Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1909-07-09

thieag vords
marked.
hen will We get II e inquire ed the
!, telegraph editor, abstractedly. his
thoughts 12O. miles away, where he
fancied the train. and the Girl, were.
She's coming now replied the
other, referring to the message. The.
telegraph editor, thinking of quite
J, different subject, smiled and eiacu.
lated: .5s
IS Let 'er come =
The operator pounded his typewriter
tndustriously. III @
Is that it?" asked the omnfpresent
EMcVey. Good! Get your head up as
soon as you can, Roberts. Fire the
stun out q sheet at time. I'll bull
letin about this" and he rushed OF
to write and paste in the, window the
fact that "the presidents message IL
now being read to congress. 9
i No need TO enforce on the mind Of
the telegraph editor the demand for
hurry. He was too thorough a news
paper man to do anything else but
hurry; and, besides, the Girls train
pulled In at a quarter before four
o'clock, and the message must be dis.
posed of and the last page filed in
time to allow him to be at the station
TO greet her. He did not want to
Slight his work, but the possibility Of
being given a second late made him a
desperate man.
| The Girl-he saw her face between
every line Of the typewriter copy
spun from the wire. When he edited
the matter he did so mechanically.
His sub-heads were inserted more BY
intuition than by understanding.
When he read the section about Great
Britain, he was recalling the night he
TOOK 20 Her to the Junior hop; when he
, punctuated the troubles with Ger.
many, he had in his mental eve that
, glorious mending retaliation, he was
going over the last time he had seen
Her; and when he Indicated with hia
! pencil that the paragraph limiting at
, war should be set In "black letter."
he was conjuring up far more i'm.
portant crisis the manner with which
She would welcome him at the depot,
All through the building there was
now hustle and energy. The wire
leading into the telegraph room was
hummtng with the code words, rush.
ing the operator to his utmost Rob.
erts,> capitalizing here, corrected the
copy-boy. McVey was in and out, see.
ing that the pressure was maintained.
Every person was imbued with the
single idea of getting on the street"
before the rival papers
Keep EN- going, Roberts," called
MeVey. whats this-you haven't
the end, have your" he exclaimed.
leaning over the shoulder of the oper-
atoF.
mo: Wreck item," responded the
man, 1aconically, hammering away.
ION the L., N. & r. One killed." he
volunteered, and he jerked the sheet
out and inserted another. more
message coming" he explained.
On the E., N. & R. That was the
route over which She was approach
ing. The telegraph editor started in
his chair when he heard the news.
After rapid glance through it Mcvey
handed the sheet to him. He seized
it. There were but q few lines about
the accident-ft was comparatively
an unfmportant one-but Instantly
Her name leaped from the text and
smote his eyes. They were the only
letters he distinguished: "Killed-
Edith Petit. Juxton, Kan: wounded
I'VE can't use that wreck" eau
toned McVey. "Mever mind tho
body from here in, twill hardly de-
Lay the train, even: Don't amount to
much to-day, especially. Rush this
message stuff, though They're ready
tor more" 49,
KILLED = Edith Psttft. Killed
Edith Petit. Killed-Edith Petit"
The words danced before the telegraph
editor. He looked with dazed eyes at
the sheet. "Killed-Edith Petit. Jux.
ton, Kant was no mistake.
Copy" Intercepted the boy, e.
tending his inky fingers.
The telegraph editor tore of tho
portion of the sheet containing mes
sage and nodded for it to be taken.
He could not speak.
Here's thirty, thank Cod" said
the operator, fervently; and he stuck
on the hook the. sheet bearing In cap
ital letters the name Of the president
Of the United States, signed at the
close of the document promulgated BY
him.
Quite message. isn't it?" 70.
marked tho operator, scratching q
match.
The telegraph editor. did not reply.
The operator lighted his stub of q
cigar and pulled contentedly. The
copy-boy shambled in and was given
the sheet.
'Killed-Edith Petit"
The announcement seemed RI ha