David Lockwin—The People's Idol by John McGovern
page 118 of 249 (47%)
page 118 of 249 (47%)
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The victorious newspaper is out and on the streets--the greatest chronicle of any age--the most devout function of the most conventional epoch of civilization. The night editors of all other city newspapers look with livid faces on that front page. They scan the true and succinct account of Corkey's interview, which reaches them an hour later. They indignantly throw it in the waste-basket, cut off the correspondents by telegraph, and proceed hurriedly to re-write the front page of their exemplar. The able editor comes down the next day and writes a leader on the great shipwrecks of past times, the raft scene and the heroism of Corkey. Corkey and his mascot are still at Wiarton. Corkey is superintending the search for the yawl and Lockwin's body. Superintending the search is but a phrase. Corkey is exhibiting his mascot, pounding on the hotel bar and accepting the congratulations of all who will take a drink. The four correspondents fall back on the Special Survivor and hope for sympathy. "We have been discharged by our papers," they cry in bitter anger and deep chagrin. "Can't you get us re-instated?" they implore, in eager hope. |
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