The Wichita daily eagle., 1897-10-07

nam men spend their time. The neigh
bors are wandering if It's a boarding
house or a summer resort.
The cook and the porter have chang
ed their quarters for pitching pennies 70
place near the ice cream pariors.
When the game gets too exciting they
repair to the hotel rolf garden 10 fin
ish it.
That's enough. This is yellow journal
ism surely. These little paragraphs ac-
tuail ysell the paper. Eacn week the
readers hunt for them and point out the
supposed objec, Of the attack. II will
be observed that the unfortunate cook
and porter with the gambling tenden-
cies are closely watched. The two para
graphs appeared a week apart, and all
Putnam hugs itself 20 see the journal
istic enterprise which prompts such
news gathering.
OPPOSITION FROM POLICE.
The distinguished proprietors Of this
yeliowest Of journals nave found their
path a rocky one. Their plan is to rip
some one up the back in nearby
town and then food the place with pa
pers. II works NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
Not long ago Warner went over to Put
nam with big bundle of papers. The
Chief Of Police met him at the station
and threatened him with dungeons both
deep and dark il ne sold one. Warner
told the official just what kind Of a
chief Of police he was, in the opinion Of
the W;lmantic Herald. He was remark
ably fluent that day, and large crowd
enjoyed the incident. Then Warner
gave away every copy Of the edition
and went home happy. Next week ne
sold twice as many.
Not long after that, however, he en-
countered one of the stern trials Of the
yellow journalist in Connecticut. He
was returning from Putnam late at
night, when four men jumped on him
and pounded him severely. Some one
had been ripp ed and gone into the busi-
ness himself. There are different way,
OF ripping" as Waner found.
The other member Of the firm has had
her troubles. One Of here paragraphs
last winter seemed to reflect upon a
sewing machine agent in the town.
When he next met Mrs. Warner he call
ed her every name he could think Of
except a lady, and the next day she
went to mis- Office with a whip and
threshed him until he howled. All Will
limantic was there and cheered Impair
TALLY for both sides.
Then She began-to receive anonymous
letters They were not nice letters, and
she simply laid away her desire for re-
venge until favorable time.
The yellow journalist in Connecticut.
however, must stand more than wound
ed feelings. A paragraph appeared in
the Willimantic Herald on July % which
is still shaking the town. 1t is not nee
essary TO quote il here, but it may be
said that 1t purported to give certain
features Of the private life Of certain
man. This man. whom We shall call
Smith, conducts large store, where he
keeps clothing. Sometimes he sells IT,
No name was mentioned in this para
graph, but the day 1t appeared Smith
denounced it az false. As Mr.. Warner
picturesquely put it:
He run up and down the street max
ing a holler."
This, being translated. means that
Smith took the paragraph unto himself
He stood in the railroad depot the
next day when, Mrs. Warner passed. and
remarked that she was something or
other not polite. He himself told me
what it was. He was arrested and the
learned Judge decided that 10 call a
person such a name was not in conflict
with the statutes OF Connecticut. He
was discharged.
The Willimantic Herald next week
was, as Warner said, "the hottest that
ever happened The paragraph that
raised the row was repeated, this time
with te name and address in full, and
the learned judge was ripped up the
back IN Mrs. Warmers best style. The
article concluded:
And thus We drop the Smith case
until there are new developments, as
there are liable 70 De az any time, for
something is going 10 dorp:
MRS. WARNER ASSAULTED.
Something did drop few nights later
It dropped on Mrs. Warner. and she mas
not got over it yet She was on her way
10 ner home late az night, and in a dark
part OF the street. near her gate, over
took two men. They stepped 20 either
side to let her pass, and as she walked
on they suddenly sprsng az her. One
OF them struck her blow IN the face.
which knocked her against the fence;
the other threw a pail OF tar over her
head, ard then fed in the darkness.
1T was my best nat they spoiled. too
she said when telling me a5ou, i. That
vas the woman. Tot the editor speak
ing.
The Willinantic Herald continued On
It's ioyous yellow career % ripping per-
sons UP the back until last week, with
out further assault on the prop-ietors.
The editor and business manager retir-
ed ia;e on Saturday night. and slept
peacefully untA nearly on. o'clock
Then .hey we're suddenly awakened 5y
crash followed by several others. 4
tusiilaEe of stones banged agains5 the
side os :he house One came crashing
through the window. smashing the SHUT
ter and the glass. tearing hole IN me
curtain, and knocking p!eos % pas
ts- Of the ceiling. Another stone came