The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1900-08-06
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LOST, ONE WEE ssWEroHTAHn.
/ AN incident Of Newspaper Life IN .
Newspaper Club That Touched the
Heart Of q Newspaper Man.
He was q little tow-headed fellow.
live years old. With the cutast little
stub. nosed face that ever smiled sun
shine. We met fos the FIRST time Of o
Sunday night in a newspaper club. He
was dressed in mourning. poor boy,
and was seated on one side Of a bis
mahogany writing table in the reading
room. and literature was coming In pot
hooks out Of the END OF his fat, yellow
pencil. HIS head was cooked wissly,to
ono side, and his little tongue was OK
tended beyond Ills snowy milk teeth, 50
as to follow the pot hooks. 4
Opposite him sat his father. knew
him only by sight, as most OF US fell
|lows did. His name was Perry Smith,
ana he was the star on The Morning
. - Most OF us could have picked "a
Perry Smith story out of string a
mile long. His specials" were re-
printed in other newspapers from
Maine to California. Q He was one of
the men who had really made The
Morning ---- Smith was verv busy
this night Keeling on sheet after sheet
of copy" and tucklng It In a heap ,nn-
der a paper weight. Like the little fei-
low opposite, he was in mourning.
1t was because OF the little face that
| I dropped into an easy chair tn a corr
mel and, unobscrved. Toasted on the
Illttle man. There was no mlstaklng
what he was doing. He had his legs
crossed exactly as bis papa had his
crossed, because that must be the way
reporters sit. His little, straw hat wau
jammed carclessly over one ear alta
rakish angle, lust as his papa wore his
hat, because that must be the way re-
portcts wear their hats. Whenever his
papa filed another sheet Of copy and
tucked 1t away. without raising his
eyes, the little monkey did the same
exactly as his father did. He was hay
Ing .!ots OF fun, and so was /, for once
had a boy like that.
1t was while the little fellow was
scribblIng away and cooking his head
and writing with his tongue that his
father looked up. A light came into
the mans grave face. I saw then the
world itself began and ended in the
little creature opposite. A smile OF
content was on the fathers lips when.
just then, the child looked up. A.
babyish smile lighted the room like.
sunshine. and rs he climbed to the
table and leaned half way over, heard
him ask, confdcntluily:
Papa, is 90 wepohtah?"
The father reached over. and sat the
little fellow. on his knee. and turned
away, because'I felt was an intru-
der. When I looked again the '.wepoh-
tab" was nestled close to, the reporters
breast, gazing at the frcscoed ceiling,
studying the pattern in the carpet. eye
ing huge shelves OF books. and watch
ing the oscillations OF the grandfather's
clocks pendulum,
Then white. stuffed baby seal met
his eye, and he liked 1t and fell more
and more in love with 1t, till he longed
for 1t. Gradually his bright eyes dim
med. their black lashes remained on
the pink-whitc cheeks TIL they: ceased
to flutter. They were together now, the
baby boy md the stuffed baby seal,
but in another land. =.
When the little fellow slept Smith
wrote on. 1t was nearly midnight
when he gathered his copy" and set
the little feilowton his feet. The boy
staggered a1llttle, smiled. woke up. and
smiled: soma more. Then his papa rails
c him in his arms and. seeing me. pass.
cd with q nod to the elevator. in the
hall, and rang up n sleepy elevator boy
l looked after the pair; the little one
was fast asleep on his fathers Shout
der.
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