The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1916-02-19


fellows got wife and brood O.
young ones-and ] came east. Now I'm
countin' on gettin' into this newspa-
per game. What sort OF Job have
you got to offer me?"
There isn't a blessed thing" re-
piled the uncle. He rather liked the
young mans breezy manner aud would
have helped him II he could have done
so to his own advantage. NO there
Isn't thing, though there may be lat
err"
Then I suppose I'd better be goin'. .
replied the nephew. mo, thanks. I'm
not strapped by a long shot Good
morning!" And he held his hand out
again. But the uncle did not shake
1t. The telephone bell at the side
of his desk had been tingling, and
instead he took OF the receiver
Yes, yes" he growled. II know. I
haven't forgotten. Ill try to get you
a man. This afternoon sure. am
not sure the city desk can spare one,
but I'll tell the city editor when he
comes in to dig up green one that
you can break In" And then he bang
ed the receiver down. His nephew had
taken his seat again.
"Well?" he quired. There's one OF
your men fantin' some one. What's
the matter with me? I'm green
enough, amt II"
The uncle knit his brow for about
minute. yes, you're green enough
and then some," he said, and for a
moment his grumpiness was lost in
the suggestion OF a smile. Report
to room 455 and tell the party that
sent you-that you're the man. And
as soon as you get chance go and
get dolled out the way they tell you
to. That cowboy makeup won't do,
you know"
It was half an hour later and Bron.
CO Bill was sitting at Margaret Vests
side and Margaret West was laughing.
We'll, why don't do? Amt green
enough? Amt eager enough? Have
MT / showed you could write the
typewriter? Didn't / learn how be:
fore came East-when l was taktn'
that correspondence course in jour
nalism? See here, young lady, new
er had girl beat me at anything. and
don't kind o. like havin' you sit there
and laugh at me as II was some
sort o. new and strange animal that
they had just annexed to q geological
park. The boss of this paper has ap'
pointed me to the job, and so far as
/ can see all you've got to do Is to
give me a line on what's to be done
and then stand back and watch me DO
it. You said you wanted q man, did
MT you? Well, I'm life-sied man,
amt II"
"Please, Mr.. Hepleton, it isn't that
don't think you can do 1T am not
laughing at you. I'm just Laughing be-
cause I don't see why you ever LETT
the ranch to go into this stupid news.
paper work. Why, IL ever got out
In that wonderful ranch country with
all the air and sunshine there isn't
a newspaper job in the world thar
would tempt me.
You're right there. The sunshine
and the sky are all say they are, but
you'rd get lonesome same as DID.
You'd quit, too, II you were out there
all alone. Well, I'm going right over
to get the clothes I need. Write It
out SO the man In the store VIII know
what to hand me. The boss Will foot
the bill, so don't get nervous about
how much It twill cost"
It was q week later and Bronco BIZ
was on, the Job when Margaret arrty.
ed, at eleven in the morning. In fact,
he had been there since an early
morning hour. Ranch life had accus.
toned him to early rising and, the,
late hours Of the newspaper routine
had changed his habits.
A e Now don't be offended because I've
got my stifE collar on, CIR" he said
pointing to I the mutt :cplored handker.
chief that he had loosely tied aroand 4
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