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Folks are
spending millions per annum for the glad scream at night, they'll pay just
the same morning, give them a chance. I live on a laugh,' said I, to
Chaffner. He looked me over and he said: 'When you get too big for the
papers, you come to me and I'll make a top-notch reporter out of you.'
'Thanks Boss,' said I, 'you couldn't graft that job on to me, with
asphaltum and a buzz saw. I'm going to be on your front page 'fore you
know it, but it's going to be a poetry piece that will raise your hair; I
ain't going to frost my cake, poking into folks' private business, telling
shameful things on them that half kills them. Lots of times I see them
getting their dose on the cars, and they just shiver, and go white, and
shake. Nix on the printing about shame, and sin, and trouble in the papers
for me!' I said, and he just laughed and looked at me closer and he said,
'All right! Bring your poetry yourself, and if they don't let you in, give
them this,' and he wrote a line I got at home yet."
"Is that all about Chaffner?" asked Douglas.


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