Larry Dexter's Great Search; Or, the Hunt for the Missing Millionaire — Howard R. Garis / Howard Roger Garis

Into the city room of the New York Leader hurried Mr. Whiggen, the telegraph editor. In his hand was a slip of paper, containing a few typewritten words. Mr. Whiggen laid it on the desk of Bruce Emberg, the city editor. "Just came in over our special wire," said Mr. Whiggen. "Looks as if it might be a bad wreck. That's a dangerous coast. I thought you might like to send one of your men down to cover it." "Thanks," replied the city editor. "I will. Let's see," and, while he read the message, a score of reporters in the room looked up to see what had caused the telegraph editor to come in with such a rush. This is what Mr. Emberg read from the slip Mr. Whiggen handed him: "BULLETIN. -- S.S. Olivia ashore off Seven Mile Beach, on sand bar. Big steerage list, some cabin passengers -- fruit cargo. Ship badly listed, but may get off at high tide. If not, liable to break up in storm. Passengers safe yet. -- ASSOCIATED PRESS." There followed a brief description of the vessel, compiled from the maritime register, giving her tonnage, size, and when built. "Um," remarked Mr. Emberg when he had read the short message, which was what newspaper men call a "flash" or bulletin, intended to notify the journals of the barest facts of the story. "This looks as if it would amount to something. I'll send a man down. Have we any one there?"