The morning news., 1899-12-31
AND TURNED AWAY. COME BACK ROBINSON
YOU'VE FORGO ITEM BodETHING"

| cades, the silvery pools, the kaleidoscope
! trout, the trees whispering overhead to-
! ge,her with all the light and color of the
woodland. This was the little hrain-ciIiId
uron which he had expended more time
| than upon any other. He was satisfied that
if it were rejected he could do no better,
and that he was indeed a failure. How G n,
/ Serly he went up the staircase leading to
the editorial rooms With what timorous
elances his eyes roamed over the dusty
apartment which had sheltered so many
men of genius. And his voice was scarcely
audible as he said to the Office boy:
"Can l see the managing editor?'
Certainly sir; come right in"
Wonder of wonders! y courteous office
boy!
Shaking in every limb, he approached
the eutocrat behind his rosewood desk.
well, Mar. Robinson, what can do for
you?" said he cordially
Il called to offer g short sketch for pub
ication in your paper" replied Robinson
in voice strengthened by his kindly re-
ception.
"Ah. thank you" said the great man.
| taking the manuscript from Robinson s
trembling fingers and thrusting il into a
pigeonhole. "Glad TO get it, sir glad 10
get it. Always looking for new ideas
from you young men. Good. day, sir"
The editor turned TO his mail, and Rob
inson walked down stairs with his head
erect and his shoulders squared. He df1
not know that even though his sketch
might be accepted, il would probably he
two weeks before ii would be printed, and
then there would intervene still another
week before he would be paid. And in his
blissful ignorance he walked up Broad
way elate, impassioned. The sidewalk
was soft as velvet 70 his feet
o, youth, luminous with promise! Bright
with the rosy hue of expectancy!
A DAM
But what a small matter that seemed to
him. Tomorrow his sketch would be In
the greatest paper in America And he
fell asleep and dreamed of beefsteak ana
onions and the blue-eyed Nellie In the
morning he was so eager to get down
stairs that he scarcely waited to tie his
shoe strings. In his hurry and excite
ment he gave his last nickel to the news
boy and forgot the change. He opened the
paper with shaking hands and glanced
down the first page There was some IN
important matter about a famine in In
dia which mad killed a thousand men. n
stabbng affray In PHILADELPHIA In yxs,icn
man was horribly mutlated and seven
children left fatherless. a fire in Pittsburo
which had killed sixteen girls-but his
story was not there He looked over Tho
editorial page, where the great editor hal
launched his keenest invectives agaius,
municipal abuses And there, too. were
lhoe' "iibHt pat aht aPun whose VIII had
challenged his admiration before. How
paltry they seemed to-day! The other
pages contained che usual record Of a COM
ing war IN Europe, etc, but his sket u,
was not there. Then hope died and a
great rage filed his breast. The hand az
every man seemed TO be against him. He
cienched his teeth ana his hands ana
rayed like a madman ana started on q run
of seven miles down Broadway 20 klil tha
editor
Ills stomach was empty a. q pawnes
wedding ring. His eyes were bi0odshot
he ran blindiy as a horse runs from nre.