The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-07-16

In the years 1864 and 1865 I lived in
Carson City, the capital of Nevada.
which recently became famous as the
place where the great prize fight between
Bob FitZsimmons and Gentleman Jim
Corbett occurred. The race course
which became the arena on this occa-
sion was, during all the time of my resi-
dence there, used by me daily as
gymnasium for exercise had very little
to do with the actual politics of the
country, because I was, and had always
been, a Democrat of the most uncom-
promising character, and the party divis-
ions out in that country were between
the Republicans and men from the
Southern states, who were generally out
spoken rebels, and as it was in the midst
of the Civil War the feeling was intense
between them. I was a warm supporter
of the war for the Union, and found
myself in the position Of a man without
a party. The situation did not incom-
mode me, however, as L was fully occu-
pied outside the realm of politics.
There were two daily newspapers pub
lished in the town; one Republican,
which was called the Carson Daily APP
peal, and the other Democratic, called
the Evening Pest. There We're no Asso-
ciated Press dispatches, although the
telegraph had reached the Pacific coast
and the San Francisco papers had the
benefit of that great purveyor of
news.
The proprietor of the plant of the Re.
publican paper was an old Minnesota
man and friend of mine with whom
7 IN hot IL,
business and social way. Under this
condition of things, you may imagine
my surprise and CONSERVATION when
tell you that one day he rushed into my
office in a great state of excitement and
told me he could not keep his paper 60
ing unless I would run it until he could
arrange for another editor, adding that
failure to publish it for a single day
would ruin him. At first 1 looked upon
the proposition as utterly out of the
question, and said How can I edit a
Republican newspaper when I am at
swords points with everything they adj
vocate and believer 1t was with him,
however, a grounding case" as we used
to call such imperative occasions. He had
to ''get him. as he was out OF meat.
He was persistent in his demands, and
as negotiations progressed 1 began to
look upon the matter as good joke and
finally promised that I would undertake
to keep the paper going if he would swear
that he would never disclose my identi-
ty, which condition he promised faith
fully to observe.
1t was a matter that admitted of no
delay. had to prepare a column and
a half of editorial that night for the
next mornings Issue. What 1 wrote about
1 don't pretend to remember, but it was
well received, and its Republican ortho-
doxy was never questioned, and I re-
peated the dose daily for some time with
the same success, growing more and
more violent in my attacks on the
Democracy i'll each successive issue. Car
son was a small town, and as the old
editor was missed by his friends public
curiosity increased as to who had sue
ceeded him, and I enrolled myself among
the guessers and improved every occa-
sion to publicly criticise the editorials
1t soon became very tiresome and diff
flcult to maintain my ground with poll
tics as the sole text for my editorials,
and as news was very scarce I sought
relief in any channel that opened a way
A great race took place IN San Fran
cisco between Charley Brians ever-vic-
torious horse Lodi and a colt OF the
celebrated stallion Lexington named MOI
folk, for which JIG Winters, oc Carson.
paid fifteen thousand and one dol
lars to the owner of Lex
ington. Lord Bob Alexander, of