Arizona republican., 1901-09-28
krpLrNo HELPED AMERICAN.


 Frederic w. Unger Is a young man who went out to South Africa to be a war correspondent. upon the slenderes' possible connection with the prezs-- in- spired by an account of one of Kin ling's books of "a youngster jerked or at the end os wire" and how he thus
 became successful correspondent After numerous vicissitudes MT. Unger accidentally ran across MT. kipling and sought an interview with him, "f which he gives the following account In the forthcoming book, With Boos and Krueger:''
 "I had less than thirty shillinss left. all my resources were exhausted. the time had passed for a reply from America. ard I realized that I could not expect anything from that source - in short. I was up against it." and | knew 1t. The band was to play in the muni-ipa, gardens that evening. and I walked up the long avenue until I found myself at the Mount Nelson hotel
 'I knew Mir Kipling was stayine there and the impulse came over me to call on him. l sent In my card. and q fsw minutes later found the greatest little man of all England looking pleas antly at me with extenueu nanu' sas ing:
 "'Well. what are you doing out here'
 'I briefly told him of my aspiration to be a 'youngster j-rked on at the end of 6 telegraph wire;' and how. now that had failed, I was ready to attempt my last alternative of getting captured by the -Boers on my return to Sterks troIn. and try my luck as a soldier of fortune in their army. Mir. Kipling appeared much interested and said:
 I like your nerve: but why don't you sink your nationality and join one of our corps of rough ridsrs or seouts' There you'li get the real thing
 .'I replied that this would prevent my having the necessary ire dom of move ment. and then suggested that he take me with him as his secretary. servant. driver, or in any capacity he could nse me Mir. Eipling hesitated moment. and then put me through the most ex- haustive examination I have ever had Could I cook. pack a horse. ride ana drive put up tent. beg. borrow or steal forage. tell the truth or He If necessary. mind my own business ard never see or hear things not to be seen or heard: was I 'discres t. and was sure I would not poison him with my cooking? And then. when told him that I was an old Kiordyker. he chopped his questions abruptly off with:
 "Oh. I guess If you've been over the Cnilkoot you have all the necessary qualifications
 My hopes by this time had reached the boiling point. and just as ex- pected him to say All right. I'll tak.' you with me he said the other thing.
 You see. he added by way of ex- planation. T could never have man in the same line as myself with me. You would be using my material. and if you wouldn't. you should-I would in your place: in fact. I'd do anything to secure a beat on anybody else heard him out patiently and then said:
 '' But Mir. Kipling, I hope you don think for a moment that I am SO foolish as to think myself in the same class with you?
 That's just where you make a nis take he snapped out energ stically: :: You should think yourself every bit us good as I. and make it your object to beat me a my own game. You ar. c newspaper man and out here to write what you see. and that is all I'm doing. Keep yourself thinking that you can do better than I can. and don't let yourself think anything else. and per baps then you will be able to do so. Then. after a pause for breath. he aG ded, with a twinkle fin his eye. But I've got pretty good start on you. and 6on't intend to let you. or any one els... catch up with me if I can heip it.
 The kindiiness of his manner ani the forcsfu1less of his remarks were a powerful stimulant to me. and I felt fEly' half a foot taller and more of a man in every way. As I was deciding that I would follow his advice and trv to beat even the great Rudyard Kin ling he continued, No. I'm no good fo. you; but put your address this card, and I'll speak to a few fellows l know who might be able to use you. and then let you know Then he gave me hearty grasp of the hand. said Good luck to you. and l walked back to my lodging house as rich in optim- ism and deter imitation as any South African millionaire who has ever pass ed out of the Mount Nelson hotel in the good old days before the war
 Through the kindness of Kipling. tho young American was placed on the field staff of the London Timss. until C. Arthur Pearson engaged him a~ manager for the London Daily Express in South Africa, and sent him secretly 4l.. p..a.. rf