A REPORTER’S TROUBLES.

Evening Star, Issue 3377, 16 December 1873, Page 2

A REPORTER’S TROUBLES.

A reporter sends n« the following“ One in authority on the Star has made life a burden to mo for the last few days. He said on Tuesday morning : ‘ There you are, you have not got a word about the clothes-line that came unhitched at Pelichet Bay yesterday, and would have let all the week’s wash into the mud, only the woman was equal to the occasion, and had lacking-holder.’ On Wednesday he became sarcastic, observed that some people novsr saw locals until t|,ey hit them on their noses ; otherwise ‘ how on earth. sd_l miss that shark and those trout.’ Yesterday lie malevolent, ami thought that being clerk to ai fish, boat would be more in my line than newspaper writing, for ‘how tho deuce 1 came to miss that brick in the parapet of a house in Princes street that if anyone had climbed up and loosened it, it must ineviuUy U've fallen down and caused perhaps a fatal accident;'’ This made me angry, and to-day 1 went out hnulirg for a local, T got on the end of every jelly, ai)d | stood there, off and on, for three hours or thereabouts, and not a. shark turned up. (Inly rule dirty little boy said to another dirty liUle Iv.y that he ‘ eggspected a<< ow I v/d« ft new chum, and wos a Jookin’

out for 'ome,’ I went patiently up the Water of Leith and looked for trouts, but only got laughed at by a man in charge of a saw-mill, who asked mo if I wanted to see through the world and out on the other side, I began to give the thing up, but fortunately I got tne materials for the following local as 1 came home : —About one o’clock this afternoon as a poor foreigner named Macskntchen was walking on the east side of George street, he was suddenly accosted by a native called U Mica, a wellknown character; at the same moment, as it most unfortunately happened, the carriage of Mrs i)e Bloggs was approaching at a rapid rate. When the parties became aware of the inevitable consequences, a fearful panic ensued. The little boy to whom we have previously alluded made desperate elicits to escape, and the abreks of the wretched women were quite heart-vending. The man alone retained ids presence of mind, for as the steamer came quickly on to the doomed ciaft, he was seen making frantic attempts to feud her off with a new silk umbrella. All was, however, in vain ; the engine with its fiery breath was on them in the twink ing of an eve, and the six horses and hpavily weighted coach passed over the palpitating forms. As this fearful accident will form the subject of a coroners enquiry tomorrow wc refrain from comment, but cannot avoid rom irking that great blame is attackable somewhere.”