American citizen. [volume] (Canton, Miss.) 1864-1890, 1869-10-30

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stand such Cruel as that! Give me
the Pen -
/ never saw a pen scrape and
scratch so vicionsly, or plough
through another mars verbs SO re-
lentlrssly. While he was in the
midst of his work somebody shot at
him through the open window and
marrcd the symmetry of his ear.
"Ah," said he, "that is that
scoundrel Smith, of the Moral Vol
cano-he was due Yesterday" And
he snatched navy revolver from his
el-Iud":red. Smith dropped, shot
through the thigh. The shot spoiled
Smiths aim, who was just taking a
second chance. and he crippled
stranger. 1t was me. Merely a fin
ger shot off.
Then the chief editor went on with
his eraSures AMI interlineations
just rs he had finished them hand
grenade came down the stOvepipe.
and the explosion shivered the stove
into a thousand fragments. Howev-
eI, it did no further damage, except
that a va@rant piece knocked cou-
pie of my teeth ont.
That stove is utterly ruined,r
said the chief editor.
/ said I believed it was.
Well, no matter-doE't want it
this Kind of weather. / know the
:Aan that did it. I'll get him. Now
here i the way this stuff ought to be
written"
L took the manuscript. IT. was
SCARED with eraslIres and interlinea-
tions, till its mother wouldn't have
known it, if it bad had one. 1t now
read as follows:
SPIRIT OF TIE TENNESSEE PRESS"
.The inverate liars of tho Semi
Weekly Earthquake are evidantly at
tempting to palm off upon a noble
and chivalrons people another of
their vile and brutal falSeiools with
regard to that most noble conception
Of the nineteenth century, the Bally-
hack railroad. The idea that Buzz.
zarivitle was 20 he left off to one
side originated only in their own full
some bTainS-Or rather in the set
things which they regard as brains.
They had better swallow this lie, and
not stop to chew it, either, if they
wish to save their abandoned reptile
carcasses from the cowhiding they
so richly deserve
That ass. Blossom, of the Higgins
vile ThHnderb0t and Battle Cry Of
Freedom, is down here again, bum
= ming his board at the Van Buren.
We observe that the heSotted
blackguard of the Mud Springs
:. lIorning Horl is giving out. with his
7 usual propensity for lying, that Van
Werter is not elected. The heaven
, born mission of journalism is to dis
Seminate truth-to eradicate error
= to educate, refine and elevate the
! tone Of public moral and manners,
and make all men more gentle, more
! virtuOus, more charitable, and in all
" ways better, and holier and happier
l. and yet this hell-Spawned miScre-
= ant, this bIack-hearted villain, pros
y tiutes His great Office persisfently
- t. the dissemination of falSchOod
caiumnv, vituperatiOn and de%rad
- ing vulgarity. His paper is notQri
- ouSly unfit to take into the peoples
- homes, and ought to be banISbed t.
:, the gambling hellS and brothel.
% % where the mass of reelling pollution
;, which does duty as its editor, lives
and moves and has its being.
: :. BiatherSyille wants Nicolso.
! " Iavenlrut-it wants Jail and
y poor house more. rFhe idea of
~ pavement in a one-hOrse town witt
:, two gin mills and a blacksmith shol
J.. in it, and that mustard plaster of
y newspaper, the Daily Hmrdh! Bet
y, ter borrow of Memphis, where tn
49, article is. cheap. The crawling in
~ sect, Bucknrr, who edits the HuTrdh
~ ~ is braying about this pavement bus
" mess with his customary loud dmoutl
ell imbecility, and imagines he i
:. talking sense. Such fOHl mephiti
)" scum as this verminous Buckner al
'iy a disgrace to journalism.
a "That degraded ruflian. Bascom
he of the Dying Shrek Of Liberty, fe
he down and broke his leg Yesterday
" pity it wasn't his neck. He says
he was "debility caused by overwoI
he and anxiety 1t was debility cause
le, hy trying to lug six gallons of fort
re rod whiskey around town when hi
he hide IS only guaged for four, an
as aaxiety to know where he was 90in
to bum another six. He 'fainte
)le from waikiki g too much in the sun
En- Aud well might he say that-buG
ar he would walk straight he would q
is lust as far and not have to walk ha
2. as much. For wears the pure AIR
ry this town has been rende
act ed periIous By the deadly breath
ug thi, perambulating pestilence, til
rot pulpy Dloat, this steaming, anima
we ed tank Of mendacity, profanity an
his Gin, this BaScom! Perish all sue
BIT. from ont the majestic mission
M journalism"
Now that is the way to write
ity pcppery and to the point. Mu
to and milk journalism gives me Il
en- fan-todS."
,Sa- About THIS time a brick car
We through the wlndow with splnt.
IN ing crash, and gave me consider
IN. Die OF a jolt in the back. | NOV
, IA ont of range-I began to feel in t
ned way. The chief said:
oHg THAT was the Colonel, likely,
Sih will be up, now, right away. L
n't. been expecting him for two days.
He was correct. The "Colone
C". app a ed III the door moment
gR9 tel ward, with 1ragoon revolver
eet his hlni. He said:
leg Sir, have the honor of addrc
u &C. Ing the whiteliverel poItroon W
NIX 'dlis this NANCY sheet ;"
II his "You have, be seated, sir
at We careful af the chair, one Of the !,
a'klg is COVE. | believe | have the ho
OF addressing that blatant, bla
yer to- hearted scoundrel, Colonel Blath
, alter skite Teeumsph "
need at "The same. 7 have a ErtIa
AN ms "unt to@ttle with you. Ifyou
r. eouh- i'iSnrewe will besin.'
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