The Intermountain Catholic. (Salt Lake City [Utah] ;) 1899-1920, 1903-12-05
Hrty, King Of the neWsboyS.

ish boy, small alert, wiry intelligent and rood
looking. He has the brightest red cheeks and the
brightest brown eyes of any boy that ever daily
or nightly, serenaded Lottas fountain TO the we'll
known falsetto of "Pipers! pipers!-al about the
prize fght-suc-mu rda-prize fght-tran-wr-er-
er-prize Observation-Disclosures fght-mister! Yes
sure all about the prize fight. Extra edition! .
lips on the prize fight" etc. And he is Justly
entitled to the honor of the title. Arty is at the
head of his profession, and aspres to greater
things And from the manner in which he han
dies his little arms- it is pretty ceraH that he will
come near getting almost anything that he goes
after He has the energy and the brains that
match it.
Arty, at my earnest request. was telling me
something of his professional and home life, when
wagonload of papers-frst cdition-drove up to
the curb.
'Scuse me, Idly, for Jest few minutes. while
| sorve de boys" said he. Then / watched his
fingers fly along the edges of great bundles of
papers he handed them out to scores of nervous
urchins who circled around him. Still, quick as
flash down went the number of papers against
the name of each boy. on a little tablest which he
held in the palm of his hand, with his little finger
pressed against it. while his thumb did the light
ming calculations the big bundles in the wagon.
In an incredibly short time forty or fifty little
chaps were scattering in all directions. making
burring sound through the atmosphere with the
'Ex-tr-r-all about the a-r-rwa-ran prize fight
Mister" and Arty was back on the curb with the
same characteristic yell on his lips, where prize
fight and mister seemed to be the only English
words spoken. This scene repeated again and
again, but having heard considerable of the King
of the Newsboys. | concluded to wait around and
see how he ruled in his peculiar domain and it
interesting that it was 80 before [ knew
it. The last edition was out and the king gra-
ciously gave me an audience.
Then the king told me something of his life
which goes to show WHY his authority is undis-
pued by his strange, heterogeneous followers. who
composed of the children of every civilized ma
ton and some that do not look very civilized In
answer to my query. he said:
Eyes, yer right; newsboy has some ambition
besides blowing in his money on de races and
nickel-n-de-slot machines. We earn our money,
nickel at a time, and don't feel like throwing
it away in 1O-plunk pieces At least, any boy that
isn't chump doesn't Yes, we do make good
wages if we hustle, but some kids quit as soon as
dey earn six bits; and dey think dey're rich You
can't do nothing with them
How big were you when you commenced sell
ing papers Z" [ asked.
well, | was just five years old so you see [
was pretty little. No, didn't have to; my folks
were living, but I've always wanted to go into
business for myself, and make my own money. In
that case, a boy can't start in too soon'
"But how did you manage about SCHOOL," [
asked, seeing that, with the exception of a few
words that boys who are about town pick up, he
spoke quite we'll and fuently
I'm, there was no trouble about that, he
piled, Il never missed day from school, and |
graduated from grammar schoon when [ was Is.
See my accounts on that pad" he continued, as
he displayed neat row of figures, showing the
number of papers each boy took. "Why, 1 can
keep a set of books with any in town. and
what more does any qboy want" he inquired
For the life~of me / couldn't tell in a second
Just what more a boy really did want
After awhile. however, it to me that as
the king grew he would wish to earn dollars in
stead of nickels, and as he ruled over and out
generated all the other boys in his line, sug
gested that he might take hand in debating pol
itics
"Nixyr' said his majesty from his throne on
the curb. "a man can't be honest and be in pol
tics"
This shocked me, and I inquired in most in
creduous tone: 'ln either party! Surely, you do
not mean that~
ooh, yes 1 do" he replied. 'sYou ladies don't
know jest what politics is. | have lots of chances
to make dishonest money, but ] won't take them.
I'd rather make one honest dollar than twenty
dishonest dollars"
But you will go into some other business when
you get big" | insisted.
Nope" said King Arty, as he shook his head.
81 newspaper man. [ wouldn't be anything
else / like all newspaper men-and- and-news
paper ladies'" said he as he looked kindly down on
me: "but I'll get store and sell stationery, books
and papers-all the papers in the country. If [
do anything else twill be on the outside" he con-
cuded
But now that you are king, you will want
queen of these days when you get big" / said
At this he laughed one of the jolliest boy loughs
| ever heard.
'Why, you won't believe it. but I've got de
queen, and two little kids besides-one six weeks
old and de other year and half and dere's our
address out Castro. nice little fiat, paid $1,000
furnish it, and have $4,000 in de bank to start
my business with Come out and see de kinds
You'd like dem. They're tt" he laughed, with
his brown eyes a-sparkle.
And as my eyes took on the proportions and
activity Of Emanuele Aschierdos he graciousy
said:
knew I'd surprise you; de ladies all think I'm
about IA or Is. and often say: Keep de change,
Arty,' but I'm 26 and been in the newspaper bust
ness for twentyone years; still everyone things I'm
kid
But how do you de q l eagerly asked GIVE
me the receipt. Some members of your profess
sion do not earn over thousand dollars week;
and beauty doctor the--what-do-you =
Yes, thank you; on the side-wouId really be a
great help if [ knew the secret of the rosy checks,
bright eyes. etc"
at wouldn't be to you; the ladies what
chase de beauty doctor wouldn't take de medicine;
but III tell it to you Just the same if you like.
never chews, smokes, drinks or plays de races so
of course | never worries, and ] goes to bed at
9 o'clock. Don't bother with no beauty factory;
dey are no good; jest stick TO de newspaper work
and yorr money" said his he