The weekly north Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1857-1867, 1865-08-16
Life ON = Daily Morning Paper.

Life ON Daily Moxning Paper. ,n-
The editor of the indianapolis Jouyna
told the simple truth when he wrote th,
following: ... 90
Little does the reader know Of The tolls
and vexations incident to labor on morn
ing paper. As the damp sheet, filled will
the latest news, is opened at the breakfas
table, and the eye eagerly devours "whert
is Sherman" "where Sheridan" "what il
Grant deing," "what have We gained,
what lost,"' and ''the situation" is read
and oil the editor thinks, and what tn.
funny local says, and the facts and fancies
presented either to amuse or put the think
ing faculties in operation does the reader
think for an instant Of the throbbing brain
the fevered brow, the incessant tread-mil
toll, necessary to create and gather so much
from all quarters of the earths Not for q
minatel He has paid his money. He
takes his choice. But let US give him .
little history Of life on daily pager, and
if he don't sympathize, he will at least
know how hard thing it is to labor and t
wait. rs Do8 -.s- ...t
At early dawn {for we will commenc,
when the paper is out, and 60 on till tn.
next dsybreak) numerous boys are seer
rushing from the basement of the buildin,
where the paper is printed, with bundles o
papers on their arms: these are the carriers
Next follow the mail-bags to their differen
localities. As the sun rises, the tired press
men and engineer are seen emerging, pallit
With nightly work. As it gets higher, th'
working force of the Office may be seer
coming in, until at II A. NJ, all may be q
the Office.
In the composition room. the cases ar,
hlled in the morning, preparatory to settins
up the next days paper. The tired work
men Of the night before-for it IS a self
evident fact that all printers on morning
papers are constantly tired-wearily FL
their cases, looking now and then, if it b.
a pleasant day, on the gay, healthy, busy
throng in the streets beneath them. Their
they 60 to dinner, not with an appetite, fo
an appetite does not exist in the bowels o
q morning paper printer, but with kine
Of craving to fill up with something, tn
same as men eat dried apples at cheal
boarding house, or babies eat dirt. Well
dinner is over; two o'clock comes, an,
they pitch in to work. Then It is constan
work till six. Then they 60 to supper, ant
find the way thronged with lnen who's
days work is done, knowing that in tw,
hours their toll commences, to run all night
Supper is soon over. An exhausted maj
eats but little. Eight o'clock finds them a
| work.
Up, stairs the gas blases, and twenty pal
men work. Ineligible communication
bother their eyesight. A heated, fetid
sitting atmosphere destroys their lungs
Constant attempts to make sense out O
nonsense worry their brains. Yet tn,
fingers are busy wife and little folks a
home look to them for food. Twelve o'clocl
midnight The editorials and locals are VI
for the next publication, and in comes tn
telegraph, in detached pieces. like lingering
sweetness long drawn out. If any horrible
spectre was invented to trouble guilt,
minds, or to make men insane, it is tn
telegraphic dispatches OF the Associate,
Press. Full Of abbreviations, omissions Q
words, nonsense personfied, how can
reasonable being expect a rational man
after fourteen hours of work, to make hea'
OF tail to it? Yet it is sometimes DONE
No thanks to the operator.
Well, the telegraph is up, and, the variou
"slugs" having corrected, the forema,
makes up the paper, and the clock strike
-four" Then the tired boys 90 home, T.
seek uneasy rest, and to meet the tire,
pressman again the next morning, who ha
been running the "owl train" all night.
How, amid the weary hours, they pan
for the fresh air, the pen need not tell
How they look at maps to find names Q
places, and long for the islands. of the sea
where the breezes Of health may fan thei
cheeks and the changing sound of machiner,
does not come, is needless to MENTION =
They toll into another world, for their re
ward never comes in this And let tn
reader hope for a good world for the telling
patent daily morning paper men,-editors
reports, compositors, and pressmen. S
mote it be
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