new reporter, the
monosyllable also telling that he was q
Scotsman and that be did NOS feel COM
Portable.
Mr.. Licquorish shook him warmly by
the hand and took him in the editors
room. Rob sat In q chair there with
his hat in his hand, while his new en-
ployer spoke kindly to him about the
work that would begin on the morrow.
lyon will find it little strange at
first" he said, 'but Mr.. Klrker, the
head Of our reporting staff, has been
instructed to explain the routine OF the
Office to you, and 1 have no doubt we
shall work well together"
Rob said he meant to do his best.
SIT is our desire, Nj. Angus" contin.
ued Mr.. Licquorish, ito place every
facility before our staff. and II you have
suggestions to make at any time on any
matter connected with your work We
shall be most happy to consider them
and to meet you in cordial spirit"
While Rob was thanking Mr.. Liquor
| ish for his consideration Kirker in the
next room was wondering whether the
new reporter was to have half crown
a week less than his predecessor, who
had begun with &c month.
at is pleasant to u.s." Mr.. Licquorish
concluded, referring to the novelist, ito
| know that we have sent out from this
Office a number of men who subsequent
ly took high place in literature. Per-
| baps our system Of encouraging talent
| by fostering it has had something 10 do
with this, for we like to give every one
| his opportunity to rise. hope the day
will come, Mr.. Angus, when we shall be
able to recall with pride the fact that
you began your literary career On the
Mirror"
Rob said he hoped so too. He had,
indeed, very little doubt OF it, At this
period OF his career it made him turn
white to think that he might not yet be
| famous.
''But must not keep you here any
! longer" said the editor, rising, "for
you have had weary Journey and
must be feeling tired. We shall see
you at ten o'clock tomorrow.
Once more Rob and his employer
shook hands heartily.
"But l might introduce you" said
Mr.. Licquorsh, "to the reporting-room.
Mr.. Kirker, our chief, is, l thtuk,
! here"
Rob had begun to descend the stairs,
but he turned back He was not
certain what you did when
you we're introduced to any one,
such formalities being unknown in
Thrums, but he held himself In reserve
to do as the others did.
"Ah, Mr. Kirker," said the editor,
pushing open the door Of the reporting
room with his foot, this is Mr.. Angus,
who has just Joined our literary staff"
Nodding genially to both, Mr.. Licquo-
IRISH darted out Of the room, but before
! the door had finished its swing Mr.
| Kirker was aware that the new repor-
! ter's nails had a rim OF black.
"What do you think of George Fred
erick?" asked the chief, after he had
pointed out to Rob the only chair that
such stalwart reporter might safely
sit on.
'He was very pleasant" said Rob.
YES" said Billy Kirker, thoughtful
", "thcre's nothing George Frederick
wouldn't do for any one If it could be
done gratis"
And he struck me as an enter
prising sort of man."
Enterprise without outlay is the
motto of this Office" said the chief.
'But the paper seems to be we'll con-
Quoted" said Rob, little crestfaIlen.
THE worst conducted in England"
said Kirker, cheerfully.
Rob asked how the Mirror compared
with the Argus.
They have six reporters to our
three" said Kirker, but we do double
work and beat them"
81 suppose there IS a good deal OF
rivalry between the stats OF the two
papers?" Rob asked, for he had read of
such things.
"Oh, no, said Kirker, eve help each
other. For instance, if Daddy Walsh,
the Arqus chief, is drunk, help him,
and If I'm drunk he helps me. I'm
going down to the Frying Pan to see
him now"
THE Frying PAM" echoed Rob.
"Its a literary club" Kirker ex-
planned, land very exclusive. II you
come with me I'll Introduce you"
Rob was somewhat taken aback at
what he heard, but he wanted to be on
good terms with his fellow workers.
Not tonight" he said. 81 think
I'd better be getting home now"
Kirker lit another cigarette, and say
ing he would expect Rob at the office
the next morning, stroled off. The new
reporter was undecided whether to fol-
low him at once or to wait for Mr..
Licouorish's temperance. He was look
ing round the Office curiously, when the
door opened and Kirker put his head in.
"By-the-by, old chap" he said, "oould
you lend me five bob?"
Eyes, yes" said the new reporter.
He had to undo the string OF his
money-bag, but the chief was too fine a
gentleman to smile.
oThanks. old man." "Kirker said,
careessly, and again withdrew.
The door OF the editors room was
open as Rob passed.
"Ah, Mr.. Angus" said Mr.. Licquor-
ish, there are a number OF books for
review; you might do short notice OF
some Of them
He handed Rob the two works that
happened to lie uppermost, and the new
reporter slipped them into his pockets
with a certain citation. The night was
dark and wet, but he lit his pipe and
hurried up the muddy streets to the
single room that was now his home.
Probably his were the only lodgings In
his street that had not the portrait OF
a young lady on the mantel-piece. On
his way he passed three noisy young
men. They were Kirker and two re-
porters on the Argus trying which
could fling his hat highest in the air.
Sitting in his lonely room, Rob exam
ined his books with interest. One OF
them was Tennyson's new volume OF
poems, and a month afterwards the