Evening journal., 1901-09-09

The daily upheaval Of the newspaper
Office. which always accompanies the is
suing OF an edition. had subsidized. The
presses had ceased to rumble, and the pa
pers tied in their bundles, were speeding
by train and electric ear to their destn-
alton.
On the streets the newsboys were lazily
calling the regular edition, and its news,
interesting or colorless, was slowly get
ting into the brains Of the people.
In the mechanical department, where
at the last hour of going to press men
rush around exctedly and act the part Of
frenzied beings, all was peace The Mcr-
gerihalcrs had ceased TO spout moulten
lead and form it into lines Of typc the
operators yawned, and were putting on
their coats preparatory to departure.
The clock licked monotonously in the
reportorial rooms; members Of the staff
were browsing around town. picking mp
stray hits Of news for the next daily
grind. In the editorial rooms sat the cdi
tor, what was to he the theme for his
talk tomorrow? Things seemed strangely
dead and uninteresting Why didn't
something startling happen;
ooh. well, tomorrow will do" and the
desk lid closed with bang, wheil-
"a telegram. sir" The clerk handed
the message; in moment it was torn
open, and these words were read.
Buffalo, Sept. Z, y. m.Presidcnl
Mckinley was shot ~ the Temple of Mn
sic at p. m. Two shots were fired an
s confusion.
There was silence for a moment lhe
telegraph clerk turned pale. The ramble
In the street continued and the ticking cf
the clock went on.
Then came change, the monster
known as tho printing plant must De-
aroused. The pressroom was notified the
foreman of the composing room. The
clerk called up Philadelphia paper: "ls
it true?' My God, yes hut talk quick, -
was the answer.
IN few minutes the wires were hot;
Western Union and Postal Telegraph
said: There is no doubt about it, rhc
foreman rushes in with what does it
meang" 1T means an extra edition. IS
the reply.
Then comes the scramble TO get tho
force together, and they soon come pour
ing in, pale, eager, all thinking Of the ter
riBle decd. and all calling for vengeance.
Get to work on the extra" is the COM
mand. and pens are flying telephones are
ringing, messenger boys are running, ami
all is excitement
The pressman unlocks the forms and
sends them up. muttering, you won't
sell ten extra copies" "Oh, yes we will, ="
remarked compositor, wen sell Il
hundred or two"
1t has been just thirty minutes slnce
the first dispatch was received. and ,he
forms Of the special are made up and are
going down. Five minutes more and the
press begins to revolvc, and the extra is
out.
The news had reached the street and
eager ncwsboys were waiting TO snatch
the first copies; in moment Market
street is filled with cries of: Evening
Journal, Extra edition. An about tn,
President being shot"
They didn't get a block; eager hands
snatched the paper. giving nickels anc
dimes, not waiting for the change. Thh
was the beginning. Not another papcl
containing the news was to be had. A
hundred boys were now in the pressroom
almost fighting for papers. The pres
Numbered ON. doing all that steel could dc
to satisfy the eager multitude.
"Scnd me fifty copies" said new
agent. Poor, timid man, he didn't knpv
that he should sell hundreds before tn
edition was exhausted. Then the agent
down the State began. From Dover
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