The daily morning journal and courier., 1894-09-29
TALES OF TEN TRAVELLERS.
1XE MAuAeING EDI1oR's VACATION.
BY EDGAR L. wAKEMEs. ic,n,risht. 1894, All rights reservedl

The board of directors of the Daily Public Motor Printing and Pubhshihs company. i've in number, met annuahS on the first day of July.
 Their duties comprised the declaring of a very large dividend, ordering cer- tain handsome improvements. eieeting a president, secretary and treasurer for the ensuing year, and adjournment to Viniey's for luncheon.
 This was partaken of In comfortable gusto; when they went their several ways, as befitted their various social and commercial dignities, complacently carrying fresh copies of the Daily Mo tor in their hands, with acceptable Mo- tor Dividend checks In their pockets and with the sunshine of the Motors great prosperity radiating from their bland and pleasant faces.
 But this year the directors, as MT. Elijah whitaker truthfully remarked, had struck powerful snag."
 MT. Whitaker was in the towing line and this was naturally fayorite form of expression. He had "boarded" the Motor company when it needed few thousands sorely. and his journal istic associations had made him quick in simile and comparison.
 Indeed similar conditions were true of the entire directory.
 Gregg Lomster, wholesale leather. Lucius shotwell, banker, Addison schooley. importer. and Rufus Backus, retired capitalist, were all. Nike Mir. Whitaker. sudden acquisitions on va rious occasions when the Motors af- fairs were in perilous condition.
 These far-sightsd gentlemen had be- come associated in this commercial way so long before, that the founders of this powerful engine of civilization, fol- lowing the invariable and inexplicable fate of originators, had. with one ex- ception, passed from sight into wonted beggary and oblivion.
 The directory, as now formed, had existed for years, placid in its equable and ample returns, serene in its unc- tuous honors, undisturbed by its al- most rippleless harrassments, in the genial and mellow atmosphere Of pro- prtetary journalism. 4.s-,o-- :, .- The one exception was Kirtley Breem, the Daily Motors managing editor.
 He was thin, dark little man. with busbv brows and sunken eyes. and cheeks. His clothing hung loosely upon him. He came and went as soft ly and silently as the night. From nine in the morning until nine at night and often much later, during every day of the year for more than twenty years he had sat at the same desk IF, his'shirt sleeves, with an old straw hat shading his eyes and a cob pipe in his mouth and he had never uttered an unnecessa' ry word in all that time.
 You could not find his address in the city directory. The general public knew nothing of him. His name never appeared in panels of prominent citi zens, drawn for great public platform occasions. ---
 Not soul connected with the Daily Motor knew where he lived, or how; ol whether he was bachelor or was hu man enough to have divers Httlt Breems dangling and romping abou him, in the morning hour or hour O. lamplight he might know the sacred re treat which wise men have in homes.
 He was inexplicab1e, inextricable, in eradicable! Entirely aside from hi' powerful though frictionless sway, hi' unobtrusive personality had become al inseparable a presence, or fixture, in thu Daily Motor system as it's engine fires its press thunderings, it's copy, its types it's supernal odor of printers ink, it hundreds of ragged newsboys or it loiterers for nickels or notices. ~ ~
 Social systems had changed; this de partment editor and that had come ant gone; newspaper management had beel revolutionized; monarchies had becom republics; geographies of continent had been readjusted; but Kirtle.
  founders of the Daily Motor. still sa there coatless at his desk under an ol' straw hat, smoking a short cob pip and doing his work as noiselessly g. though he were the ghost of the humal who had begun his silent thougl mighty toll at the self-same desk, nor than twenty years before. - :-.-s..- --,.
 whats the trouble. about Breen anyhow, Editor Whittaker?" asked tn other Motor director editors concerned ly. ..s .,>.
 Years before they had begun callin each other "editor," partly seriousl and partly in jest, and the title was 0 such pleasant sound and significanc that it would have been something of hardship to have 1t overlooked in tn city directories by their contempora ries or by each other now. ,s ..
 "Well," replied Editor Whittake stoutly, tits jest a case of git Kirtle Breem out O commission, long enoug for repairs, or weAlxin look round fo some other craft in his place."
 Failing powers?" asked Editor Back us casually. @ a '
 "we might increase his salary" sug rested Editor ShotwelI crisply.
 "Or reduce his wages and his hours; added Editor Lomster cautiously. q have found that to be quite an excel lent spur to tagging help"
 'What appear to be the chop-mark on his invoice of trouble?" inquired Ed itor schooley, with his huge tmporta tions uppermost in his own mind.
 Kinder general goneness, I'd call it; returned Editor Whitaker anxiouslJ