New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1894-05-09
BUDS COPY.

The city editor opened the door and
peered impatiently through the clouds
of smoke rolling up over the long cen
ter table in the reporters room.
did you get that story, Carleton?" he
asked
"Carleton's not in yet, Mr.. Howard,
one of tho men replied ''He''- r..
But the door shut with q bang, to
open a minute later, when the same
worried voice inquired: =:
where's Bud? No; l suppose he.
isn't to be found either! Did any one
ever know him to be on hand when he
was wanted? Here, Bud" as the grimy
faced galley and general utility boy in
question came in with his proofs, "go
down to the foot Of F street and find
Carleton. There's wreck off the point,
but it won't do US any good unless he
gets here with that copy pretty soon.
We go to press at 3 o'clock-in just two
hours. Bud"-
He stopped with half smile, for the
boy was already part way down the
stairs on his way to the street
None of US knew exactly why we gave
the weird, shriveled specimen Of boy
hood the name Of Bud Possibly it was
because of the certainty we felt that he
would never become a blossom. He was
thin shouldered, sunken chested little
fellow, small even for his 10 years, with
a sharp featured, unchildish face, and
the suggestion of eternal Group in his
voice. He had drifted into the Office one
stormy night about a year before the
time Of which I write, and although his
request for "a place" had been prompt
ly refused he had calmly staid on and
become a fixture. He was not communi-
cative about himself, and we were not
particularly curious. One of the women
proofreaders discovered before long that
the gray rat under her desk was not a
more constant habitue Of the office than
was Bud. He spent the hours between
the time that the paper went to press
and the arrival of the day men at II
o'clock sleeping on pile of empty mail
sacks in a dark corner Of the engine
room, but from that time on he was
alert and ready for business.
AS 'understudy'' for Frank, the reg
ular galley boy, he was fast picking up
a knowledge Of printing and had &C.
casionally displayed a surprising amount
Of information regarding the general
makeup Of a newspaper. Strongly i'm
bued with the idea that all things we're
secondary in Importance and must be
subservient to its requirements, moth
ing pleased him so much as an errand
of the kind just given him by the city
editor, and we all knew he would re-
turn on time if he was alive.
Carleton was a new man ON the pa
per, a little green in the business, but
with nose for news'' and sense of
honor and the eternal fitness Of things,
coupled with reliability of statement
MI. Howard had looked over his staff
that night before giving theassignnaen
Get to that wreck, Carleton, ~ he
said testify ''You are the only man
here who can write it up without hav-
ing the waves roll mountain high
And the new reporter had torn thick
section from the block Of copy paper and
hurried away:
Bud found no difficulty h locating
the wreck, although he could zee its
dark spars. outlined against the shy
much better by running along the wa
ter front as far as 81 street. The storm.
which had been raging tor three days
and had finally caused the disaster, had
subsidized a hifle, and from his distance
the great, black hulk seemed resting
easily upon the waves On account Of
the hour there were but few spectators
only the hurrying Life saving 9eua
the patrolmen and the inevitable groups
OF ragged wharf rats And Bud observ-
ed, with delight that not another paper
had reporter ON the scene He looked
around for Carleton, and some one told
him that the ''chap'' that had been writ
ing there for a long time sitting ON an
overturned small boat had at last light
ed the little craft and set OFF for the
half submerged ship
HE hadn't oughter either the
man continued '1This water amt as
peaceful as it looks We had q hard pull
gettin in the last trip with the passen-
gers, and the wind Is ztsin higher every
minute"
1t was true that the clouds had begun
to roll again, while the lightning threw
ever sharper and more jagged fangs
across the sky: The crew ON shore made
hasty preparations to put out There
were still many people aboard the wreck
"a number Of them women and chill
dren- Bud was the first one in the boat
Come out of that youngster, /" said
sailor: BE quick with your
TIN goin.' cried the boy. Two not
to see Carleton-1've got to, tell you'll
The sailors hand was ON his collar.
but Bud chung to the seat with desper-
alton, the muscles in. his little hands
standing out like a gladiator'R
I've got to get something for the ma
per-" and his voice rose to shrfll
scream.
The man lifted him out, sat him-not
ungently-down ON the wet sand and
pushed off the boat With a fierce CIV
the boy was after him, clinging like 3
monkey to its side. The sailor loosened