The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1904-01-22
A NEWSPAPER STORY

This particular newspaper was, accord
ing TO its custom and design, an educator,
guide monitor, a champion and
household counsellor and wade mecum.
From IFS many excellencies might be
selected three editorials. One was in SIM
pie and ehaste bur Illuminating language
directed 10 parents and teachers, depre-
eating corporal punishment FOR children
l. Another was an accusive and significant
- warnine addressed TO a notorious labor
leader WHO was on the po-nt OF in stig2t-
ing his clients TO 4 troublesome strike
The third was an eloquent demand that
the police force be sustained and aided
in everything that tended to increase its
effeiency as public garo-ars ard serv-
ants.
Besides these more important chidings
and acquisitions upon the store OF good
citizenship was wise prescription or
form of procedure laid out by the edi-
) tor of the heart-to-heart column in the
specific case Of a young man who had
complained of the obduracy OF his lady
love. teaching him how he might win her.
=. Again, there was, on the beauty page.
n . complete answer to lady inquirer
! who desired Ammunition toward the secur-
fng of bright eyes. rosy checks and a
beautiful countenance
One other item requiring special cogniz-
9nce was a brief personal" running
thus:
DEAR JACK-Forgiye me. You were
right Meet ne corner Madison and
I'll ar $50 this morning. We leave
> at noon. PENITENT.
At so'clocl young man with a bag
gard look and a feverish CLEAN Of unrest
In his eye dropped a penny and picked
up the top paper as be passed Giuseppi
stand 4 sleepless night had left him a
! late riser There was an Office TO be
leir cached by g. and shave and hasty
cup OF coffee TO be crowded into the in
tervsl
He visited his barber shop and then
hurried on his way He pocketed his pa
per, neditating a belated perusal OF it at
the luncheon hour. At the next corner
II fell from his pocket. carrying with it
his pair of rev gloves. Three blocks
he walked, missed tie gloves and turned
back tuning
Just on The half hour ne reached the
corner where lay the gloves and paper
But he strangely ignored that which he
had come to seek He was holding two
little hands as tightly as ever he could
ard looking into two penitent brown eyes,
while joy rioted in his heart
Dear Jack" she said, Il knew you
would be here or time
Il wonder what she mears by that"
he was saying TO himself. hut it's al
right: it's all right
A big wind pulled out of the west,
picked up the paper from the sidewalk,
opened il out and sent it flying and
whirling down 4 side street. Up that
street was driving a skittish bay to a
spider-wheel buggy the young man who
had written to the heart-to-heart editor
: Tor a recipe that he might win her for
whom he sighed.
The wind, with a prankish furry. flap
Pod the flying newspaper against the face /
sof the skittish bay. There was length !
] ened streak OF bay mingled with the red I
OF running gear that stretched itself ous I
Tor four blocks. Then a water hydrant 1
played its part in the cosmogony. the I
buggy became matchwooc as foreordain- /
ed. and the driver rested very quietly I
!, where he had been flung on the asphalt 1
ln front of 4 certain browrstone man. /
SION
They came out and had him inside very
promptly. And there was one who made /
herself a pillow for his head. and cared I
for no Curious eyes. bending over aQd I
saying. "Oh, it was you; it was you all 1
the time Bobby. Couldn't you see it? 1
And il you die. why. so must l. and"
But in all this wind we must hurry TO +
keep in touch with our paper.
Policeman O'Brine arrested it as a 4
character dangerous to traffic. Straight |
ening it's dishevelIed leaves with his big \
slow fingers, he stood a few feet from 1
the family entrance OF the Shandon Bel
Cafe One headline he spelled out pom /
derousiy: The Papers to the Front in a +
Move 10 Help the Police
But whisht: The voice OF Danny. the /
head bartender through the crack Of the l
door: Here's 4 nip for we. Mike. ou.d +
man"
Behind the widespread. arlicabie coll /
unans OF the press Policeman O'Brine re-
eofves swiftly his nip of the real stuff
He moves away stalwart, refreshed. fort
flied 70 his duties. Might not the editor
man view with pride the early. the spirit
uaI, the literal fruit that had blessed
labors?
Policeman O'Brine folded the paper and
roked it playfuIy under the arm of a
small boy that was passing. That boy
was named Johnny. and he took the
paper home with him. His sister was
named Gladys. and she had written TO
the beauty editor OF the paper asking
for the practicable touchstone cf beauty.
That was weeks ago. and she had ceased
90 look fer an answer. Gladys was q
pale girl. with dull eyes ard discontent-
I'D expression. She was dressing TO 90 up
70 the avenue TO set some braid Beneath
her skirt she pinned TWO leaves OF the
paper Johnny had brought. When she
! walked the rustling sound was an exact
imitation OF the real thing.
On the street she met the Brown girl
tfrom the fat below and stopped . talk.
The Brown girl turned green Only silk
1t IS yard could MAKE the sound that
the heard when Gladys moved. The
Brown girl. consumed by Jealousy. said
sorne.hing sri eful and went her way.
With pinched lips.
GLADYS proceeded toward the avenue.
Her eyes now sparkled like jage-fon-
tetns- rosy bloom visited her cheeks:
. Triumphant. subtle, vivifying smile
transagursd her face. She was beauti-
f0i- Gould the beauty editor have seen
,eesr then There was something in he-
saind feelings towards others in order to
make plain features attractive.
The labor leader against whom the pa
pess solemn and weighty editorial in
junction was laid was the father Of
Gladya !