White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1916-12-31

Mr.. ONeill." said Aears impressive
Iy. you have drunk with the stan Of
the Mail"
You twoY" O'Nein,s face shone
with JOY. Glory bc--do you hear
that. Harry These gentlemen all
alone on the premisesr' He leaned
over and poured out eloquently the
story of the tragic flight from Mobile.
II cal. this luck" he finished Hero
We are. broke. eager for work. and We
find you minus a.
O'Nein stopped. for he had seen .
sickiy smile of derision ioat across
the face Of the weary city editor, and
he saw the bearded man shaking his
great head violently.
Nothing doing" said the bearded
a firmly. Sorry to dash your
hopes. Always ready to pour another
drink. but there are no vacancies here.
No. sir; two OF Us are plenty and run
ming over, Ell. BinY"
PLENTY and running over" agreed
the city editor warmly.
Into their boots tumbled the hearts
| Of the two strangers In a strange land.
Gloom and hunger engulfed them.
But the managing editor Of the Mall
vas continuing. and what was this he
vas sayingi
mo. boys. we don't need q stan.
Have Just as much use for q mani
cure set. But you come AT an oppor
tune time. Wanderlust-it tickles the
soles Of four feet tonight. and those
four feet are editorial feet on the
Mail Something tells us that We are
going away from here. Boys. how
would you like our jobsr'
He stared placidly at the two
strangers. o'Nein put one hand to
his head.
.See me safely to my park bench.
Harry be said. "It was that drink
IN an empty stomach. I'm al I'm .
daze. | hear strange thingA"
II hear 'em. too" said Howe. Sec
bere'-he turned TO Mears--afe you
Offering TO resign In our favorr-
The minute you say the word"
Both Of your
Believe me-" said the city editor.
you can't say the word too soon."
"Well.r said Howe. II don't know
what's the matter with the place, but
you a consider the deal closed"
Spoken like a sportr The bearded
man stood up. you can draw lots to
determine who is to be managing edi.
tor and who city editor. It's an excel
lent scheme. attained my proud posi-
ton that way. One condition l attach.
Ask no questions. Let US go out into
the night unburdeDed with your inter.
rogation points"
Elliott, too, stood. The bearded man
indicated the bottle. Fill up. boys. I
propose a toast. To the new editors of
the Mall May heaven bless them and
bring them safely back to the north
when Florida's ftful fever Is past"
Dizzily, uncertainty. Howe and
O'Neill drank. Mr.. Mears reached out
a great red hand toward the bottle.
Pardon me-private property" be
said. He pocketed It. I'VE bid you
goodby and good luck. Think of us on
the choochoo. please. Riding far-rid-
ing far
"Dut-see here cried O'Neill.
but me no butts" said Mears again
Nary a question, | beg of you. Take
our jobs. and II you think of US at all
think Of cleaning rails and a speeding
train. Once more goodby."
The door slammed. O'Neill looked at
Howe,
Fairies he muttered, ''or the D.
rs. What is this-a comic opera or a
town? You are managing editor. Har.
ry. ! shall be city editor. Is there q
city to edit7 No matter"
NO." said Howe. He reached for
the greasy pack Of cards. I'VE draw
for II. Come on. High wins"
Jack" announced Mr.. O'NeilL
Deuce smiled Howe. what are
your orders. sir?"
O'Neill passed n hand before his
eyes.
"a steak" he muttered. well
done. Mushroom sauce. French
fried potatoes. I've always dreamed
OF running q paper some day. Hurry
up with that steak
Forget your stomach said Howe
IF a subordinate may make a sug-
gestion, we must get out a newspaper
All, whom have we herer"
A stocky. red faced man appeared
from the inner Don and stood regard.
ing them
Where's Mears and ElliottT' he de.
manded.
ION a train, riding far" said O'Nelll.
Il am the new managing editor. What
can ! do for your"
"You car give me four columns Of
copy for the last page Of tomorrow's
MAIL" said the stocky man calmly.
I'm foreman of something in there we
call a composing room. Glad to meet
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