Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1870-02-17

Ono oCSosiOuah1s DNe !,
ed in large cities and contained no local
news of my own home.
At night when | reached home, my
eldest daughter, Mary, met me in the
Where is the paper, papaF said
she. oh, am in such hurry to see
IT Matte Trueworth's marriage is in
it and the editor has published such an
appropriate verse in connection, l am
told.
But ] put her aside saying. the pa
per will not come any more; have or
dered it Discontinued
sWhy fatherr she exclaimed, How
can we do without il?
We must learn to do without it l
passed on to the upper room.
After supper, instead of reading to
nv family, sometimes leading their minds
away off to other scenes and distant
regions, beautiful countries that others
had explored at great expense and some
risk of life; sometimes to the fierce
fields of blood and carnage pictured so
yiyidly that they seemed indeed before
us, while we were safe and comfortable
in our little home; or lingering over
the stray waits of real poetry, which
often find their way into the newspaper,
touching a tender cord in every heart
as was wont to dol stretched my
self out upon the sofa and tried to
sleep.
Tommy whispered Mary. srun over
to Mr.. Wild's and see if you cannot bor-
row bis paper
But Tommy soon returned with the
answer that Mr.. Wild was reading it
himself.
Then go to Mr.. Brown, and if you
can't get bis 60 to Mr.. Gates
But Tommy was no more successful at
any of these places. Mr.. Brown had
taken his paper down town, and Mr..
Gates didn't like to lend his; thought
his father took his.
A disappointed sigh was Mary's only
answer.
The particulars of that murder affair
are in the paper this week. said my wife
with a little frown or her brow, 'and i
would like to see it."
And Minnie MiIford's new story was
10 come out in this weeks paper, wish
| could borrow one somewhere, said
Mary.
Here Tommy said /, taking five
cents from my pocket run down to the
news office and buy copy, if it isn't
too late, and the publishing office shut
up
Tommy soon returned out of breath:
1--we run enough after that old newspa-
per- with just touch of his fathers
spunk, and / won't do it again. The
newsman had not a number left. No
BODY knows for sure about the paper.
Is il in that fatherg be addel.
The minds of the family as well as
myself, were on the missing paper. but |
was thoroughly out of patience with my
self and with them.
Il tell you l don't know anything
about it, replied, in not very amia-
bic tone, fear. Seems to me you are
all very interested in the COMPOUNDED pa
per since you know it is stopped. /
don't want to hear a word about it.
This put a quietus on the subject--at
least for time.
However, as time passed on, l began to
think that | had made but little progress
in lettering my condition, and that
gathering information of current events
with intercourse with Others, was a very
unreliable source. Every one gave a
coloring peculiarly his own. and every
one needs read for himself 10 have a
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 or faculties than
myself, seemed to be doing a thriving
business. Could it be he advertised in
the local paper-that which nobody took
the trouble 10 read? Doubtful.
One day l met an old friend and Gus
toner, whom ! had often wondered what
had become of, as well as some others of
bis neighbors who were once good pay
ing customers of mine.
How are your said he giving me
his hand. How do you prospera Going
down hill, eh?'
L hope not 1 replied, with a faint
smile. Why do you ask such a ques
tionr
= Why, you see l have been looking for
your card in the local paper, and not
seeing it, naturally supposed you had
closed out, smashed up; and as am
usually in hurry when I come to town,
l go where they advertise to do work
good and promptly. That is why have
not seen you lately. Good-by, sir. If
you are still in the business let us see
your card, and know what you are do
ing 2e 9.ssg
l began to think better of advertising
than did before, and on my way home
| gave the publisher Of the paper
cali.
81 begin to think, my friend,' said I.
that | began in the wrong direction to
curtail expenses, and / was indeed PEN
ny wise and pound foolish when l with
drew my patronage. Our interests are
more intimately connected than / had
believed, until had made the expert
ment.' rT
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