The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1855-12-01
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Trinis ofnn Editor.
BY KATE EEyILLE.


bow often VIC think when reading the news,
An editor could please he choose
But such apaper as this, why all must agree
That thing OF less interest they never ddseei
But, Sir critic, reflect ere you make noise on,
That one mans meat is another mans poison.
And, lest you prosist in your steady denials,
We'll give you few OF an editors trials:
First--a pretty young lady, upright andfnir,
With paper in hand, walizcs up to achair,
And hastily glancing o'er all that she saw,
she throws itaside with mutteredrshaw
pfi"f No marrlges here .s.!q-s .ss.-s,.s D;
,rt.ss- think 1t is queer, % = .'i -
sso When there's ovcrso many,
!<apiss'i They don't publish any, r
Here's poeiry,-44.,.~ -. Andbaiiics' -----
Sketches, f ~ And seagosi
And ialcs III And law suas
Without ending, pending,
But picnies, or concerts, or parties for me
Such trash 10 paper l.Lcyer did see. s-7 1880
Then nice young man, with cane and mustachc,
Who certainty thinks he is cutting dash, .g,.r
Looks over the list Of playsand sorecs, -T,f ft
Asif vainiy tryingshs fprcyto please, 81 g.,
In theatres In races sa-
Circuses .p And chases,
nfA Operas Inbanquets'
Eg Balls ~ And calls, - 81.
And finally wonders what editors Hean
RS printing paper not At to be seen.
Sentimental young lady next picks sp the paper,
And reads by the light Off dim burning taper,
And onders iflines addressed to Miss Rella
Were net written to her by some cevery young fellow,
Whose pretty and witty, and learned and wise;
But she stops in alarm Mt The ''dark hazel cyes'
For hers are deep blue, f
What pity tist true, s-
aae.,f,,a For no Mr.. Editor,
ss,ss 'Tis all 'bumed on YOU,
What speeches, Andlawing,
And sermons tr.t.s And jawing'
And news D.. And clawing
BY dispatch To match; " fi.
Next a grave politician with dignity giows, 70
Adjusts his gold srcctGclcs ovcrhis nose, .-.,
Takes huge pinch of snufbeforc he proceeds,
Then opens the paper and leisurly reads
.zy ofbreeches ofscnai3, ~. -
-..s.aAnd. speeches, ,.,-sr-=- -ofhoHses -'--
Andforcign H., r.. ofrailways -
.fe9artsl t(3} Andeoart., =
And says, as he reads the last column of war,
What a strange kind ofpcoplc those editors arc,
These rhymes and these love stories 70 print,
If'twonld do any good would give them a hint.
Now prim old maid the paper espies,
And hoidingit carefully off from her eyes,
And frequently mutterns ''la! and da tell!''
She manages TO read very woll-
The marriages, The '"beries,
Accidents, And murders,
ais Suicides, .tl' .' .'r All in .t (
Deaths. sy. breath, .A
And finishing, wonders what sort ofa blundor
The whole ofthc community is under,
To snpporta paper whose prints 50 small
She wonders how some people read it all
Next, an angry contributor, eager fortune
I'm ruined, sir, ruincd--my success, sir, is o'cr,
So many mistakes was no'er heard Of before; .r
Look here at this "s;onnct Addressed to my Lady.'
You've made it 81 Bonnet and Dress for BABY"
Don'ttalk ofmy writing, ana sayi was that
You're an editor, sir, but no gent-that's fiat.
The farmer complains thatis crops are neglected,
While much time is spcnt guessing who be se'cc-
ted.
The minister says 1t should be more scdatc.
Andnot so much wasted on matters ofstatc:
And thousands Of other complaints are made known,
Which the editors back has TO bear all alone;
But Tho worst of Is is, they all join in saying,
Such paper as this, he print without paying.