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THE MEDJTORD MAIL TRIBUNE, MEDFORD, OREGON, TUESDAY, MARCH 1. 1010.
The FOURTH
ESTATE
Novelized by
Frederick R. Toombs
From the Great Play
of the Same Name by
Joteph Medlll Patter
on and Harriet Ford.
Cawrrllht. 1000. by Joeph MrdUl
Pattcnon ind Harriet Ford.
CHAPTER X.
RAXD hung up the telephone
receiver with nu anxious ex
pression on his fnee. "Xolnn
uuist keep nwny from this." ho
muttered tensely. "Let him taken train i unless there's some pood story about
"Wlmt's the mutter with MwV
"Ilooie." I
"Too had! Well, a fellow outfit to '
leaVn to control himself," remarked
Sylvester pompously. "Now, llrandy, i
old tvoy, I want to ask you Just one j
moro favor tonight. In reference to a i
little actress friend of mine, Miss i
Gtienevlere McKunile."
"Oh come don't" I
"Run her picture In a prominent ;
place, won't your' Sylvester handed .
Rrand a photo. "Miss lluenevlere Me
Kenxlc. Don't you know her? She's
lu the MKtmd row at the Tyroll, and '
It's n dam shame. I've pot a llhretto
for her later on. Can't you help her
out ami get her a small part now';"
"fm arm id that la hardly In my
line."
"You'd he doing a favor to the
show, for she's Kood enough to he n
prima douua. She's been kept hack by
Jealousy. Told me so herself. When
will you have It In tomorrow?"
"1 scarcely think wo can do that
sort of thlup lu the Advauce. We
don t print pictures of chorus ctrls
or po to sleep or bury himself If he
"wants to. If Bartelmy or Dupuy gcta
kold of him after I've showu my hand
there'll be the merry d I to pay,
and If they And him they might suc
ceed In coaxlnp- condcr if .Youn Kill
ttieb; I wonder if Xolan Kill Hick." ho
kept repeating over and over to himself.
The noise of voices raised lu Indiana
tlou hroko In upon him from the outer
ball at his right. "Oh, that's a chest
nut," some one cried; "he's always out,
always when I come."
The editor glanced around nnd saw
Sylvester Nolan leading In bis friend
Powell, the poet.
"You're not out, are you. old man?"
asked young Nolan of Brand. "Who's
tbat 0y duck that tried to keep mo
from coming in?"
"I'm sorry, Nolan; I'm very busy to
"Elfiht, and you'll have to excuse me.
Tm very busy."
"Brandy, old boy, I came In on busi
ness. Want to get a Job for my friend
Towell here. He's a poet." Ho drag
ted the wan eyed rhymester up to
Brand's desk.
The editor looked Towell over.
We don't carry poets on the pay
rolls." he grunted.
"But Just look at this one. To- i
Ivow, let Mr. Brand see your ode to the
pcnlng of the Omaha exposition. Ho
"went in the competition with this."
Towell handed the poem to-Brand.
"And I see he came out with It."
'Saortcd the newspaper man.
"Tes. sir," agreed Towell faintly.
"People haven't time for poetry,"
commented Brand.
"That's what I've been trying to tell
3?owow," put in Sylvester. "He was
fcoru after bis time.'
"How would, you like to be a report--er?"
asked the editor. ,
Powell's eyes gleamed with a sickly
color that showed that be was en
thused. "A reporter? Oh. yes. sir!" be said.
Brand took down the phone.
"Ilellol Give me night city editor.
piease. Hello! That you? I've got a
cub here named Towell. Please give
btiu a week's trial. Report to city, ed
itor."
-wuere 13 he, sir?" asked Powell.
sewlldered.
"lou rea reporter now. Find out."
"lea, sir." He started toward the
nail door.
"Over here. Towow!" eried Sylvos
ter. leading him lu the opposite direc
tion.
Joe Dillon now added to the man
aging editor's troubles by again com
Ing Into the otllee.
"Thank you. Mr. Brand," he began
"Could you spare me a little car fare?"
