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As the aftermath of his anger there remained with him a grim determination. It was implicit in his voice, as he addressed Shearson, who walked in upon him. "Cut out every line of medical from the paper." "When?" gasped Shearson. "Now. For to-morrow's paper." "But, Mr. Surtaine " "Every damned line. And if any of it ever gets back, the man responsible loses his job."
Get her estimate of how fast she was going. We'll print anything she says. Then he's to go to St. James Hospital, and ask about the nurse. I'll give him the details of the accident." News of a certain kind, of the kind important to the inner machinery of a newspaper, spreads swiftly inside an office. Within an hour, Shearson, the advertising manager, was at his chief's desk.
It's always 'A State Street Department Store' or 'A Warburton Avenue Shop. Ask Ellis if that isn't so." "Correct," said Ellis. "Why shouldn't it be so?" cried Shearson. "You fellows make me tired. You're always thinking of the news and never of the advertising. Who is it pays your salaries, do you think? The men who advertise in the 'Clarion." "Hear! Hear!" from Dr. Surtaine.
From now on the first consideration of the 'Clarion' will be news and not advertising." "Then, good-night 'Clarion," pronounced Shearson with entire solemnity. "Is that your resignation, Mr. Shearson?" "Do you want me to quit?" "No; I don't. I believe you're an efficient man, if you can adjust yourself to new conditions. Do you think you can?" "Well, I ain't much on the high-brow stuff, Mr.
And the sentence which I have just added, thanks to you, is this: "'The proprietor of this scheme which drives penniless women to the street or to suicide is John M. Gibbs, principal owner of the Boston Store." Words failed Shearson; also motive power, almost. For reckonable seconds he stood stricken. Then slowly he got under way and rolled through the door.
Now, if I can get a good rate from you, it's a go." "Mr. Shearson, the advertising manager, is your man. I don't know anything about advertising rates." "Then you'd best get busy and learn," cried Dr. Surtaine. "I'm learning other things." "For instance?" "What news is and isn't." "Look here, Boyee." Dr. Surtaine's voice was surcharged with a disappointed earnestness. "Put yourself right on this.
Much conjecture was expressed and not a little cynicism. "Compared to us Ishmael would be a society favorite if Surtaine carries this through," said one. "It means suspension in six months," prophesied Shearson. But most of the men were excitedly enthusiastic. Your newspaper man is by nature a romantic; otherwise he would not choose the most adventurous of callings.
With the thought came a warm glow of loyalty to his fellow workers; to the men who, knowing more than he knew, had yet accepted his ideals so eagerly and stood to them so loyally; to the spirit that had flashed to meet his own at that first "Talk-It-Over" breakfast, and had never since flagged; to Ellis, the harsh, dogged, uncouth evangel, preaching his strange mission of honor; to Wayne, patient, silent, laborious, dependable; to young Denton, a "gentleman unafraid," facing the threats of E.M. Pierce; even to portly Shearson, struggling against such dismal odds for his poor little principle of journalism to make the paper pay.
Press in his delikit insides. We're out of business for a week, maybe, mending him up." Shearson, however, was in favor of it. It suggested prosperity and aroused public interest. On Hal's return from New York, the fat and melancholious advertising manager had exhibited a somewhat mollified pessimism. "The Boston Store is coming back," he visited Hal's sanctum to announce.
He practically runs the Retail Dry Goods Union. Gibbs, of the Boston Store, is his brother-in-law, and the girl's uncle. Mr. Pierce has got a hand in pretty much everything in Worthington. And he's a bad man in a fight." "So I have heard." "If we print this story " "We're going to print the story, Mr. Shearson." "It's full of dynamite." "It was a brutal thing. If she hadn't driven right on "
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