Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-02-15

| added, should not have been able to get
near him al all.
But, elevators being tricky things, how
did YOU know you would not shoot this one
through the roof Mackay inquired.
Because, Mr.. Mackay,' l replied, I've
got some OF the callouses on my hands yet
that were put there when l ran an elevator
as a boy. That wasn't any very soft job
seeing that it was both a passenger and a
freight elevator; but in some respects il
was softer job than the one I'm trying &c
hang onto now.
Come in here, Son, said Nackay and
stepped into his apartment, and he closed
the door. I'm carrying around few cal
louses myself. Now you so ahead and tell
me just what YOU and your paper want &c
know from me-.
He gave me one splendid interview, in
which he reviewed the whole cable situa-
ton gave me the inside track OF certain i'm
portant things that he had in mind as to that
situation, and sent me away with as clean a
scoop in the form OF talk with a man
who generally was talkless as had been
printed in New York for years. On my way
downstairs in the elevator the negro elevator
man from St. Kits became obstreperous,
ending, in the hall on the ground floor, by
clutching al my arm. | knocked him down
and went blithely to the office to turn in the
first really genuine and important John
Mackay interview that had ever been printed
in New York newspaper.
by an odd chance | got on one occasion a
valuable interview, or rather tip, from
John G. Carlisle when that distinguished
former Speaker OF the House of Repre-
sentatives was Secretary OF the Treasury
This was soon after Carlisle appointment
to that office in the second cabinet of Cleve-
land. | was on the city staff OF a Washing
ton afternoon newspaper paper now de
funct, on the staff OF which Walt Mason and
Alfred Henry Lewis and John Callan
O'Loughlin also worked al the same time, :
and had been assigned TO cover the Treas
urv Department. In political, or rather, in
office-seeking, circles there was great
Robbery as to what man was going to get
the plum as Collector OF the Port OF New
York.
One morning, soon after Carlisle had as
sumed his secretaryship, was passing down
the Fifteenth-st. side OF the Treasury De
partment on my way to my newspaper office
trying hard TO keep awake as | trudged
after having played poker all night. At the
little south door of the Treasury Building
on the Fifteenth-st. side | came upon Car
Isle, trying to get Abundance to the building
SO that he could go to work He was trou
bled with insomnia at times and on such
occasions would reach his office at any ole
hour and tackle the pile OF work Away,
heaped up on his desk The Waterman or
the door. new and very raw man, who die
not know the Secretary OF the Treasury
from Adam, refused to let him get by. The
rule was and is that nobody shall be ad
mitted, barring the charwoman, until min,
IN the morning.
Il tell you | am the Secretary,@ Carlisle
was saying TO the fat-witted watchman
Don't you ever by any chance look al III,
newspapers My face has been pictured anc
caricatured enough in the papers. should
think, for anybody to know II by this time
had met that Waterman only the day
before. Gap Cobaugh, the captain oil the
Treasury watch. had introduced me to him
so that | could get by after the two p NJ
hour for visitors. | stepped forward anG
told the man that this really was Mr.. Car
Isle, the Secretary, and we passed into rho
corridor together. Thereupon | exacted The
newspaper mans qnid pro quo.
One good turn deserves another, Mr.