Brand tossed him a quarter. "Never
mind now," he said. "Say, Joe, go out
with that cub tonight. It will give
them lost Jewels, barred from ,a ho
tel oti account of n dog, divorce or"
Sylvester broke In rellevedly, "Ob.
she's been dlvorcedl"
"Has she! When?"
"Last .year."
"That's dead. Walt till her next
She doesn't go In."
"Why why won't you do It?" stam
mered the young man, who. deeply ap
preciating the fact that he was his
father's son yes. Indeed failed to com
prehend bow any employee on the Ad
vauce could refuse him anything.
"She's the cutest little girl you ever
saw, you old gazqot. You stick to me.
ana I ii give you
an interest In this
paper some day.
Why, she was
In"
"That all may
be," responded
Brand, rising to
end the conversa
tion, "hut the Ad-
"One ein ncrcr be too careful about mat
tcrs of this fclntf."
namby-pamby got It?" cried the ed
itor, bendlug over the mouthpiece.
"Come lu, Howard!"
Howard hurried Into the room.
"Compare your notes, hoys," in
structed the managing editor.
They held the records side by side ,
and quickly glanced over them.
"They are almost exactly the samo," J
tney exclaimed lu unison.
A smile of satisfaction spread over
Brand's face.
"All right. Now chase back to room
4, both of your
The office boy brought Brand a card,
ne took It, and as be glanced at It his
eyes uarrowed down luto little sparks
'
"uUov would you like to be a reporterf"
you something to think about, and you
caa show him as much in a ulgbt as
k'd learn in a month alone. Mr. Dll-
tea, allow me to present you to Mr.
Sylvester Nolau. Mr. Dillon broke me
Jato the business," said the editor to
taa newspaper owner's son.
Sylvester drow a ponderous wad of
Wlls from his pocket and ottered the
ep ouo to the old "down and outer."
"You want to handle my friend Po
wwow with gloves," advised Sylvester,
"He's Just full of temperament."
Tbo old newspaper mu Indignantly
refused the inouey which young Nolan
kejd out to him and plunged out of the
-bcc.
The popt stood u mute witness to
Ike proceedings.
"Go after him!" commanded Brand.
Thank you, Blr," and Powell darted
frtghtenedly after Dillon,
"Who hi that old Joker?" asked Syh
nmter of the edltpr,
"He was the best reporter that the
and after a mo
ment, after vain
ly endeavoring to
11c ttm-'tt tithe point find appropriate
ft.. 'Ciicll. words for n reply,
he we..t ..at of the room.
Brand was impatient because of the
precious time that had been wasted
He had work to do and little time In
which to do it. and it was the most
Important work he had ever done in
his life.
ne sent the oOIce boy to bring the
two reporters, Howard and JetX.
Speaking to Miss Stowe, the "central"
of the Advance's private telephone .sys
tem, he said: "Do not put anybody else
ou this wire until you hear from me.
no matter how loug It takes. Under
stand? Connect this phone with edi
torial room 4 and have it connected
until I tell you. Now be sure about
this. Understand? Again he repeated,
as it concerned the success of bis en
tire scheme, "Don't break the connec
tion until I tell you myself."
The two reporters came lu.
"Now, boys, understand what I want
you to do. You've got to take, word
for word, a conversation Tm going to
have here. Go lu room 4. You, Jeff,
take the receiver."
"Yes, sir."
"And you. Howard, take the exten
sion. Thus you will each bear what Is
said. Keep it glued to your best ear
and take down every word you hear
tonight between Judge Bartelmy nnd
me. The Judge will sit In the chair at
the right of my desk. I will be In Kn
own chair. The telephone will thus b?
midway between us. Whatever word
he and I say will be said almost direct
ly over the mouthpiece of the phone
.sow, you seo what I am going to d.i"-
uranu took a lead pencil from his
pocket and began a proceeding wbMi
the two reporters, accustomed n tlim
were lu their business to Ingenious
strutegy, fulled ut llrst to understand
Then the scheme dawned on them
Brand took the telephone receiver from
the hook, nnd the metal arm Immedi
ately snapped upward, establishing the
connection. Then he inserted the point
of the lead pencil In the small aperture
under tho llttlo metal arm or hook and
deliberately broke It off. The tlnv
wedge thus held up the hook. Brand
now hung up the receiver, nnd the neii-
cii point prevented the weight of the
receiver from bearing tho hook dowu
and breaking the connection. The con
nection was made continuous without
the slightest indication that such was
the case. Every word now snoken
within a reasonable distance of the
mouthpiece would be conveyed to the
telephone and the extension telephone
in editorial room 4, where Howard and
Jeff were to bo stationed. They had
stenographers' pads with them, on
which they were each to take down
tho conversation in shorthand.
