The evening times. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1906-1914, 1913-04-28
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There's to he Il dinner at Delmon-
ico's before long . That dinner is per-
haps the only one of its sort.
IL is to be given by the reporters
Of New York to The Prince of Re-
porters." The guest of honor hasn't
qualified by my recent achievement.
lie has completed no particular term
of service. But for Twenty-Five years
hc has been at the top of his craft.
manity and the old pep" For ten
a lie has been Il rcwritc man-cx-
ccpt when ono new vcn of nation
al Importance called him out Of town
and in that period he has averaged
from 5000 10 10000 written words II
lay. Which is some stunt over that
distance.
He knows most of the prominent
E"n of the country II most of them
in fifty words for the. high lish,
lead" in Il rushed edition. or etch
a story i'll detailed accuracy over for
,y columns. All his life he has been
attending dinners given I q other men.
sometimes the others We're great mcn
n sometimes they We're fnur-fluSh-
erS. In amy case oratory aud good
will were spilled owe thcm-and the
event was properly reported from the
sloS iiieS where Aitftlll Green SAL.
His friends thought il was ahout time
that he was getting II little of the
treatment. Therefore he will sit at
the center of the crosswise table and
listen. Nothing just like this ever
happened i'll New York before.
Tom Piper told a story the other
day of GREEN'S hair-trigsered readi-
ness of speech. They were together
on the G~uldcnsuppe murder case.
and one day Green struck IL clue at
he developed by hloohounds. The Of
fec was strong for it. y good story
was certain either way. Green Went
in search of bloodhounds. but the best
could get was Il pair of %birddogS.
They were misanthropic and per-
iured pups" said Mr.. Piper. They
went through that wood smiling like Il
pair of cash girls. The spotted dog
kept a sour y on Martin. Every
at him With his upper lip. by and
by We went to Il telephone to report
to the Office. Martin turned in a
thrilling story.
"'Wha, sort of bloodhounds are
asked the interested rewrite
man.
Just behind Martin the spotted dos
one hasiy sep forward and bit
MIR. Green on his rounded form.
"They are split Tipped Sicilian
maneatcrs.' cried Mr.. Green through
phone"
Smiths career of heavyweight destruc-
ton was checked by Boer Rodel has
brown. Eyes. and lives in England. Her
name is Nellie.
II knew that Rodel thought a lot
of Nellie" said Jimmy johnson. his
alert manager. so when he Went
down before the Gunboat in the sixth
round l called to him:
Get up l yelled. What will Nell
lie say?"
Rodel sat up and shook his head.
Then he got to his feet and charged
the Gunboat like a bull. AT the end
of the round he forgot the fact that
he was in a fight. He came back to
his corner. his blue eyes cleaning.
"'Ave you card from Ncllie?' he
asked. in his old mixture of vcldt
and cocknev English. 'Wot docs
Nellie Sye?o'
During the remainder of the fight
through with the job as quickly as
possible. that he might read the cable
which johnson told him Nellie !
sent. He's still peevish because there
wasn't any.
"Wot roight." he demanded. in his
big voice. 'ad e 'oller hout 'cr nyme
in such d plce? Wot roight, hi syec"
During the meeting of the Ameri-
can Newspaper Publishers association