Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1903-03-09

will be sent from there in sealed envel-
Opes to the composing room. One set
of proofs will be pulled and that will
come to you. After you have approved
| them / want to see them. You will take
my office boy and keep the door locked.
win see that lunch is sent in to you.
l do not want the story sent out to the
composing room till midnight and of
course you will not need Mr.. Roberts
| till very late" Thus, with scarcely a
| pause, Markham jerked out his instruc-
lions. Watson, delighted, turned to
| leave, but suddenly remembering the
map, said: ooh, about the artists 2"
| "I'll attend to that" snorted Markham;
"Mr. Bacon will report to you within
| half an hour. Tell him what you want
done and he will see that the work is
done secretly. / guess that everybody
connected with the story in any way
will have to stay here till the third is
on the street. 1t is the only safe way.
I will hold the printers till 4 o'clock.
| Understand. young man, there must be
no leaks tonight, not If you have to
strange some one
| Watson rushed to his room and fever
ishly began for a night of terrific work
under great pressure. First he took the
map and dashing 1t with ink spots in
| dicated the twenty or more new lines to
be absorbed by the already great United
States railway.
| Bacon, the artist, came In before he
had finished, and turning to him. Wat
son indicated what he wanted. DRAW
this map of the United States" he said;
put the present United States line in
livery heavy black, and the lines I have
marked in black one-half as wide. Make
lit all black and strong, however, and
be sure the cut prints black" Bacon
tucked the map under his arm and
walked out. The door closed with a
bang and the lock snapped into place,
but Watson was already delving into
his railroad reports and manuals for
information of the organization, mile
age, equipment, and financial condi-
| ton, earning power and physical state
| of the various railroads that We're to
be taken. He hunted out the list of
directors, the officers of the board, the
l
and figured out the combinations, and
the number of men who would probab-
lily be forced out by the consolidation
He speculated upon the changes in
traffic arrangements that the great deal
would necessitate, the effect of the
merging of the roads upon rates and the
consequent benefit or blight upon the
| tributary country. This took hours and
he had scarcely gotten under way on his
introduction, when there was a rap
ping at the door and he opened it to
| find Roberts, his copy reader and
Markham's copy boy. ready for duty.
| Small Dan had fist full of big en-
velopes addressed, Foreman, Compos-
ing Room, Personal" and in his other
hand he gripped an extra key to the
door of Watson's room. DE ole man
said for youse to keep de door locked
and for me to keep mum and carry de
key, see" Dan tumbled into a chair
and waited for copy. Roberts got ready
for business and the Globe Wall Street
man dashed at his introduction. Page
after page he tossed over to the waiting
Roberts with the brief pointed remark,
set in long primer. triple loaded
across the page" On and on went the
untiring pencil till Watson got to the
place where he wanted to use the Off
cial statement. He stopped his intro
duction with colon and, throwing the
official statement to Roberts just as
it came from President Matthews he
| yelled in a strained voice, put it in
| full face across the page and lead with
plea slugs."
| Small Dan by this time was making
regular trips to the composing room,
and while Roberts was getting the Off
| cial statement into shape, Watson be-
gan on the detailed story of what the
great deal would mean to the properties
affected, the country traversed by the
railroads that were to be absorbed. He
| was filled and crammed to Overlooking
with his subject, and he wrote on and
on. Finally when the Tribune clock
chimed midnight the Globe Wall Street
man finished his last sheet, and tossing
lit to Roberts, suddenly remembered
that he had had no dinner and was
hungry. Dan was waiting for copy,
| but he knew his business and crying,
Gee, | thinks we'se goin' to have a
| feast" opened the door and dragged
| into the room two baskets of lunch and
a steaming pot of coffee. Watson made
a dive for edibles and Roberts thrust
i ing the last envelope into Dams fist.
went to his assistance. Dan uttered
a protest about being handicapped
and raced off for the composing room,
eager to get back in time to participate
| in the refreshments.
Watson was drawn and tired. The
food revived him, and when the proofs
came down little after one o'clock,
he read the story from end to end
with infinite care. Roberts was writ
| ing great scare heads for each of
the three pages on which the story was
to appear. Finally the heads were in
type and proofs of them taken also.
These were all approved by Watson and
sent in a sealed envelope to Markham
by Dan.
Now that the pressure was off, a re-
action came over Watson. The min
utes he waited for. an answer from
Markham seemed like hours to him and
after waiting, this was all he got:
Great! I'll make it UP myself: map,
introduction, and full face statement
on front page, story following on sec
ond and third
Two hours followed and they seemed
|interminable to Watson. Roberts de-
INJURED at having to stay cooped up in
the room till four o'clock, but finally
went to sleep after desultory CONVEX