The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1866-02-23
-ar From the Western Star.
How I Became Famous as an Editor
By N. n. B. G.


also, my friend. Many were the discus
sions we had; for I always insisted that
Johns editorials were not spicy enough;
that he was not radical" did not keep up
with the spirit of the age; was little cold
fogyish,'' in fact; and so, these discussions
invariably ended with some remark like the
following:
"Now, John, if was editor of the
'Uniontown Bngle,' 1 could make it-Well
at least, as good sheet as any in the
State.''
(That "well," dear reader, will tell
you, privately, meant that thought could
beat any man in the State editing paper.)
met John one day-in fact, that meet
ing is one am not likely soon to forget,
for more reasons than one, as you will see,
if you follow me through the following
"thrilling adventures" as Sylvanus Cobb
would say.
Twas fastening ''down town." one sultry
day in August My eyes were fixed upon
the pavement, my thoughts upon-but
that's a secret, even from you, reader
when John came rushing round the corner,
and the by-standers witnessed a scene of
"ground and lofty tumbling" which was
not down on the bills. I, at last, succeed
ed in gaining my equilibrium and my
breath; while John recovered his beaver
not improved, most assuredly, by the con-
tact with the dirty water of the gutter.
"You are just the man am in search
of-'
"WeI, you succeeded in running
against me quite soon enough for practical
purposes" answered, wiping the dust off
my clothes.
81 tell you, was in desperate hurry
to see you
''I :hink you was" I drYly responded.
But John went on, without noticing my
interruption:
81 want you to edit the 'Bugle' for a
week-I have to go to &C on business"
This announcement would have taken
away my breath, had not the previous en-
counter already done so; for, in an instant,
imagination pictured the long editorials,
the spicy columns of locals, and the laugh
ter-provoking 'funnyisms,' that should rem
der the next 'Bugle' the ne p1us uztra of
newspapers.
hastily assured John that was ready
to accede to his proposals, and, following
his sootsteps, mounted three pairs of stairs,
to the ''sanctum,'' where John wheeled
round the big chair, and, thrusting pair
of scissors into my hand, pointed to pile
OF exchanges and then rushed down stairs.
I called to to him, but received reply from
the second landing:
you'll find everything-ssk the fore
man." and his voice died out in the dis
tance; while rsrentered the sanctum,
humming "I am monarch of all I survey
I was settling in my mind whether
should head my first editorial "Our Coun-
try as Tt Is" ''The Great Rebellion" OF
"French Interference" when Copy D
sounded in my ears, and the "deviP' stood
grinning at me, evidently enjoying the start
with which l had greeted the first sound
of his voice.
eye chauced to light upon, can Anecdot'
of Charles the w and returned to my
writing. 1 had hardly completed the frs
line, when the door opened, and this time
the foreman entered.
''We want copy for the inside" he said
''the outside is already made up and h
handed back the .anecdote that had jus
sent to the compositors.
1 think must have looked blank; know
I felt so, for the idea that par tiHplar kim
of copy was required for particular sid
of the panr was something entirely new t
me. 1 hesitated moment, took up pa
per and cut out an article headed "Ou
Country and Her Wants." not noticing
that the paper was a rank Democratic sheet
and the article one abusing the Republica
party in general, and the present admins
tration in particular.
had hardly reached paragraph in m
'leader,' ere another call came for ''Mor
copy" and ''mOre copy" it was, for tn
next six hours. The day closed; but
could not say the same Of my leader-alas
it had only reached its fourth paragraph
and, allow me TO say right here, that tha
was all it ever reached, for the next da
was publication day, and I had the mortif
cation of seeing the paper go to press with
i, out 'long leader, in my best STYLE" j
fact, there was not line of my writing i
p its columns. The ehagrin which thi
thought caused me, was nothing, however
to what was to follow. leave it to tn
imagination of the reader to depict my fee
ings when, upon picking up the damp shee
read the different articles had selected
= The first, as have already stated, was a