New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1910-06-15
The FOURTH
ESTATE
Novelized by
FREDERICK R. TOOMBS
From the Great Play
of the Same Name by
Joseph Medill Patter-
SON and Harriet Ford.
Copyright. 1909. by Joseph Hfedill
Patterson and Harriet Ford.
"a reporter? Oh, yes, sirv' he said.
Brand took down the phone.

"a reporter? Oh, yes, sirv' he said.
Brand took down the phone.
Hello! Give me night city editor,
please. Hello! That you? I've got a
cub here named Powell. Please give
him a weeks trial. Report to city ed
itor.''
"Where is he, STRIP asked Powell,
bewildered.
you're reporter now. Find OUT
eyes, sir.'' He started toward the
ball door.
cover here. Powow!" cried Sylves-
ter, leading him in the opposite direc-
ton.
Joe Dillon now added to the man
aging EDITORS troubles by again COM
ing into the Office.
s"Thank you, Mr. Brand" he began.
"Could you spare me little car fare?"
Brand tossed him quarter Never
mind now,' he said. "Say, Joe, go out
with that cub tonight. 1t will give
you something to think about, and you
can show him as much in night as
he'd learn in month Alone Mr. Dill
Ion, allow me to present you to Mr.
Sylvester Nolan. Mr.. Dillon broke me
into the business" said the editor to
the newspaper owners son.
Sylvester drew ponderous wad Of
bills from his pocket and offered the
top one to the old down and OUTER
"You want to handle my friend Po-
WOW with gloves" advised Sylvester.
Hes just full of temperament
The old newspaper man Indignantly
refused the money which young Nolan
held out to him and plunged out of the
Office.
The poet stood mute witness to
the proceedings.
500 after him. commanded Brand.
"Thank you, sir" and Powell darted
frightenedly after Dillon.
"Who is that old joker?" asked sSyl-
vester of the editor.
''He was the best reporter that the
Advance ever had" IL
"What's the matter with him?"
'Booze"
s"Too bad! Well, a fellow ought to
learn to control himself remarked
Sylvester pompously. Now, Brandy,
old boy, want to ask you just one
more favor tonight, in reference to
little actress friend of mine, Miss
Gueneviere Mckenzie"
"Oh-come-don't"- ( !, E
"Run her picture in prominent
place, won't your Sylvester handed
Brand a photo Miss Gueneviere Nc
Kenzie. Don't you know her? She's
in the second row at the Tyroll, and
it's a darn shame. I've got librettO
for her later on. Can't you help her
out and get her small part noW?"
''I'm afraid that is hardly in my
line.' 81 % E
you'd be doing a favor to the
show, for she's good enough to be a
prima donna. She's been Kept back by
jealousy. Told me SO herself. When
will you have it in-tomorrow?"
81 scarcely. think we can do that
sort Of thing in the Advance. We
don't print pictures Of chorus girls
unless there's some good story about
them-lost Jewels. barred from a ho-
tel on account of dog, divorce or
Sylvester broke in relievedly, "Oh,
she's been divorcedw
''Has she! When?'
''Last year."
''That's dead. Wait till her next
She doesn't go in"
~"Why-why-Won' you do it?' STAN
mered the young man, who, deeply ap-
preciating the fact that he was his
fathers son-yes, indeed-failed to COM
prehend how any employee on the Adj
vance could refuse him anything.
''She's the cutest little girl you ever
saw, you old gazoot. You stick to me,
,r==s and I'll give you
ll#AAMNh an interest in this
lluEAN paper. some day.
IKv TNr3 w by, she was
IAAT M in''-