CanÌƒon City record. [volume] (CanÌƒon City, Colo.) 1883-192?, 1903-01-29


lish correspondent addressed to his pa
per.
Russian uoops repulsed with great losses Tar
tars enter kalyyan this day.
These words ended the dispatch.
MY turn now" said Alcide Jolivet.
who tried to pass his dispatch address
ed TO his cousin of the Montmartre Fau-
bourg.
But that did not suit the English re-
porter. who thought of remaining at
the window as long as he should have
news to transmit, as fast as fresh
events might occur, SO he did not give
place to his confrere.
you are through" cried Alcide Joll-
vet
Il am not through Simply answered
Harry Blount.
And he went on writing words which
he passed to the operator. who read
very quietly:
In the beginning God created heaven and earth
They We're verses from the Bible Har-
ry Blount was telegraphing to gain
time and not give place to his rival.
That would probably cost a few thou
sand rubles to his paper. but his paper
would have the first Information.
France might wait.
Think OF the anger of Alcide Jolivet.
who under any other circumstances
would have appreciated the joke. He
even insisted that the operator should
take his dispatches in preference to
those of his confrere.
THAT is the right of the gentleman"
said the employee coolly. pointing to
Harry Blount, smiling kindly to him.
And he continued to transmit to The
Daily Telegraph the first book of the
holy writ.
While he was operating Harry Blount
went to the window. and with his glass
he observed what was going on about
Kalyvan. SO as to complete his informa-
ton.
A few minutes later he took his place
again at the office window and added
to his telegram:
Two churches in flames. The FIRE seems to gain
the right. The earth was without form and
void. Darkness covered the face OF the earth.
Alcide Jolivet had simply a ferocious
desire to strangle the honorable re-
porter of The Daily Telegraph.
He once more called upon the en-
ployee. who again coolly answered:
1T is his right sir; 1t is his right
Ten copecks word"
And he telegraphed the following
news. handed him by Blount:
Russian refugees escape the city. And God said.
Let there be light. and there light"
Alcide Jolivet was literally transport
ed with rage.
Meanwhile Harry Blount was again
at the outside window. but this time
absentminded probably on account of
the spectacle he saw. he made his OBJ
servations too long. So when the op-
orator had finished sending the third
verse of the Bible Alcide Jolivet quiet
ly took his place at the wicket and. as
his colleague had done, placed a re-
spectacle pile OF rubles on the desk
and handed his dispatch. which the en-
ployee read aloud:
Madeleine Joliyet, 10 Faubourg Montmsrtre, Paris:
kalyyan, Government Of omsk. Aug 6.--Run-
sways hy from the city. Russians beaten Furi-
Gus pursuit by the Tartar4
And when Harry Blount came back
he heard Alcide Jolivet completing his
telegram. singing musingly with mock
cry:
There little man all dressed in gray In
Paris"
Alcide Jolivet thought 1t better not to
mix sacred things with profane as his
colleague had done, and he answered
by a joyful chorus of Beranger to the
verses OF the Bible.
AT that moment q commouon shook
the telegraph office. A shell had en-
tered the wall. and a cloud OF dust fill
ed the waiting room.
Alcide Jolivet was just finishing his
verse. "as red as an apple. who, with.
out penny" but without stopping
threw himself OH the shell, took 1t in
his hands before 1t exploded. threw 1t
out OF the window and came back to
the wicket. 1t was all done in an in
stant.
In five seconds the shell burst out
side.
Then. continuing his telegram with
perfect coolness. Alcide Jolivet wrote:
shell Of sixty pounds weight has burst
through the wall Of the telegraph Office. Expert
some Others OF caliber.
For Michael Strogon there was no
room to doubt but that the Russians
were repulsed from Kalyvan His last
resource was, then. to hasten over the
southern plain.
But then the general discharge OF
guns was heard terribly near the tele-
graph station, and hailstorm of bul.
lets crashed through the window. Har.
ry Blcunt. struck on the shoulder. fell.
Alcide Jolivet was at that moment
about to transmit this supplement to
his dispatch
Harry Blount. reporter Of The Daily Telegraph.
falls at my side, struck with piece Of bombsbel,
But the operator told him with i'm.
perturbable coolness:
''Sir, the wire is broken"