"This phone will be open all the time
that Bartelmy Is here," announced
Brand. "Go in there, Howard, nnd seo
If you can hear Jeff and me talking.
Pit over here, Jeff." He pointed to the
chair at his right. Howard went out.
"Now, Jeff, take dowu this and take
down what you say to me," continued
the wllor,
Brand turned to Jeff and began to
talk In a natural tone of voice,
"Jeff, you know I think the dog lu
the moon was seven times too slow In
his Journey through the paths of men.
having lost fl.740.739,274,480 pounds in
his auto northward. Is thut your
opinion?"
"No, not entirely. Henco nnd here
after we complain of such a miracu
lous egotism of generality and sole
cism of peaceful garments and cold
thought."
Brand struck a blow on the desk.
"On the contrary, it was unquestlon
able and with nasty Justice, miscalled
vancc doesn't Is
sue passes to the i of light.
stage entrance." "He's on time," ho murmured. "Very
Sylvester's Jaw well. Durkln." he ordered, "show him
fell In his aston- ! In, and. Durkln, remember, don't let
isbment at this (any one else In under any clrcum
unexpected blow. : stances."
1 A half a minute later Judge Bartelmy
(stood In the doorway. He nodded
briefly to Brand, and his eyes swept
around the entire room befcre ho step
ped In. Slowly he proceeded In front
of Brand's desk.
"Good evening. Judge," said tho ed
itor. "Good evening, Sir. Brand."
"Let me take your things. I'll hang
them up," offered Brand. Just as Du
puy had been, Bartelmy was in even
ing dress. He took off his white kid
gloves and put them In his pocket and '
then hauded his hat and coat to the
editor. Brand oi-ciicd the door of a
closet at the right hand side of the
room and hung the Judge's things
therein. He closed the door. Bartel
my stepped to the closet, opuned the
door and peered sharply Into Its four
corners, even fumbling behind his long !
coat, to innue sure that no witness was
lurking there to spy ou him.
on, inais me way you recir com
mcnted Brand. "I'll show you over th
place. But you shouldn't worry."
Bartelmy coughed nervously.
"One can never be too careful about
matters of this kind, Brand. I should
think that you would have learned
that much by this time,
"This Is my llrst experience of this
kind." said Brand.
"Of course It is," answered Bartel
my, with a tinge of sarcasm In his
voice. "It always Is 'the llrst time.'
But you are assuredly very lucky In
deed, Brand, to do so trip well at your
first try at nt"-
"Come, look over the plnce, and let's
get through with It," put In the editor.
He crossed and locked the door
through which the Judge had entered
Then be led his visitor over to the
door on the opjHslte side of the room
opening into a hallway which extend
ed to various rooms. He pointed to
the room directly across the hall. "It's
quite dark, you see," he said. "This
Is where a couple of editorial writers
sit. They go home nights lucky dogs,
not being newspaper men." Bartelmy
was quick enough to catch the Ironical
comment of the busy managing editor
on the scholarly men who wroto the
opinions of the paper. Brand drew
the Judge hack into his otllee and lock
ed the door behind him.
"Now we are alono. absolutely
alone," commented Brand significant
ly. He led the way to bis desk and
pointed out to the Judge the chair at
the right hand tide. Brand dropped
Into bis own chair. "Have a seat,
Judge," he said.
Judge Bartelmy drew the chair in
dicated eveii closer to the managing
editors desk and seated himself in it.
He leaned forward toward Brand and
rested bis elbow on tbo desk. His
face was within ten or twelve Inches
of the telephone.
(To Be Continued.)
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