St. Charles City Republican intelligencer. [volume] (St. Charles City [Charles City], Iowa) 1857-1861, 1859-04-14

wish to heaven Job had willed me
his stock Of patience when he died.
am sure no man ever had greater
need Of it, 1t is hot enough up here
to singc my eyebrows, and my heads
aching and throbbng as if there was
an earthquake brewing in it. ! feel
for all the world like somebody had
introduced churn dasher and churncd
my brains until they were as soft as
butter. Jim Lane and Kansas what
hurly burly there is on this street.
| believe every carriage, buggy, hack
omnibus, cart, dray, and whccl-barrow.
in the whole length and breadth Of the
city, have done nothing all day but
rattle up and down the pavement,
throwing as much dust into my eyes
as | do into the eyes of the public
I've read over exchanges until I'm
nearly blind, for something to fill up
my paper, and have found nothing at-
ter all worth bauble. Wonder what
the deuce those editors were about,
that they got up such horribly dull
papers this week !! Pm as hungry as
a wolf, but before | can take a home
ward step, I've four columns of proof
to read, besides these dull books to
review, complimentary notices to write
of them, a leader to that speech, and
that huge letter to -, goodness gra-
cious and gracious goodness =. is my
head going to burst open? There's
one man complaining that he don't get
his paper regularly--wants me to have
it corrected as il was postmaster
and mail carrier, as well as editor
And what's this blotched, crumpled
affair
"MEEsrER EDlTER pleas change mi
papir to our nu postoflice, as it is more
handy to me than the ole wnn, and
oblige 4 POOL"
A Pool! I'll apply to the Legisla'
ture to have your name changed to A
Fool.
"MEssRs. EproRs Permit friend
to make a suggestion. We like yonr
paper in this section. We regard il
as the standard organ Of our party,
but there is an objection which FIRE
qucntly hear urged against it; there's
not enough variety in it. We like
| politics, but you know the old adage
You can choke dog on pudding
Many of your subscribers can't atiorC
To take more than one paper, anc
therefore wish variety. A hint t
/ the wise is sufficient"
Let's see what this man who write,
such thunder and lightning hanc
says for himself
Mr.. EDITOR take your paper be
cause it is political Journal, and
would respectfully say, that | wish t,
heaven you would keep stories, poe
try, anecdotes and 50 forth, out of il
When | wish to read such stuff, II
take the \. Y. Ledger, the Picayunc
the Saturday Evening Post, or SOM
such trash. You must either stop i
or stop my subscription"
Now, how the mischief am I t
please everybody, I'd like to know
BY Jupiter! I'll just please mysel
and let everybody go to -. L.
turn my back to this EDITORS sanctur
forever and day" But, micro>
, copes and spectacles what's this
The letters are nearly as large as pi
points. Pete, run over to Clarke
with my compliments, and ask him t
: lend me his most powerful magnifyin
glass. And while he's gone I'll do
: little putting, if can find cigar,
not, I'll have to use my pen.
A pause, during which the editor
after exploring half score of pocl
cts, finds cigar but can't parade
= match, whereupon his face is draw
up in beautiful puckcr, and he swear
But no matter Pete has arrived wi,