The Greeley tribune., 1904-01-07
Ezra
Simpkins'
Scoop
Had No Call to Leather. but
Sailed HieA q Ink
From Letters From Il Self Made Mer-
chant to HIS SON." bB George Horace
Lorimer. BIZ permission Of SmdA, MIp-
nard & Co, Publishers. Boston


out to be terriers naturally calls to
mind the case of my old friend Jere-
miah Simpkins' son. There isn't sol
ider man In the Boston leather trade
than jeremiah, nor a bigger scamp
that the law can't touch than his son
Ezra. There isn't an ounce of real
meanness in Ezra's whole body, but
he's Just naturally and unintentionally
q maverick. When he came out Of col
ege his father thought that few
years experience in the hide depart
ment Of Graham & Co. would be a good
thing for him before he tackled the
leather business. So l wrote to send
him on and would give him a job,
supposing of course that was getting
a yearling of the steady, old. reliable
Simpkins strain.
l was a little uneasy when Ezra re-
ported. because he didn't just look as
II he had had a call to leather He was
a tall. spare New EnGlander, with one
of those knobby foreheads which has
been pushed out by the overcrowding
of the brain or bulged by the thicken-
ing of the skull, according as you like
or dislike the man. His manners were
easy or familiar by the same standard.
He told me right at the start that
while he didn't know just what he
wanted to do he was dead sure that ii
wasn't the leather business. 1t seemed
that he had said the same thing to bis
father and that the old man had an
swered, Tut. tut" and told him to
forget 1t and to learn hides.
Simpkins learned all that he wanted
to know about the packing industry in
thirty days, and l learned all that l
wanted to know about Ezra in the
same time. Pork packing seemed to be
the only thing that he wasn't interested
in. got his resignation one day just
five minutes before the one which
was having written out for him was
ready. for ! will do Simpkins the JUS
about him. He and his father split up
temporarily over it, and of course 1t
cost me the old mans trade and friend
ship. l want to say right here that the
easiest way in the world to make enc
mics is to hire friends.
l lost sight of Simpkins for awhile.
and then he turned up at the Office one
morning as friendly and familiar as
ever. Said he was a reporter and want
ed to interview me on the December
wheat deal. OF course l wouldn't talk
on that, but I gave him little father
Iy advice-told him he would sleep in
hall bedroom all his life If he didn't
quit his foolishness and go back to his
father. though didn't really believe 1t.
He thanked me and went of and wrote
column about what might have said
about December wheat. and somehow
gave the impression that had said it.
The next heard of Simpkins he was
dead. The Associated Press dispatches
announced it. the Cuban junta con
firmed it and last of all long dispatch
from Simpkins himself detailed the cir
cumstances leading up to the "atrOc-
ity." the headlines in his paper called
it.
got long wire from Ezra's father
asking me to see the managing editor
and get at the facts for him. 1t seemed
that the paper had thought a heap of
Simpkins and that he had been sent
out to Cuba as correspondent and sta
toned with the insurgent army. Simp-
kins in Cuba had evidently lived up to
the reputation of Simpkins in Chicago.
When there was any news he sent it,
and when there wasn't he just made
news and sent that along.
The first word of his death had come
in his own letter. brought across on a
filibustering steamer and wired on
from Jacksonville. 1t told, with close
attention to detail-something he had
learned since he left mellow he had
strayed away from the little band of
insurgents with which he had been
out scouting and had blundered into
the Spanish lines. He had been prompt
ly made prisoner. and, despite his pa
pers proving his American citizenship
and the nature of his job and the red
cross on his sleeve, he had been tried
by drumhead court martial and sen
tenced to be shot at dawn. All this he
mad written out and then that his ac-
count might be complete he had gone
on and imagined his own execution.
Ihis was written in sort of pigeon.
or perhaps you would call it black
Spanish, English, and let on to be the
work Of the eyewitness to whom
Simpkins had confided his letter. He
had been the sentry over the prisoner,
and for small bribe IN hand and the
promise Of larger one from the paper
he had turned his back on Simpkins
while he wrote out the story. and aft
erward had deserted and carried It to
the Cuban lines
The account ended Then, as the or
der to fire was given by the lieutenant.
Senor Simpkins raised bis eyes toward
heaven and cried, 4 protest in the name
OF my American citizenship" At the
end OF the letter. and not intended for
publication, was scrawled: This is n
bully SCOOP for YOU bows but it,s ,,-o<