The Saint Paul globe., 1902-02-28

gallop out in this wet. About the time
we are through he will wish he had re-
manned down on the farm"
Then Raymer went on to explain the
play. Harris was instructed to go across
the street to a telephone. The Express
man was to wait there for ten minutes
to give the others a chance to disap-
pear When the ten minutes were used UP
he was to ring up headquarters, ask for
reporter and then tell the tale that was
to start the dub swimming the crossings.
The dub was all alone when the tele-
phone bell whirred, and the desk sergeant
turned the receiver over to him, when
the voice at the other end asked for
reporter
Hello, said the voice. "Who is this?"
This is the police reporter of the
STAR answered the dub
''Well this is the Great Western depot
If you get down here we will give you
a sensation. Can't tell you what it is, but
you had better hurry, for L am tired
telephoning for reporters, and if you
don't show here suddenly I'll lock UP for
the night
The dub carefully replaced the receiver
on its hook and then cautiously glanced
around the Office He was all alone, and
here at last he had chance to show the
crowd at the Office that he was able to
make good. The Great Western depot
was lar QOWH the avenue, dDOuL sixteen
blocks, and the rain was pouring down,
but there was a real beat in sight, and
the dub was out to make good.
The gang standing across the street
saw the door at headquarters open, and
then they saw a man turn up the collar
of his coat and dash out into the wet.
HE bit like regular pike laughed
Raymer, and then arm in arm the gang
started for a saloon to celebrate the Joke
The city editor of the Journal had an
engagement at the Commercial club the
next afternoon, but he cut out the en-
gagement and sat down at his desk to
wait for Raymer. The city ed4tor Of the
Express was also due at the. CONNER
cial club meeting, but, like the city
editor Of the Journal he sat at desk
waiting for Police Reporter Harris. In
the shops where the other members of
the gang claimed moving space other
city editors waited. Each waiter held a
copy of the morning Star in his hand.
Raymer was one of the early birds
and he reached the Journal office before
the others were out to breakfast.
Good morning." smiled the police re-
porter as he wandered in to talk about
things with the city editor
''It is not good morning. growled
the boss Of the city staff.
ooh. nothing, only you just read that
SIOIys dISWGI60 lI6 CITY 0u1lOI, udnQ-
ing over the copy of the Star.
Raymer read for about seven minutes
and then he reached for a piece of
copy paper He wrote for about three
minutes and without word handed the
slip of paper to the city editor. The man
at the desk read:
''City Editor Journal-Please accept my
resignation and don't say word / am
going back to the farm. Yours, Ray
mer."
'Old man. said the city editor, 81
don't blame you. Here the Star has q
dub on the police run and you let him
go on down to that depot and get a
two-column story about finding the
chopped up pieces Of a woman in a trunk
and you don't even know that the police
are working on the biggest mystery of
the year. Yes, Billy, go back to the
farm"
The dub still looks a dub, but he is
still working the police run for the Star
and he is still willing to get out in the
rain to investigate tips telephoned to
headquarters.