Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1913-12-04
win You Help n|Fight
To Save Men Like Red
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Maybe it was because he worked
harder and longer hours with a per-
feet disregard of the cold or stormy
weather.
(; Red was imbued with two ruling
motives. One was to keep his little
family independent OF prying Chart,
able organizations and the other was
to keep his two sisters In school.
Rain, cold or snow, Red was al
ways the first to reach the newspap-
er Office for the first editions of the
paper and the last to leave his post
at night. He seldom slept over four
hours day. He left school alto
gether in the seventh grade.
But he succeeded His tireless, al
most feverish industry won him re-
cognition from the, newspapers. He
was placed in charge. of the delivery
of one OF. the big newspapers in a
certain section Of the city.
At the age Of II he was placed in
charge of the entire city street cir
culation of the paper. 1t seemed that
his ambition had been realized. His
salary was sufficient to keep the lit.
tie family Independent, The tired
mother laid aside her sewing. The
elder of the two sisters was Reds
closest pal, in his eyes the most beau
tiful girl in the world, started in high
school and the younger sister was
well along in the grades.
The family moved into larger
house in a more pleasant part ct the
town and Red started paying for the
new home on the installment. plan.
He was happy then, his eyes were
always smiling and his lips whistling.
He was the picture of health and live
American energy. And he always
kept hustling. Early and late he was
at work supplying his newsies with
papers. During the rush hours he
would abandon his paper delivery wa
gon and get out and hustle papers
himself. The very example of his in.
dominatable push and energy enthus-
ed his neWsbodys with something of
the same spirit. They worked for Red
like mad. He was known all over the
city as the best street circulation man
that had ever worked in Minneapolis.
One great secret of his success was
the way lie handled his crew of new.
sizes. He led them in their sports, do
mated literally to their pleasures and
worked with them far into the night
helping to organize their Boys club
and make it's ventures successful.
Then came the first black cloud ov-
er Reds life His younger sister fell
a victim to the terrible White Plague,
tuberculosis, and like frail flower,
withered and died.
For long time Red didn't whistle
any more. But he worked harder
than ever and did the best he could to
comfort his mother in her grief.
But some way it seemed harder
! for Red to do his work. In the morn.
ing he was tired. 1t was battle to
drag his aching limbs out of bed IN
the morning to catch the first edi-
lions. Someway he got tired during
the long days work and fatigue had
formerly been an unknown word to
Red The days seemed cruelty long.
! On stormy days the cold seemed to
bite into his very vitals. It was al
! most impossible for him to work.
The old time luster faded from the
| bold blue eyes and in its place came
a dim frightened look as Of shrinking
at some unknown impending disas'
i ter.
The old fighting spirit that had
made Red the premier news hustler Of
the streets was gone. Red tried to
deny it but in his heart he knew, He
tried to appear his old self, tried to
conceal from the friends at the office
and his corps of newsb0ys the awful
truth but in his heart he knew it was
no use. He was always tired. Things
worried him. He was irritable to his
newsies and they surprised and hurt
at his outbursts stood aloof, and won.
dered.
His mother wondered at the change
in her boy. One morning she remark.
ed his flushed face and the fact that
he no longer ate with his old boyish
relish. Red tried to laugh it OIL ''rll
be all right in a few days" he said,
Guess am just getting lazy"
But in his heart ne knew the
truth. The white plague had fasten
ed its deadly grip upon him. He
could only hope for few months
more OF life. If he had had money
there we're sanitariums where he
might have gone. open air hispitals
where gentle nurses battled away the
disease. E85
But Red couldn't 90. If he lef
his work the little family could no
live. II tHe payments on the nous,
were not made his mother and siste
1, would be left home less.