The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1916-12-20
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Continued From Our last Issue
CHAPTER V.
Blaekie's Philosophy

Blackie's Philosophy
A new friend had como into my
life with the first day OF my work
on the Post Surely no woman
aver had stronger friend than
little "nlackio' Griffith. sporting
editor of the Milwaukee Post. We
became friends. not step by step.
but In one gigantic leap. such aa
sometimes triumphs over tho gap
between acquaintance and liking.
never shall forget my first
glimpse OF him. He strolled into
tho city room from his little don't
clio across the hall 4 shabby.
disreputablo. outat.elbows office
coat WAS worn over his ultra-amart
street clothes.
He eyed me a moment from the
doorwat thought that had
never seen so strange and so ugly
q face as that OF this little brown
Welshmau. Suddenly he trotted
over to- mo with u quick little step.
Are you the New York impor.
tation7" h. asked. his great black
eyes searching my face.
I'm what's left OF H." replied,
meekly.
Il understand you've been in for
repairs Must OF met up with
somethin' on tho road. They say
the goin is full of bumps In "
York"
Bumps" laughed. Its uphill
every bit OF tho road. and yet
YOU We got 10 20 full speed To got
anywhere. but I'm running easily
again. thank YOU"
We don't speed up much here. a"
he replied And they amt no hill
clImbin' t. speak Of. hut say. II
you ever should hit a nasty place
on the route toot your siren for
me and IN come. I'm a regular
little human garage when u comes
to patchln up those aggrayatln'
screws that need oilln' And. say
don't let Norberg bully YOU. My
names Blackic. I'm going 10 like
you Come on over I my aanctum
once In a while and I'll show YOU
my scrapbook aud lot YOU play
with the office revolver"
And 30 Il happened that had
not been in Milwaukee month
before Blackle and werc friends.
There is a sort OF spell about
the illi,erate little alangy. brown
Welshman. He Is the presiding
genius OF the place. The office
a A. la a
takes his advice in selecting n new
MOTOR car: the managing editor ar.
tanEes his lunch hour to suit
HiHckies and they 40 of 90 tho
Press club together arm In arm.
Hlackie never went to school 10
speak Of lie doesn't know was
from we're hut he can see" n
story quicker. and farther. and
clearer than any newspaper man !
ever housekeeping Peter Ormc
All these things. and more. |
wrote 20 tho scandalized Norah.
There came back n letter In which
every third word wa underlined.
and which ended by asking what
the morals OF such n man could bs.
Then I tried TO make Blarkie
more real to Norah. who. in all her
sheltered life. had never come In
contact with n man like this.
"A for his morals
or what you would consider his
morals. Sls--they probably are "a
feep crimson: but Ill swear there
IA M Follow etreak I ua.gr hnve
heard anything more pathetic than
his story. Blacklc sold papers on
a downtown corner when he was
baby six years old. Then he got
Job as office boy here After
office hours he took care OF some
horses in an alley barn near by. and
after that work was done he Was
employed about tho pressroom Of
one OF the old German newspaper
offices. lie was the head OF n
household. and every penny count.