“Just made that in time,” said the city editor, as Larry came back. “Now, Mr. Steifert, get ready a better and longer story for the next edition. You can take a little more time.”
Matters became more quiet in the office after the first edition had gone to press. There were to be two more editions, and there still remained plenty of work to do. Once or twice Larry was sent to get proofs from the composing room and luckily he made no errors.
It was getting on toward four o’clock when the last edition was getting ready to close.
“Copy!” called Mr. Emberg, holding out a bunch of paper and not looking up to see who answered his summons.
Larry ran and grabbed it and sped down the hall. Halfway down he was met by Peter, who also had some papers in his hand.
“I’ll put that in the tube for you,” said Peter. “I’ve got some more to go in.”
At first Larry hesitated. Then, thinking perhaps Peter wanted to make up for his recent unkind remarks, Larry gave him the copy and returned to the city room.
A little later the big presses began thundering in the sub-cellar, and soon the first copies of the last edition were off and a boy brought several to the city room.
“Here! What’s this?” cried Mr. Emberg suddenly, after a hasty glance over the paper. “Where’s that story about Alderman Murphy?”
“I handed it to you,” said one of the reporters.