The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1895-01-28
BAKING POWDER
HE HAD SEEN HIM.
The Hummer Who Wanted 20 Lick
the Man who Wrote Him Up.

The Hummer Who Wanted 20 Lick
the Man who Wrote Him I'D.
Il want the author of that piece; right
away, and if don't get it. therem be
trouble"
He was wild-eyed, and wore a shaggy
coat and a weeks growth OF stubby
beard, as he walked into the editors
room with newspaper in his hand. and
pointed to an article headed "a Danger
Gus Man.
Something seems to be the matter"
the editor replied.
Eyes, sir; there IS. I'll give you ten
minutes to get me the author Of that
article. Newspapers got no business
printing such things without names
signed to 'em. That's a lie from top to
bottom. Amt a word of truth in it. 1
want the man who wrote it right away
right away. Do you hear me; right
away" and he shook himself out like
turkey after a wallow in the sand.
What are you going to do with him
when you get him?" the editor quietly
asked.
Here tbs. That's it," pointing to the
article. Newspapers got no business
printing such things. l want the author
Yes, hear, but
I don't want nothln' but the man
that wrote that article. Who wrote it?
I'll give you till-till" and he took out
his watch and began to count.
What if you don't get him?''
TN have you arrested, and the paper
put in Jail. I want the man who wrote
that article. Do you hear?
We'll, L guess l do. You talk loud
enough. What's the matter with the ar
ticle. anyway"
It's a lie. a lie, all the way through"
And he lifted his voice and wriggled
about like victim of dyspepsia.
The offended citizen had trio of com
panions with him to see that justice
prevailed.
Let the editor see it, suggested one
Of them.
He knows what it is I'm after him
that wrote it. That's what 1 am, and
I'm going to get him. It's a lie, lie,
lie" he shouted.
Don't get nervous" advised the edi-
tor. "Youll have to wait awhile. We
don't give such things right away, as
rule. You might say something TO the
man who wrote the article that would
hurt his feelings, and the chances are
if you did, you might get hurt yourself"
The reporter who had turned in the
item was sitting at a table just back Of
the editor, and was beginning to feel OF
the muscles in his right arm.
The article had said the Dangerous
Man was wanted by the sheriff for cattle
stealing.
What wants the man who gave the
facts, the black lie. 1 hain't got no
time, neither. I'll give two hours and four
minutes and I'll be back here, and if I
don't get it therell be trouble"
"Oh, that's what you want, is it?" and
there was twinkle in the editors eye
"Wen, come back. Wen be glad to see
you any time you feel well. Come and
see us often. Wen try to make it pleas
ant for you"
you will Ell? I guess you willr and
his companions led him down two flights
of stairs and out into the crisp winter air.
Two hours later he came back and
climbed YEARLY up to the EDITORS room
again. His clothes were torn; he had
streak over one eye and the other eye had
ceased to be of any use as an optic;
his nose was twisted and part of one ear
was missing. He was generally out of re-
pair.
you needn't mind about the author of
that article that said I was a Dangerous
Man" and he glanced nervously about
the room. I've seen him."