Anadarko daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 1901-190?, 1902-06-18

am not a writer. II were would
write story that would create a sen
sation. | have that much confidence in
myself Speaking OF confidence | re-
member when was a struggling stu
dent in Chicago | was living on so
small margin that frequently | was
unable to get anything to eat. but
was so full OF confidence that ! never
really felt hungry. My confidence once
persuaded me that | could write, but
after taking course in journalism |
crowded waste baskets with manu-
scripts without getting out OF them
(the manuscripts) enough money to
pay back the sum had borrowed from
friend for tuition while learning to
write.
| have a diploma-a real sheepskin
affair with the golden seal OF a college
OF journalism thereon. certifying that
am bachelor OF journalism. a B. J.
Yes. Big jay Later became a chem
ist and a hieroglyphist. A chemist is
one who can Gnalyze chemicals or com
pounds and a hierorlyphist is one who
can analyze hieroglyphics and con
POUNDS | an both and I fatter myself
rather my confidence flatters me into
believing myself a good embodiment OF
he principles OF both.
Well, my inkling of journalism was
sufficient to suggest to me the idea that
although | could not pick up my pen
and dip a story out Of my ink bottle.
there was one in there and good one
too, that a suggestive head could take
cut and spread all over sheets and
sheets of paper wanted that story
for a prize story contest, but my head
would not draw 1t out through the me
dium of pen. Accordingly | brought
my knowledge of chemistry into play
| reduced that bottle OF ink to sulphate
OF copper, gum acacia copperas. ex-
tract Of logwood and HsO. every in
gredient OF which bore traces OF a for
eiSn substance that concluded was
the story | was after. Proceeding |
eliminated the HsO by evaporation.
hoping that the story would not also
evaporate, reduced the remaining in
gradients to a fine powder spread the
powder on plate OF glass, suspended
the glass in glass conical retort by
means Of a piece OF mandolin string
exhausted the air. set the thing in
front OF me on my desk and while |
watched it. allowed my thoughts to
dwell on little love affair of former
days.
| do not believe in spirits. but the
powder on that plate actually got up
and danced all over the plate for about
ten minutes. finally settling down in
groups so arranged as to present many
hieroglyphic shapes. l exhausted my
knowledge of hieroglyphics in trying
to read them without being able to
decipher a story. After pondering a
while happy thought struck me. |
made wax impression OF the forms
the hieroglyphics-and constructed a
phonograph-lilSe register and sound
producing machine. Placing the regis
ter in position and receivers in both
ears turned on the current and lis
tened. I was surprised at what heard.
In fact, at hearing anything at all.
This is the story that heard and it
sounded as though the heroine was
whispering it to herself:
"Yes. remember our first meeting.
1t was on the front steps on July even
ing. Mr.. Hogan introduced us. Then
Jack asked me to go to church with
him. l had just recovered from a Sc
we're illness and could walk only a few
blocks He called carriage, and. oh.
how tenderly he assisted me in and out
and bade me lean on him in church. /
loved him from that hour. This is his
photograph.
Dear old Jack, wonder II he 4. still
in Chicago and does he ever walk by
that boarding house and think of Au-
gusta? Can ever forget how kind he
was to me the year following. How
he bought me books. candy. fruit, took
me to the theater, banquets. and away
out into the country on pleasant
drives. Dear old fellow. The park
how it used to delight him to take Just
me, board an electric car and spend an