The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-12-01


Didn't you see this niap get the wo.
man OF the roofT
Eyes" said the reporter. Il saw as
much of that business as any one did,
guess"
"And do you mean to tell me that
such thing as that is only worth
three or four lines of copy? Didn't
you make any attempt to find out who
the man was or get any story out of
himT
Chester was getting angry now.
Stanley's voice came clearly neross the
hush that lay on the room.
"wel, you see. Mr.. Chester, 1t didn't
strike me that that business amounted
to so very much. Any man would
have done the same thing. Don't you
think soi"
The city editor was now fairly rous-
ed, and his voice rang like clarion.
"Why, good Lord, man, don't you
know that the News and the Reporter
viii everlastingly scoop us on this
proposition? Here's a man that takes
| his life into his bare hands TO do a
brave thlng~-to save three women
from being burned alive-and because
you fall down on the story you try to
belittle the whole thing! You ought
! TO be ashamed, sirl Why, tomor-
row morning the whole city will be
ringing with that mans name. and
here we are high and dry and scooped
all because II didn't strike you as
amounting to much"
The young man was pale. and he
mopped at his forehead with his hand.
kerchlef. but when he spoke his voice
was steady.
81 don't think Wen be scooped this
time" said he "The man slipped
away from them all. They haven't
any more idea of where he Is now than
you have, Mr.. Chester"
How do you know that?" raped
out the city editor 81 suppose you
know who he is and all about II, chr
YES" said the young man very
quietly. 81 know who he is"
The city editor leaned back In his
chair and stared, fairly gasplng fol
breath,
"Well, I'm damned" said he al
length. "And you can stand there and
tell ME that you know who this mar
was and yet you made no attempt
whatever to get the storyT
Stanley bowed his head without q
word
Then all I've got 10 say to you 1:
that you've botched this business In
way that ought TO evcrastingly dis
grace the youngest cub reporter on th,
street"
Stanley stood moment swayinl
slightly, and then. putting out n hant
to steady himself, he spoke
II guess you're right Mr.. Chester,
said he. 81 know as we'll as you cal
tell me that haven't shown any abil
ity in this line of work You've beef
very patient with me. and appreciat,
II, don't suppose there will he an!
need for me 10 write out n resignation
will thereT' And. turning, he walked
out Of the room.
The sporting editor caught him a
the head of the stairs and laid kind
ly hand on the boys shoulder.
Harry, old man, I'm awfully sorry
l am for fact. Don't take what Ches
ter said too much TO heart. He's ava.
off tonight anyway. But why didn'
you tell him who the man was, Har
ryT ,.... ..t.
The younger man put out his hand
but WINGED at the grip that met it.
joe" said he, II know I'm not Gu
out for this business. aud it's just u
well quit 1t now as later, only -onl.
Pm sorry | had to fall down so hard
1t wasn't because | didn't know
would have made n good story, but
can't give the mans name"
The sporting editor spoke quickly
"Why. man, yOur hand Is bleeding
Let's have a look at it,"
Across the palm and the joints of tn
fingers ran deep parallel cuts, and n
J the sporting editor bent over them
great light came to him Their eye
met, and the older mans were full a
. tears
He strobe back 10 the editorial room.
Chester he called, and the city ed
} ltor looked up. We've got the man
name, and, by heavens, It's more tha
a scoop for us!'