The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1920-04-08

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ed .the sporting editor. She ignored
his almost insultingly perfunctor,
greeting the next time they met-sHd
after that the sporting editor and the
new feature writer apparently were
unaware Of each others existence.
Betty had been on the ARGUS" al
most two weeks before she got 4
chance to show what she could do. In
deed. she was beginning to wonder
whether SauDders's Idea Of utilizing
woman writer was to keep her run
ming around to suffrage meetings, get
ting photographs Of richest babies
and snch like cnbs errands, when her
opportunity came.
Down at the South End there wns
big acid works. An explosion In one OF
the buildings killed six Of the foreign
employees and MANNED many others.
The FIRE department had had an heroic
| Job. II was n big story--but mans
stuff. all Of n. Saunders. happening
10 glimpse Betty. a wistfBl outsider to
all the hustllng work going on. called
10 her. go and get 4 sob story on the
Wives and sweethearts OF the explosion
victims" he said. and turned back to
his schedule.
Betty got the story. Every one OF |
the SIX had had family. Four OF the |
families Ind been planning 10 return
TO the old homes in Europe the next
week. The story was full Of possibIiI-
ties. Betty wrote It magDificently. In |
|
limited her to half column. schednl-
Ing It for a minor head and 10 follow
all explosion" When he read what
the girl had written ne played her
story up In a three-column box In black
type.
Bannister always read every word Of
the Argus except the sporting page.
He was porting over the paper next
day when Betty came into the city
room. He was reading her story for
the second time. The girl looked
clean over his head and went straight
10 her desk. Bannister. peerIng SOL
emnly over the top Of the paper. stud
ed her intently Presently she went
tut, We'll, the darned little cuss |"
'aId Bannlster to himself.
And had the gall to think I'd make
feature writer"
There was one man In the Argus
nice who was even more thoughtfully
ourteous to Betty than any one else
hat was Travers. the dramatic and
'lsical critic. Travers wns ms immac-
late In manners MS In dress. and very.
cry superior. He had Harvard ac-
ent and no Intimates In the Office.
lefty considered him the most genu- :
lely cultured man she had ever met. y
He talked literature, particularly
oetry. with her. The day after her
eputifully pathetic picture OF the
ricken widows and orphans appeared
ravers bestowed upon 1t an analytl-
lily calm approval that she valued
ore than all the enthusiastic praise
the rest OF the Office.
Then he Invited her out to dinner.
annister saw them going noted the
'ferential yet protective attitude Of
g critic. and swore volubly
month passed, Then came the
slt OF the riot II had terminated in
nest OF anarchists In the slums and
broke eut Of clear sky. A hard.
Il crowd gathered silently, then with
sudden. crashing uproar hogan raid
The arms and ammunition places.
rhe police reserves were out and the
I call FOR troops sent In. The town
$ In a turmoil. the streets perIlous-
In moment. Betty had been din
with Travers, frequent custom.
ey Ind been TO a foreign restau-
It, little away from the center Of
ngs.
IS they turned q corner they found
mselves In the midst of frantic
wd. red-nagged. crying death to
italistsl" One burly fellow threw
American flag on the ground, spat
N IT, kicked II.
city famed into fury stop that,
!" she CRIED shak-
her fist at the brute. MAKE him
} II she demanded turning to Ira
:. With one accord the wlld-eyed
nd rushed bowling at them. And
WIS Ssi"h'hk bttey lsttuu liUtH MS
turned and fed.
he burly man, first to reach Betty.
ed her arm with a cruel grip.
listing bis face close into hers, he
re vilely at her In English. "Wa
such kind--youl Right nowi" he
lted. Then, still gripping her arm,
urned, leering. to his companions
gabbled some question In foreign
ne
that Instant long police night
! swung over Betty's shoulder and
buriy man went down with Z thud
,ck OF rioters rushed at whoever
behind her. For an instant Betty
In the midst Of . Scunling. grunt-
cursing mass. A strong arm swung
into the shelter Of Z long body,
twice again the yellow stick ~