26/31 You bet I was giving nothing away. 'I'd pay for it and pay well,' said he, 'if I could get some stuff that would suit my editor.' I said what I thought would please him best, and he handed me a twenty-dollar bill for my information. 'There's ten times that for you,' said he, 'if you can find me all that I want.'" "What did you tell him, then ?" "Any stuff I could make up." "How do you know he wasn't a newspaper man ?" "I'll tell you. He got out at Hobson's Patch, and so did I.I chanced into the telegraph bureau, and he was leaving it. 'He fires a sheet of this off every day,' said the clerk. |