The Daily empire. (Dayton, Ohio) 1865-1867, 1867-07-02

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LB- The Young Mems Saint Louis hsso-
ciation are making preparation for good
time at their picnic at the MIt Gro,rhdsnn
the Fourth. a,.F U
tE- The heated term still continues, but
Langdon & Bro. are prepared for It, aud
will sell you an Ice chest or refrigerator rs
cheap as you can buy them. ....
NEwsPAPERs speaking Of heproy-
ince OF newspapers and the manner IN
which they are Judged by the public a CO.
temporary very pertinentiy says: ''ft is
unreasonable TO expect that the public
press will always publish only such things
rs we, individually, like" A -person of
strictly religious habits and tastes becomes
offended II he sees an account Of "a prize
fight, or anything else, that to him seems
sinful, forgetting that the newspaper is
simply public mirror re1eeting the every
day transactions Of life, and that that
which may be worm wood and gall to his
soul, as he looks into the mirror, may be
sweet and palatable to the differently eda
Gated senses of his neighbor. Men need
not read that which seems Objectionable
TO them, but pass It quietly by for some
other paragraph more suited to theiridea
An editor has a sorry enough time of it in
catering to the tastes and ideas of his
thousands ofreaders, many of whom think
they could do the business better than he,
when, in fact, il they were to
attempt it, they would, in ten days,
we venture the assertion, throw down
the quill in disgust and retire willingly
from the performance ofa task, more
Onerous and thankless than that of any
other business. How much more reasona-
BILE it would be-how much more humane
how much nearer rendering justice, to
commend for the great good the editor ac-
complishes than to censurc, growl and
grunble ut every seeming indiscretion, or
the omission of some item of which they
may be cognizant when the editor is not.
Like true mirror in all other respects,
the newspaper reflects the every day fea-
lures of the community in which itis pub
lished, whether they are moral social or
pecunidry nature, as well us political, and il
the reflection is not what might be dcsiT
ed, the cause may most always be found in
the fact that the steer furnishing of the
mirror has been neglected and suffered to
become dim. In other words the editor is
not sufficiently supported In his efforts to
hold it up for a more perfect picture.
GO WAY FROM OAR. AS we sat on
the verandah enjoying cigar the other
uight, when all around was still-when
nature herself seemed to have retired to
rest, and when only single light save our
own could be seen within the scope of our
vision, we fell into reverie-a sort ofI
dreamy trance-like condition of mind and
perhaps were dropping asleep, when we
were suddenly aroused by the light touch
of skilful hand across the strings of
banjo, and as an accompaniment to the
notes there waited out upon the night afr,
those charming words from one of Africa's
gifted sons
"LubIy Rosa samhos come,
Don't YOU hear lie banjo,
Tum, tunl, tum ~
We we're thoroughly awake in moment,
the ashes were knocked from our cigar,
and our eyes Immediately took the direc-
ton from whence the sounds eminated
Here was a chance for lOcal-a chance
mot to be sneezed att either, lest it might
frighten the parties and we loose the de-
nouement. How breathlessly stiIl we kept.
How could we know who the Juliet to this |
dark complexloned Romeo might be
whether she was dark or fair-her voice |
had not yet fallen upon our ear. Hark |
there, up goes the window sRsh-yes, and I
voice rings out OH the still night air, "Go |
way from dar, what you comm round hiar
dis time o. night, 'sturbin spectacle peo-
pies sleep wild your old banjo, for? Go
way from dar Sam Jonsing, knows you,
does, and if you don't go way from dar,
calls dem Meterpolitans, / does. Take |
yourself off now and don't come 'sturbn'
folks wild your old banjo
This, we thought, was stuuner and |
Jonsing would have to vamoose. Not so,
however. Again his fingers swept across
the strings, and again them tloated upon the
night air: ...r
"Lnby Rosa don't say SO,
But listen awhile to de
Oie banjo II
But Rosa was incorrigible and with
many an imprecation and threat, bade Mr..
Jonsing "go away from dar," as she didn';
intend that respectable folks should be dis
turbed by his nonsense, and the window
sash went down with n Jerk. Jonsing must