Beautiful but Poor — page 189: what you’re looking at

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180 BEAUTIFUL BUT POOR. CHAPTER XXXVIL. HOW THE NEWS WAS RECEIVED. Mr. W—— was up and out bright and early that Sunday morning, anxious to see the Sunday papers, daily and weekly, most of which he knew did not oo to press till late in the night, or rather early in the morning, and he hoped from these to hear some- thing about the storm on the Sound—something to assure him of the safety of the one who was first and foremost in his thoughts. All that he could find in these papers was that just as they were clos- ing up their columns to go to press a fearful gale was blowing from the northeast, and that disasters on the Sound and all along the Atlantic coast might be expected. But none had been heard from yet. All the Sound line steamers left at their regular hour, and must meet and face the gale en route. And this was all he could learn without tele- graphic news came of sufficient importance to cause the issue of extras. Nervously he watched for these, and at last, not far from noon—a little after it—he heard a street Arab shouting: ‘**Ere’s yer extra. ’ Kre’s news 0’ the big storm!”’ He rushed out into the street, tore a paper out of the hand of the yelling urchin, threw him a quarter, and then read the heading in startling capitals: “comicbooks Col