The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1903-03-01
RI)AhHgE BY
WICHITA BOY
Scribe Publishes Story Written
by Raymond JOceIyn.
BASED ON HOME INCIDENT
Is One Of His Many Productions
in Five Years.
BASED ON HOME INCIDENT

In the last number of the Scribe,
magazine published in the east, Ray
Inond JOcelyn has a story 1t Is based
on an incident he saw here on the streets
of Wichita and SO for that reason as
well as because it is written by Wich-
Eta author, it is of interest TO wichita
people Mr. Jocelyn has been writing
for five years and he has made credit
able Roadway. The first story he ever
wrote was accepted By the publishers
to whom he presented it first. This IN
itself was very lucky, for many times
stories are offered to eighteen publish
ing houses. There was a coincident In
regard to it. 1t is entitled The Maiden
Production" and it was his maiden
production.
The story in the Scribe follows:
1t was a case Of emergency, it seemed
and no time for the considering of pub
lie opinion. as she labored unprotected
through the rain, with her skirt pulled
ND TO the undignified height Of showing
an array Of embroidered petticoads. just
rs she PASSED Maj. Haley one OF her
bundles splashed into the gutter.
The major undertook the role Of the
good Samaritan, landing, IN sitting
posture, in the streamlet, whilst his hat,
umbrella and satchel played a game Of
scatteration among themselves.
beg pardon" he said, blinking through
his disarranged hair, while his mack
intosh, spreading out like the jib-tops1
halliards when in breeze, made Iudl-
crous scene of his predicament
She cIutched her skirts in alarm. dane
ing two-step in a screw improvised
Of 1nv hum
follow in accelerated precipitation after
their liberated companion.
mo cause for trepidarion, madam; IN
merely an officer striving for his laurels'
and perfectly harmless"
The packages burst in drumming tat
too upon mis- head and shoulders. Under
present contingencies ! believe 1 need
something more releasing than crackers,
or cheese or dried beef he remarked,
rising Don't you thing so, madam
She had recovered her equipoise suf-
fcientIy to enter into the spirit of their
comedy.
yes" she laughed unrestrainedly,
''your resting place isn't very desirable
But please get the articles out before
they're all soaked up, won't your
'Tn try, madam" fishing for the var
ious objects. including his own prop
erty.
This is something new for me. and
I'm doubtful whether l can make a sue
cess or not. shortly he declared, striv-
ing with a maple branch to effect
c. pture.
Cant you get out on that board?"
she suggested. rs it safer
1T looks rather dubious. madam. I'll
make one more trial before venturing out
on it
But the effort was futile; he only man
aged to push the things farther from
him. down with the current.
"Ah, retreatingi The enemy won't re-
capitulate; l must alter my tactics and
get nearer their picket lines"
Wait" as he started for the board
LET me test it first"
well" pausing for his action, when
you are ready, Gridley, you may fire"
She tried it with stick; it seemed
secure.
"All right go ahead; please be care
full, though" she cautioned. But ap-
pearances are oftentimes deceitful, and
eplashi went the major a second time
into the water.
IT'S your fault, madam this time"
he demonstrated. putting and blinking
energeHcally. L came here to recon
hotter, but find myself inveigled. Ger
faln you're not in alliance with the foe?"
he asked abruptly.
''Why. no, 1 maintain a position Of
neutrality" with a little laugh at the
suggestion. But I'm in sympathy more
with you than the retreating enemy
Am sorry I've made you get yourself
so wet and muddy; never mind, 1 can
do without them"
mo, indeed, madam; you may sur
render. but I don't. You forget this is
the battle OF Waterloo and-well Well
ington, though hard-pressed, is deter
mined to fight it out. It's merely mat
ter of diplomacy, anyhow. and 1 ought
to be equal to the occasion and prove
am worthy of my station by executing
some Napoleonic strategems.
Her approximations with him were use
less; he would maneuver according TO
his own tactics
Then. excuse me, sir. come into the
present and throw me that umbrella
I'm nearly ACKNOWLEDGMENT il, quick. be-
fore it floats past you!''
IF YOU are wet madam. what do
you think of your aide-de-camp?" he