The herald., 1896-07-12
FREAK EDITORS
IN COUNCIL

The managing editor of the New York
Wornal, touched bell. Teruka the dwarf
office boy, glided into the room cracking
his fingers and leering at his employer.
Inform Mr.. Dredfuhl, the Sunday'edi-
tor, that will await him in the consulta-
ton room,'
Teruka, the dwarf, chuckled, bowed as
low as his deformed shoulders would
permit, and with snake-like movement
disappeared. Mr.. Gore, the managing
editor, threw an essay on modern art
into the waste basket and, stepping
briskly out Of the room, entered the ele-
vator and was carried swiftly to the top
of the great dome of the Wornal building
From this point, an elevation exceeding
New York city that one could see the
boundary Of the United States.
The consultation room occupied a
small circular space beneath the apex
OF the dome. 1t was entered by secret
door known only to the managing edi-
tor, the Sunday editor and a few of the
high officials of the Wornal. It possess
ed no windows and was dimly lighted by
candles mounted in human skulls. In
general design the decorations of the
room were in imitation of the famous
Whitechapel club Of Chicago. Skeletons.
snakes, grim relics Of tragedies, hang
mems ropes and grotesQue specimens
Of animal life were arranged around the
red-draped walls. On a coffin shaped
table were ink and writing paper. A few
chairs completed the furnishing Of the
Wornal consultation room.
Mr.. Dredfuhl was prompt in appear
ing. He greeted Mr.. Gore cordially, and
having removed a sharks head from the
table, lit a cigarette and opened the
conversation.
"How did you like yesterdays Sunday
wornal?"
"It was fair"
Mr.. Dredfuhl looked his disappoint-
ment.
st was flattering myself 1t was an ex-
cellent number" he said.
Very fair. but hardly lively enough,
said the managing editor. you will
get along better when you thoroughly
understand our methods. What be-
came of that story suggested in which
we were to show that the shirt collars
worn by New Workers would make one
great collar reaching around the
world?"
"That was crowded out by President
Cleveland's message" said the Sunday
editor.
"That was mistake" said Mr.. Gore
severely. Our readers care nothing
about the president of the United tSates
Play up local features. That was good
IHustia iatou StoIy yOu Hdu On NOTIlS w OH
by Well-known Society Bellies Mrs
Cheegley wrote that, did she not? /
thought so. Have a good man and an
artist get up story about the club
footed men of New York. That will
make good front page story"
"A splendid suggestion" said Mr..
Dredfuhl. How did you like my story
about Suicide alley?"
mot bloody enough" said the manag-
Ing editor. 'It is a shame we cannot
print all our illustrations in colors In
ink you cannot tell blood from water.
What have you for this week?"
I think l have a good thing for a
leader" said Mr.. Dredfuhl, modestly.
II have assigned Kate Goose to go down
into Jersey and be devoured by mosqui-
toes. Just before all is lost she will be
rescued by the artist and will write UP
her experiences exclusively for the Wor-
nal. How do you like that?'
That Is worthy Of you and the Wor-
nal," said Mr.. Gore. Have Mr.. Prov
ers make full-page life size picture of
Jersey mosquito. 1t might be well to
have our statistician figure out how long
it would take a Jersey mosquito to eat
COW: What else have you for next
week?"
II have arranged for an exclusive in.
terview for the Wornal with the new