The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1895-05-17
W new Lady KEPORTER
can Over True TalA"
BIZ LUCILLE LOWELL.

1 1
the time. Ihad been q member of the repor-
torial staff of big Newtown daily just one
1 week.
| But If was uncommnnly green 1 was un'
commonly jealous also. and ambitious as we'll.
| 1t is true that did not cover myself with
| glory that first week, but with the assistance
| IF various brother reporters on various news
| papers succeeded in handing in copy that
| PASSED muster, and felt when the first Sat-
| urday night came that as l had not been dis
charged that might consider myself not An
| utter failure. And was amiably buoyed NJ
| by the hope of doing better the coming week ;
when ones record is low it is not so difficult
| to beatit
So rested the seventh day, and presented
myself at the Office of the Thunderer bright
and early Monday morning.
'.HeIlor' said the city editor when l went
into his room. You are just the one want.
have something for you TO do"
'.What is it!" 1 cried.
"A vers nice little matter that will give
you a chance to show what you are made OF.
Do you know Portchester!'
London betterp' l very nearly said, but,
rejecting on the gratuitous advice offered me
BY handsome young reporter, ''Never own
up to not knowing everything in this BUSH
ness" said. instead, 'Yes, know Port
CHESTER"
"Very WE'LL" then, said the editor, II want
you to 90 out there and get me a nice story
for the evening edition." Then he disclosed
to me that a certain man, John White by
name, had daughter " no, it is rumOred, had
made an abortiye attempt to run away with
her fathers coachman; the attempt havin g
come to naught through the virtuous deter
mination of the coachman not to be run
away with even BY his employers daughter.
This little episode would find its way into
print; and as it was at the time when the
coachman- and-susceptib!e daughter-fad was
coming into prominence, such a bit OF news
was desirable item. and felt that 1 must
not neglect the opportunity to show what
Icould do merely because was not acquaint-
ed with Portchester. / learned after some
little inquiry that was to 20 by rail and that
there was several Portcheste-s; or. if one may
say so. several degrees, three in all of Port
chester; represented by three stations, name
ly: Bassett Hill, Edgewater Avenue and
Rossmere Mr.. John White lived at one of
these stations; which one remained for me to
find out This seemed to my ignorant fancy
q very simple thing to do, and when reached
the station and stepped abroad the train it
vas with q mind quite untroub led by appre-
tensions OF fail ure.
It was eleven O'Clock when started, and
the ticket agent told me it was a run of fiji
zen minutes to Bassettt Hill. As the train
slided out of the depot remembered another
~ 1u;o off hx no ov3n OF
toned handsome reporter: ITO speak up If
wanted to know anything" and 1 turned over
In my mind the feasibility of asking the con-
ductor If he knew Mr.. John White of Port
chester. I thought it probable that he did.
Mr. White must be a wealthy man to be able
to afford the luxury Of a daughter who could
so disdain the material charms of gold and
; position rs to be willing to resign them
for q cottage with love and coachman. Only
the daughter of a very rich man, 1 argued,
would be capable of so much ideality idiocy,
call it what you please. and the story of the
attempted sacrifice must necessarily have
reached the conductors ears. L would ask
him, in short, would ''interview bim.''
Now, had about as clear an idea Of how
to conduct an interview as I had of finding my
way through the Roman catacombs in the
lark and unassisted, but Ignorance is bliss"
and l doubted not nv ability to ascertain
what wanted to know. Nevertheless, did
not find 1t quite easy to ''speak up" and the
conductor passed and repassed several times
before plucked up courage to more than look
1t him and smile. 1t was not until noticed
that my smiles and glances were being wrong
y interpreted by virtuous matron who &C.
cupied the opposite seat that spoke. The
conductor was just abreast of me when aid
do you know-can you tell-"Here paused,
and the conductor dropped down in the seat
beside me and looked SO inouiringly at me
that finished my question without further
hesitation. DO you know a Mr.. John
Whitep'
The conductor smiled broadly, Il should
say So" he said; "Pm John White!"
''Mercy!" I exclaimed. "Fm sure 1 don't
mean you. The Mr.. White want lives in
''Is he a butcher?" asked the conductor,
with an air of polite interest.
pondered a moment before replying.
butcher might be a rich man; and butcher
might have a daughter whose taste inclined
to coachmen; on the whole thought hat
This was the right tack. But said, Il don't
know II he is butcher, but the one mean
has daughter"
''Yes," said the conductor. ''this one has
daughter"
us she pretty!" inquired, thinking was
progressing finely.
"Cm," said the conductor, "pretty fat"
Then was sure that was right; IL she
xere not fat the coachman would not have
rejected her advances But the conductors
next remark was calculated to destroy this
theory. "Her husband is fatterr' he said.
This, then, was not the heroine of the ad-
venture I was trying to unravel; not even
the daughter Of butcher aud the wife of q
very fat man would contemplate elopement
and bigamy. HAS this woman q sister!''
asked
II believe she has" the conductor replied.
Eyes. know she has; goes in and out on tn e
train; though, now that think of 1t, be-
lievc she died recently. I'm not sure that
she wasn't married. remember she was
I knew they had big time over
at White's!'
DO you know any other John Whitef'
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