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Show GETTING SCHWAB'S PICTURE j I xVv A photographer tells how he outwitted out-witted Charles M. Schwab, the steel man, in order to get a photograph o him. The photographer was sent to Lo-rotto, Lo-rotto, the little Pennsylvania mountain moun-tain town where Schwab spent' his boyhood, and where he has built himself him-self a magnificently appointed country home. It was easy enough to secure Mr. Schwab's permission to photograph photo-graph his residence, and, in fact, everything that belonged to him in Loretto except himself and Mrs Schwab. The steel magnate left town one morning before the photographer arose. On the day appointed for Mr. Schwab's return thii picture man, hiring hir-ing a trap, drove along the stage road until he reached a high hill just a mile beyond the village. Here he hitched his horse and seated himself on a ten-- ten-- foot embankment. Two hours later a splendid motor car began to ascend the hill. Slowly the car came toward the photographer, and pretty soon he saw who were in it none other than Mr. Schwab himself and Mrs. Schwab. For some reason or other they didn't sec the photographer until they were right under him, and then it was too late to act. The picture man smiled as he saw Mr. Schwab turn up a shielding arm full ten seconds after the camera had clicked. Then, as he realized the futility of it all, he turned toward the photographer and called out: "If there had been two roads into this town instead of one, I'd have kept you guessing, all right!" |
