The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1867-04-04
as passed on to the supper

taht regions, beau tiful countries that
others have explored at great expen-
ses and some risk of life; sometimes
to the fierce fields Of battle, blood, and
carnage pictured SO wildly that they
seemed, indeed, before, us, while we
were safe and comfortable in our little
home or singing over the stray waits
of real poetry which often find their
way into the newspaper, touching a
tender chord in every heart-as / wont
to do, stretched myselfupon the sofa
and tried to sleep.
Tommy" whispered Mary, s'run
over to MIR. Wild's and see if you can
not borrow his paper"
But Tommy soon returned with the
answer that "Mr. Wild was reading it
himself.'
"Ihen go to Mr.. Browns and You
cannot get his, go to Mr.. Gates
But Tommy was not more success
ful at either of these places. Mr..
Brown had taken his down town, and
Mr.. Gates ''did not like to lend his pa
per. l thought his father took it,
A disappointed sigh was Mary's only
answer.
"The particulars Of that murder af-
fair in the paper this week, said my
wife, with slight frown upon her
brow, land I really would like to see
it."
"And Mile Milfords new story was
to come out in this weeks paper. !
really wish / could borrow it some
where said Mary.
Here, Tommy" said I, taking five
cents from my pocket, rundown to the
news Office and buy copy, if it's not
to late, or to, the publishing of
| fce''
Tommy soon returned out of breath.
81 We ran enough after that old news
paper. with just a touch ofhis fathers
spunk, and [ won't go again. The
publishing office was closed, and the
news office had not q number left.
would like to find out, thongh, when
that celebration is coming off, Nobody
knows for sure but the paper It is in
that, father he added. The minds of
ali as well as myself were on the miss
ing paper, but was thoroughly out of
patience with myself, and with them.--
81 tell you don't know anything about
| it, / replied, in a not very amiable
tone, | fear. "Seems to me you are
all wonderfully interested in that con-
founded paper since you know it's
stopped. don't want to hear another
word about it.'' This put uuietus
upon the subject, at least for the time.
However, as timeIassed, ,on, ] began
to think [ had made very little progress
toward bettering my condition, and
| that of gathering ginformationof current
events ''by intercourse with others"
was very unreliable source. Every
one gave coloring peculiarly his own,
and every one needs to read for him.
self to have correct idea of what is
going on around him. - -
Besides this, my business from dull
became duller, and eventually dullest;
while my neighbors across the way,
with no better qualifications of facilities
!. than myself, seemed to be doing q
driving business. Could it be because
they advertised in -locals-that which
nobody took the trouble to read
Doubtful.
One day I met an old friend and Gus
toner whom I had not seen for a long
time. I had often wondered what had
become Of him, as well as some others
of his neighborhood, who were once
good paying customers of mine.
"How are you p said he, giving me
his hand. "How do you prosper?'-
Going down hill, eh p -
Il hope not I replied, with
| faint smile. ......
"Well, I see you have stopped ad-
vertising, and I supposed you had
closed out or smashed up and, as 1
am usually in hurry when come to
town, go where they advertise to do
work well and promptly This is why
[ have not seen you lately. Good bye,
sir. If you are still in the business,
let US see your card and know where
you are and what you, are doing ?"
began to think better of advertising
than before, and on my way home I
gave the publisher of the paper call.
Il begin to think, friend;" said /, 81
began in the wrong. direction to curtail
expenses !; that 7 was indeed penny
wise and pound foolish when l with
drew my patronage. Our interests ale
more intimately CONNECTED than / could
have believed, until I made the expert
ment"
Thereupon I was again enrolled on
his list of subscribers, and half col
umn devoted to my affairs. And I free
I ly confess that Ihave no occasion TO
regretthe expenditure. My old custom
ers,and many new ones, began to make
their appearance, business began to re-
.vive, and ere long 1 feltrwarranted in
the eSpediency Of securing an assist
amt. a.ss-s. .r.a ..-a,..f fa
My family were gratifed at the ap-
pearance of their old friend, the news
paper. and / am resolved, that, I will
give up my sale and cigars, (which for
ne would be quite sacrifice. prize.
more highly than ever before, my news
paper. vae. ~ s,.
Diggory says he always respects old
age, except when some one sticks him
with pair Of tough chickens.
Mrs. Darlington being asked how
deep Ike had gone in the oil business,
replied-siv hundred feet in one COM
pany. -
A conl1ino LOT