The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1907-10-25

The CITY editor was SCrattNlhA aN ~
FOR dear life. but he couldn't keep up
with the calls for copy from below y
was one Of those days when. % use
his own expression. everything was
! hailed up" in the Office one OF The
l suh-reporters was sick. another was
\ attending the funeral OF his father.
/ and q third was on the chase after
] sensational scoop that would turn
the other dailies green with envy, and
I subject more than a few well meaning
young men who failed 10 get there, 10
editorial scoring The young woman
who read the proof. and varied the
occupation by broadening her finger
tips on the keys u the typewriter.
after sneezine all the forenoon with
an incipient attack OF the grippe had
been excused and gone home
The city editor himself vas engaged
on a pertinent little story" designed
10 expose the boodlng methods OF the
opposite party in the Fifth ward
There We're certain appointed days
for these eXpositions and this was
one % them 80. with his coat OF and
his hair standing on end. Ia porcu.
pine quills. he was bonins right down
70 IL. wishing he had like Briareus.
hundred hands TO bring 70 the varied
duties Of the hour When the devil
came in with a handful OF proof-slips.
and lad them on his desk
This seemed TO be the last straw
e. ~ Drrla ".
was certainly treading upon an
others heels. so fast they followed
The city editor groaned. and followed
up the groan with that which despera-
tion alone excused "a soliloQuy
What in the thunder am sorry
to De Obliged to write it. but ,ha.
was what he said-"what in the thun-
der am / 10 DO with this proof2
Give il To me- | will read IT,"
came an unexpected answer from be
hind him"
The city editor jumped as II a bomb
had exploded in the rear Of him, and
suddenly turned around What his
sstonished eyes beheid was young
woman sitting al the desk back OF
his own. She wore a big black hat
with four and twenty black birds.
more or less. standing on their heads.
with wings extended and tails in air.
upon either side its crown. He fur
Their noticed. for like most men.
the city editor was great on details
OF dress. that she had on a silk shirt
waist of some kind or other" He
guessed at the wide skirt and tan
shoes below H.
You? Who are you?" asked the
city editor. in extreme surprise. for
getting his manners. and scrutinizing
her with a power Of cool stare in his
eyes. equal to 4 brown stone fronts"
Yet. surprised as he was. he couldn't
help noting the absurdity Of the small
young face framed in the ugly style
OF fashionably-partcd hair. which
causes a maiden in her teens to ap-
pear as if. like Buddha. she might have
been 81 one times her own ancestor;
transforms the rosy curves OF We
nus into the severe lines of Minerva
"I?" She gave musical little
laugh. and her serious countenance
relaxed Il ar. a young woman in
search Of something TO live by You
were SO busy when ! came in.
didn't like y disturb you with in.
quiries
Humph" calculated the city edit
or in that disagreeable tone denying
Fate has placed her patent on. and TO
which the young woman took immedi-
ate exception. For, alas. it is not
always that meekness is one Of needs
distinctive qualifications
I'm sure said she. a little spirited
ly 1t is not the peasantest thing in
the world to feel the need for doing
much less 10 ask for work" Her
voice faltered and came near breaking
on the end Of the sentence. The blue
fire in her eyes seemed about TO be
quenched in tears Was she going to
cry Good gracious, What was 70
be done with her II she went to cry
ing? The city editor was a single
man and did not know what might be
the proper thing to do in such an
I emergency
We'll said he a little ungracious-
\ "; III you can read proof. go over
| this" and he bundled proofsheets and
copy onto the desk before her, fee
ing for refuge back 10 the Fifth ward
/ boodling scheme
lie had succeeded in forgetting all
about the young woman behind him
when her high clear voice broke in
upon his consciousness. saying: Dear
me- I've forgotten how to make the
mark for transposing"
Don't bother" was the curt reply
lie was just ripping q councilman VI
the back. and was afraid some OF his
vituperatiye adioctives might gel
away
sir n was the indignant rejoinder
in a tone crisp az celery and cold a,
wel-frOzen sherbet But the city ed
isor went on scratching. and paid NJ
attention.
pt,t nv and nv when the corrupffOr