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Show Jokers Frame "Exclusive" for Scribe; They're Guessing HOPES of a young, enterprising reporter for what promised a real story were dashed to the ground yes'erday by the "cruel" action of a group of "heartless" jokers. In the oit'ioc of the Orem Electric railroad yesterday the y. o. reporter heard fragments of a conversation between W. C. Orem, Ror Beasun, traffic manager. and ! Charles Tyng of the Tyng Warehouse S. Storage- company. 1 , "T'U i-rU '-ou a 50 -foot frontage ret to the Dooly Mo.-k. tear down tht buildings and finance Tne erection erec-tion of a inillion-dol.ar terminal, ' declared de-clared Mr. Tyng. L prirkinc up his ear-? and listening ; interestedly, the reporter began to take r.o'ez. 1 i "Ti.is means ?n expenditure of million-." protested Mr. Orem. L The rci.orter wrlzgleu with cesta.sy. "But now is the time to build. The I'mure of Salt Uake is aured." Mr. Tvng continued. "Tl Id. sthould increase freight traffic over the road more than 100 per cent. Why. you'll put tiiu Oregon Short Line out of business." .Sizzling with excitement, toe reporter re-porter burst into the office. "Oh, gee, fellows," ho exclaimed brea thlcssiy. "I heard you. L'o I get t!rs exclusively? exclu-sively? Tell itp home more." Whi'e the reporter watched with a puzzled face- the three men rocked with laughter. Finally recovering his gravity. Koss Beacon managed to explain. ex-plain. "Beg pardon, son. Thi.s is a practical prac-tical joke v - just tried on you. We Kiivv you coining and " Here, mirth overca me him and he relapsed again into roars of laughter. Crestfallen. the reporter turned lowa'-d the dour. Tho divine afflatus, howt'fr, came to his rescue, and he turned Cie tabley. "I don't care." iie said. "It's a good story and I'm going go-ing to print it." And despite howls of protect from the office he mado his escape. |