A Yellow Journalist (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1905. Excerpt: ... II HONORS ARE EASY Between Miss Massey and Mr. Thompson "And where were you at the time the arrest was made? " I demanded. He sat opposite me in the little hotel parlor--Blewett, local correspondent, his clothes too tight for him, his skull too thick, his vanity too dense for disgust to penetrate. "Oh I was at a dance, you know," he said in an aggrieved tone. "It was after eleven. 'Pon my soul, I believe it was almost twelve. What the deuce the sheriff wanted to do the thing in the middle of the night for, I can't see--unless the Times-Record bought him. Blamed unfriendly, I call it. I'll roast him good and brown for it some" "The Office," I interrupted, "is not altogether charmed." "Well, they can't blame me " I looked at him--the picture of fat, self-satisfied dullness. "Why, I understand that fellow Thompson of the Times-Record" he went on, " came up from the city and worked the thing up on the sly--nice thing for a gentleman to do They tell me, when he was ready and had his story all written, including a faked interview with the prisoner, he waited purposely till eleven o'clock before turning his proofs over to the sheriff and witnessing the arrest. Then he filed his copy at the telegraph office and went off to bed. When I got wind of it, at midnight" "Oh " I groaned. "Yes, wasn't it beastly of him? I did try to send a message, but the operator was busy with his stuff, the telephone wires were down, and" "And why in the name of peace didn't you ride to Grafton, rout out the operator there, and send us just a word, just a line, to save our face We could have padded it out. We'd have done anything. Oh, if you could have seen McCabe's face when he got down at noon and saw that T-R scoop " Blewett stared at me, blinking solemnly. "Why, d'ye know," he s...