The Cable Game: The Adventures of an American Press-Boat in Turkish Waters During the Russian RevolutionWashburn, Stanley
History
The Cable Game: The Adventures of an American Press-Boat in Turkish Waters During the Russian Revolution
Washburn, Stanley
Black Sea -- Description and travel; Russia -- History -- Nicholas II, 1894-1917
ranging through all classes in the community, he must pick and choose
the salient features and the most reliable evidence on which to base
his story. In ten hours a good newspaper man can get the material for a
column cable on almost any “visible situation.” This in the main will
be accurate and correct. The moment he has gotten his message off, he
begins to sketch out his campaign for the coming days or weeks which he
expects the trouble to last. He picks out a half dozen reliable agents
and sends them all over town, interviewing, observing, collecting data
and local color in all quarters. If he knows his business he has a
small but efficient staff in forty-eight hours, which keep him posted
as to the general trend of affairs all over the city. If the wires
are working, he can probably pick up local informants in neighboring
towns to reinforce his story with ideas and viewpoints. If there is
fighting going on he tries to see it without too much risk, so as to
get the “local color,” which only presence on the scene can give. The
dull days are filled in by interviews with as many prominent people as
can be induced to talk. Thus, what seems to an outsider as a difficult
proposition and one involving guesswork and inaccuracy, becomes a very
simple matter.
It was in much this way that I gathered material for my Odessa
cable. I had not time to collect a local staff, for I only remained
thirty-six hours, but I made out fairly well on the collection of
local information by turning Morris and three or four members of my
crew loose for the day to talk with everyone possible. My dispatches to
the consulate gave me quick and easy access to the official view, while
a number of stranded war correspondents at the hotel regaled me with
information, which they could not get out themselves on account of the
telegraph and postal tie-up all over Russia. One rarely drops on a good
situation without meeting a handful of old friends on similar business
bent. In Odessa almost the first man I met ashore was Lionel James of
the London _Times_, in my opinion the best of all the English cable
correspondents. He had been in command of the _Times_ dispatch boat
_Haimun_ in the Russo-Japanese war, and for months had been competing
in the news zone against the dispatch boat I was operating for the
Chicago _Daily News_. I first met him in Chefoo Harbor and again in
Ping Yang Inlet in Korea. He joined the second army and scored a beat
on the cable from Lioa Yang, which broke the Japanese securities in
the London money market. I lost track of him and did not see him again
until Red Sunday days in Petersburg. I was hurried up from a little
investigation of a war scare in the Balkans and almost the first man I
met in the hotel in Petersburg was James. For a few weeks I saw him
daily, and again we parted. He had been on half a dozen assignments
and I around the world when we met on the street in Odessa that cold
December day.
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