Katherine walked through the door of the New York Sun. Sipping her now luke-warm coffee. Her detour with Ruth had set her back a little later than she normally arrive, but she was still earlier than most of the Newspaper Workers. (other than the Newsies who sold the papers) She quickly made her way to the elevator. Mason the little boy who operated the elevator smiled as she approached:

"Hey Kathy! Yous a little late today."

She smiled and pulled the other sweet roll out of the paper bag and handed it to him. A daily tradition she had started when she found out the boy didn't ever have a proper breakfast. She had bought the other one for herself, but didn't mind going without if it meant that little girl had something to eat today.

"Yes, I just had to stop and help someone."

"Yous' always helping people ain't you Kathy?"

"I try Mason, I just hope I can put some good back into the world."

"You sure make a difference to me Miss Plumber. I always starvin' until you started sharing your breakfast with me."

She smiled at him glad to know she had made a small difference.

Katherine stepped out of the elevator into the newsroom. It was quite and calm for the moment, but she knew it would soon be buzzing with excitement within the next hour. She walked over to her desk and, and sighed. Hanging her coat and hat on the hook next to the door of the office that read: Charles Dana, Editor. She sat down and began transcribing the notes she had dictated to her at the end of the day yesterday.

When she left home it was her intention to look for a job as a reporter, but as her father suspected no one was looking for a female reporter, especially one as young as Katherine. Charles Dana had been impressed with her spunk, and offered her a job as his personal secretary. Even though it wasn't reporting, she was at least close to the action. Mr. Dana was very impressed with her quick shorthand and lightning fast typing. She often was asked to edit and type up stories that reporters had put together. It wasn't the most glamorous job, but It paid her bills.

Editor in Chief Charles Dana walked up to her desk taking off his coat and hat, and placing it on the hook next to hers.

"Good Morning, Miss Plumber. Any urgent telegrams this morning?"

"Nothing yet Mr. Dana, but I'm sure it's just a matter of time."

Mr. Dana smiled at her and set a stack of papers on her desk.

"Here are yesterday's top stories, please transcribe them before noon so we can send it to the press."

Katherine cringed in her head, but politely smiled at her boss.

"Right away Mr. Dana."

Katherine put a fresh piece of paper into her typewriter and picked up the first page. This was not the life she had left her home for. This mundane life seem to be almost as endless as life in her parent's world. She wanted to get out, but she had bills to pay. She sighed and said to herself...

"Comeon Katherine, let's start the day. Hopefully something interesting will happen."

She didn't realize how soon that "something" would come.