Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1907-01-26


strange congestion. and | can feel now
the sudden rssulslon OF feelins thai
surged over my childish heart when
through an accident the caldron tipped
over and disclosed itself to be of Hat
painted scenery with burning calcium
behind H. II was n disillusionment
but fortunately n keen sense Of hum.
or came TO nv relief then. and fortu-
nately for me that same sense Of humor
has fingered close by me since and
come TO my rescue when other more
real establishments OF life have come.
and ] have seen men and women with
all their scenic effects toppie over as
did that unfortunate caldron. The
newspaper Office is a good place to
learn that "all 81 not gold that gilt
ters."
We OF the craft see the people who
are trying to keep up appearances and
live beyond their means. straining ev-
cry nerve TO keep neck and neck at
least with their neighbors over tho
way. We see the dignified lawyer lose
MS temper over some trivial thing:
we see the broken hearted woman an
hour after they have brought home her
husband. dead We see the mother
less little ones with n drunken father
Just sent up for thirty days. We see
the young fellow so thin and pale. al q.
ready within the grip OF the Great
While Ilaaih n. A
at the station. with a pathetic hope in
his unnaturally bright eyes and the de-
ceptiye flush upon the cheek that tells
TO those who know its own fatal story
We see him grow more III day by day
AT first he passed our office every day
and we met him In the parks sitting In
the sunshine. He grows thinner aud
the shoulders droop over the poor
shrunken chest as though to protect II
from the wind. We see him only occa.
sionally now. and by and by We do not
see him at all and we know that he will
not come again.
We look into the bold eyes OF crime
and ask II why II did the cruel deed
We are sent to the house OF a mother
whose only daughter has fed to hide
the shame OF broken and ruined life
from the eyes Of even the one who
bore her. and we are brought face to
lace with an agony that death can
never bring. We see the sweet. trust
Ing young wife Of few months whose
husband has deserted her for another
woman.
And then we see and know other
things-things that II they were writ
ten would make so-called yellow jour-
nalism look pale cream color In com
parison. More stories than the public
ever dreams Of are denied Il for the
sake OF some enc else who would feel
the cruel hurt and sting. while the
world read and eagerly asked for more.
Newspaper workers come across more
unburied dead Of this kind than one
ever knows Of and many a story that
is good stun from newspaper mans
viewpoint is given quiet burial in the
heart OF the one who discovered II.
You criticise Ms harshly sometimes.
you blame us for what we tell. But,
oh. my friends II Won only knew wbo,
we didn't tell-eyen the worst nj ma
sometimes-you would have n warmer
softer spot in your heart than Won
have for those who earn their breaJ
and butter and cod fish and cream by
writing for the Journals, Indeed n
might more often be pound cahe and
porterhouse steak II we wrote of ain
the things we hear,
In newsnaner worL n, row,.,. ola.
,ou see bumani,v an ,,s arard ,.,,.
Il masoue torn an and som.,,.,as
your hearts sti,, in awe n, wha, rou
see One DAYS worL an 4 ,ewsnan.r
NAV he n thing n, tragedy ana oomaay
80 closely interwoven that w, can
not tell warn from wooS thread Tha
light and the shade are distributed an
such dramatic contrast that vour emo.
lions are kent in a cors,on, ,,rmo,,
from morning rim niyht and at ,ha
end of the day your nerves are reduced
to the condition of a shredded cocoa. +,
nut.