The Watertown news. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1917-1919, 1917-10-26
BY JANE OSBORN.
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Cecile Dayton and Tom Landreth
met and compared their troubles.
you know I wanted to break into
newspaper work when I left college.
That was two years ago, and so 1 got
job in the home town on the local
paper-reporting first and then city
editor. Then decided to come to the
big city. So / got an introduction to
old man jameson, editor of the Star,
brilliant man, I suppose, but a dread
full bear. Treated me like schoolboy,
and just because I happened to be
life sized-he's a shriveled little fell
low with a monkey face-he told me
I looked more like prize fighter than
a newspaper man. But he couldn't re-
fuse to honor the letter Of introduc
tion-had to give me an assignment.
And what do you think it was? Told
me to get up some stories for the Sun
day wOman's page on How to Be Beau
tiful.' And just to show that I can't
be bluffed, I am going to do them,
too"
Cecile had listened with amusement
and interest. "That bear you spoke Of
is my uncle, Uncle Ben. Oh, you
didn't offend me in the least" she as
sured Tom when he apologized. "He
is bear, but not such a bad bear
when you know him. If you stick to it
he will like you. You see, got so tired
Of playing bridge and going to parties
and winding Red Cross bandages that
I asked him for job. he hasn't any
use for girl reporters, I suppose. ANY,
way, he gave me my first assignment.
1t is to cover the big game on Satur-
day. 1t will be first page stuff, he says,
If nothing crowds it out. And don't
know the first thing about football. OF
course used to go to the games when
you and brother were at college, but I
never knew what it was all about. And
now, in day, I shall have to under
stand the whole thing. It is really
enough to drive me distracted.
"But we aren't going to give up, are
WEI" she added after a moments
pause.
''I'll tell you what We'll do. Well
start a company" he said. 81 guess
you could get on to this beauty lingo
all right. And I'll get the football
| write-up."
1t was half past eleven on Saturday
night, and Cecile Dayton, with more
than usual agitation, hurried from the
elevator in the Star building to the ar
cade that led to the street. According
to agreement, Tom Landreth met her
there. A half hour before they had
met hurriedly in the same place, just
long enough for Tom to slip into her
hand the typewriter pages that he
had just dictated to the stenographer
at the hotel that lay between the sta.
ton and the Star office, containing the
glowing account Of the great game
Cecile had carried the pages to hel
uncle. Earlier that morning Tom haG
1 quietly carried in the first assignment
of the beauty talks.
"What did he say" Tom greeted
Cecile on this latest meeting.
"He said that didn't write it. NC
woman could have written that.
knew you would fall down ON it. So
sent our regular man out and his copy
| is on the press now, but this is great
rattling,' and then he didn't pay any
more attention to me, but called boy
and told him to rush this out to the
copy man to have him use it instead OF
the other copy. I was just going wheI
he called me back. He fairly grabbed
me by the arm and said: I don't know
who did 1t, but it Is tiptop stuff. ant