Perth Amboy evening news., 1905-10-27
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himself pretty close to down anu Jul
from the financial point of view, ane
when he found that the old gentlemal
his dad-back east wasn't doing any
producing in response to MS urseh'
appeals for coin by wire, the youna
fellow figured that, as it was PROBABLY
going to be a case OF make MS OWL
living for a space, Journalism, with .
capital j, ought to be the thing rol
him.
so he presented himself to the city
editor of the paper that I'm attached
to. The city editor, a kindly chap
looked the young fellow over. Hec
heard about the young fellows, father.
of course, and the young chap didn't
look unlikely, at that-he'd been
through one Of the big universities
and so the city editor thought that
the reportorial thing might be drum
med into the young man after awhile
So he took him On.
The university educated son OF the
millionaire happened to be the only
reporter in the city room when the
city editor came across a half-stick
line in the last edition of an evening
paper stating that the body of a very
lovely young woman, of evident re,
finement, had been taken from the
lake late that evening, and that the
body was at the South side morgue.
THE city editor instantly saw the
story in that, of course, but he had ali
of his men out OF their evening as
signments, and SO he handed the clip
ping to the new young man who
thought he'd make a hit in Journal.
ism,' and told him to hustle out and
nail the story.
b" Here is a chance for you,' said
the city editor in his kindly way tc
the son of the eastern millionaire. 1t
looks as If it ought to pan ou into q
first-page spread story. Dig up all the
details and get me a first-rate story,
and it won't hurt o n around
here
THE young fellow grabbed a bunch
of copy paper and started out. He
was gone till II o'clock that night.
Meantime the South side police re-
porter had telephoned in to the city
editor that there was a big suicide
story back of the finding of the young
woman's body, that he himself was up
to his ears in some other sizeable pO-
lice stories, and asking the city editor
ii he had a man out on the morgue
case. The city editor replied that he
had, and he already saw the bank
head on the big story the university
educated young man was going to
bring in.
THE young fellow strolled into the
Office a bit after II o'clock, while the
city editor was out for a bite of lunch,
and he sat down at a desk and wrote
about a hundred words, to the effect
that a young woman of pleasing APP
pearance, with many jeweled rings on
her fingers, had been picked up in the
lake by some boatmen, and that the
body was reposing On a slab at the
South side morgue. He further set
forth the fact that a pocketbook that
had been found within the drowned
young woman's waist giving the name
of Miss So-an-So, and that there was
in the pocketbook, in addition, an UNI
sealed letter addressed to an extreme
ly prominent young Chicago man
about town.
That's all. The new young man
had just finished writing his little hun
bred words when the city editor came
in, and, eSpying the university-e du-
Gated youth who had been out on the
big story, he rushed over to his desk
and eagerly picked up his copy. He
came near falling down when he read
those hundred words.
Did you go to the young woman's
address on Prairie avenue?' he gasped.
No, SIR replied the journalist,
hunting through his pockets for a
match to light his, cigarette. L thought
that as long as | got her name from
the visiting card that would do
The city editor backed up to the
water cooler TO get a drink, in order
to moisten his parched throat.
Did you hun up the man whose
name is given in that unsealed let
ter? he managed to articulate.
" No, sir, was the reply; Il didn't
suppose the poor old chap was to
blame in any way, you know, and so
| thought
In two jumps the city editor
reached one of the non-colleg,an re-
porters, who was writing a story of no
very great importance, and in Just 20
seconds the non-collegian reporter had
MS hat and coat on and was off in
quest OF the details of one of the most
sensational suicides that had occurred
in Chicago in years.
The city editor didn't have time to
nre the millionaire's son that night.
but when the new young man made
us appearance in the city room the
next day the city editor called him
INTO his room, closed the door and
said:
" My boy, be good, and go home to
your paw. He needs you. He'll be
good to you If you'll only be good to
him. It's dead easy to be good, too.
ii you ODlV half trv Won don't lilo