Show some like them bold by ARTHUR al YORK mcclure New simper syndicate features W WALTER ALTER GATES sat straight as I 1 a rod although it was nearly four hours since he had started wait ing to see the managing editor edito r ile he was poised hopefully on the edge of the chair as it if he expected each minute might bring back the copy boy with the news that mr pool fool was ready to see him about tho the reporting job but instead the photographer come came around the corner for or the fourth time from the direction ot of the clacking blacking clack ing city room walt stopped him never get to see the old man sitting here matey the photographer informed him he ile hates appointments funny that way then how does anyone ever see bhim him walt inquired ills his forehead was furrowed deeply up to the line of his thick blond hair ile ho explained he had had a little reporting expert experience before army service now that he was discharged ho he wanted to get back into newspaper work ile he shifted his weight from one foot to the other proving to himself again that tho the artificial logs legs they pass out these days aro are no handicap the photographer stepped closer to walt and spoke softly from the corner of his mouth ile he suggested walt break in on the he chief but dont lot let on you know who he is 19 11 the photographer schemed 1 I know a guy who got a job that way only he know ho he was talking to pool see but I 1 do that walt protested to stop you pools a quiet guy but ho he likes em cm bold 0 V j t ti 1 but I 1 think the paper Is too neutral As walter descended to the pressroom where the chief was the acrid odor of 0 the etching acid reached alm ilm he had always thought it displeasing but now he recognized it as part of tho the nostalgia every enthusiastic thusia reporter has for a newspaper office it was akin to the unkempt appearance of 0 city rooms and the crippled typewriters about which the reporters always complain walt casually observed the blur of newsprint threading through the presses and pretending he belonged there from the corner of his eye he ha hunted for mr pool all the tha men wore tho the handmade boxlike caps which most pressmen fashion for themselves from a piece of newsprint paper all except one walt looked at him film more closely ile ho stood with his hands behind his back doing nothing but observe moaning machines ile he fitted exactly tho the p photographers description of mr pool ile he wore large black rimmed glasses and his graying hair was parted far to one side walt strolled casually up tip to him and they watched the presses together after waiting for mr pool to speak first walt ventured theres no end to the tha excitement of seeing the paper go to press is there ile he had to shout to be heard the man merely glanced at walt coolly over tho the bark dark rims of 0 his glasses 1 I like tho the post walt resumed its a good solid paper lot of tradition behind it but heres where he took the photographers cue ile he searched self consciously tor for ideas that were not his own but I 1 think the paper is too neutral it never gets excited about aar anything know what I 1 mean there was still no remark from mr pool it ought to have dell definite nite policies ought to guide the thinking of its readers reader a on important topics yeah tho the man looked walt sternly up and down 1 I think the post needs now new blood walt went on oil young blood ile he considered giving himself elf ns as an example but decided against being too obvious of course its tho the men at the top who count where policies are concerned perhaps the post needs a new managing editor ile ho was sorry as soon as the bold words had passed his lips but ills his corn comments ments had brought the mans head around with a jerk but now with mr pool glaring at him in apparent anger walt could only add weakly what do you think 1 I unk think youre batty as a loon walt felt his cheeks checks burn ile he sought some way to escape as gracefully as possible but I 1 know the man added ile he brought his hands from behind his back and placed a boxlike paper cap on his head im only a pressman myself |