The Tiffin tribune. [volume] (Tiffin, Ohio) 1848-1859, 1856-11-14
TRIALS OF AN HDIToR
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nov oiten We Nhlnhs Wheh Feeoluk Aha huWAt
An editor could always please, u he choose
Be, such paper as this, all must agree
That thing Of less in,erost they never did eco.
But, cir erte, reflect, ere you make Noise on
That one mems meats another mans poison.
And, Lost you persls, 10 yotr steady denials,
Wo'llgivo you a few Of an editors ,riall.
First spreHy young lady, sprigh,ly and fair,
With paper IN hand ,walites up to chair,
And hesdly glsucing DER all that she ssw,
She throws aside with mu,,erod "pshSww
No marriage here
think tits queer,
when there's ever 90 many,
They don't publish any,
Here's poetry,
Sketches.
Aud tales
Without ending,
Ard battles,
And siegos,
And Law suits,
Apending,
But no picnic no concerts, or parties FOR me,
Such trash Of paper never did seol
Then, nice youhg man, with cane and nous
Who certainly thinkshs {, cutting dash, [taoho'
Looks over the list Of plays and aolrees,
As.ifvaiuly 'ryiug his fancy to please,
In theatres,
Circuses,
Operas,
Balls,
In races, .f
U.. Aud chesea,
In bonqosts,
Add calls, ..
Aud dnaliy wonders what editors menn
BY printing paper not a. 70 be seen.
Sentimental young lady next picks up the paper
And reads by the light ofa dim bursng taper,
And wonders fines here addressed to Mise
Rolla
Were not written 10 her BY some clever ou n
fellow,
Who's pretty aud why, and learned and wise
Butshe stops 10 alarm at the 'derk basel eyes,
For hers are deep blue,
What pity 'istSusi ..-.
And now, Mr.. Editor,
'TiS ell blamed on youl
What speechos,
IfH And sermons,
. And news
q. BY dispatch,
And lawing.
Andiawing.
% .rf.. To match; ..
Bat no sketches or tales that can see
What kind o man mus the editor be
Ns1ta grave poliilcian who with dignity gIoWS
Adjusts his gold spsctscles over his nose,
Tukss huge pinch Of snuff before he proceeds
Then opens the paper and leiSuroly reads
,H ofbreeohes,
And speechsS,
And foreign
Reports,
OF Senate,
. OF House,
.U ofRail"ayI
And Courts,
And says, al. he reads that last column Of war
whata strange kind ofpeOple these editors arc
These rhymes and these love-Storiest to print;
Iftwould do any good would give them hin.
Now prime old maid the paper sIpisS,
And holding IL carefully of from her eyes,
Aud frsqu entity muttering "la!' aud edo tsll!'
She manages some way to read very we'll
The marriages,
.." "A Accidents,
suicidois
Deathi, "'aff ..
~. The robbenes l.
And murders,
All iE
I'ulo8 ono A breath, HI.
And finishing, wonders what sort efa blunder
The whole Of the community Is under,
FTo support paper whose prin. Is 50 small
She wonders how some people read ishian.
Next an angiy contributor, cage for fame'
I'm ruined sir,ruiued my iuccess, SIR, Is o'eT
Look here at this Sonnet ado dressed to my Lady
You've made it 'Bonnetand dress for Baby
Douttalk Of my writing, and say twas that
You're an editor, sir. bu, no sent--ihafI dat
The farmer eomplaiusthat his crops are neg
| leotod,
While 20 much time Is spent guessing who'll b
elected.
The minister says il should be more ssdate,
Aud 20. 20 much wasted on matters Of State.
And thousands Of other complaints make know
Which the editors back Is 70 bear all alons-
But the worst oft is, they ~ jon in saying,
Such paper as this he can print without
| having