The daily phoenix. [volume] (Columbia, S.C.) 1865-1878, 1870-02-23

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BE nlatter for q newspaper iR the easiest
l,nsss 0e The businesss Howgreas m error.
fHo look over fifty exehangA Apapexs daily,
From which to seiect enough for one,
tespecially when tt question is not whist
1hSll bs. but what t3hai net be Belected,
- ssssss : ssry easy sssk.A every person
tNh0 reads newspaper, says q contem-
tporayys ooul,l have edited one we should
have less complaints. Not unfrequently
is it the case that an editor looks over
his exchanges for something interesting
and finds absolutely nothing. Every
paper is drier than a contribution box,
and yet something must be had; his pa
per must be out with something in it,
and he does the best he can. To an
editor who has the least care of what he
selects, the writing he has to do is the
easiest part of his labor.
Every subscriber thinks the paper is
printed for his benefit, and if there is
nothing that suits him, must belt is
good for nothing. AS many subscribers
as an editor has, so many tastes he has
to consult. One wants something smart
dotes, fun and frolic, and his next-door
neighbor wonders that man Of sense
will put such stuff in his paper. Some
thing spicy comes out, and the editor is
a blackguard; next comes something
argnmentative, and the editor is dull
fool And SO, between them all, the
poor fellow gets the worst of it. They
never reflect that what does not please
them will please the next man; but they
insist that if the paper does not suit
them, it is good for nothing, and stop
taking it Immediately.
One of the many curious notions pre-
valent in the outside world, is the idea
that editors are in chronic strait for
something with which to ''fl" up their
columns. Here's something to ill up. E"
says the self-satisfed contributor, who
has "thrown himself out on some tri-
vial affair. The chances are that he has
made long, rambling story of what
should have been told in few crisp
sentences, if at all, and the editor is
obliged to lick him into shape, or let him
be laughed at by the critics of the town.
News is welcome, but nonsense to 'fill
up" with is not the JOY of journalist.
| The MORGAN AFFAIR OF Forty YEARS
Aao.-There is at least one gentleman in
this city who knows every incident con-
neoted with the abduction and subse-
quent fate of Morgan. There is no mys
terry about the affair now. It is not
Improbable that the entire story will
be laid before the public ct some future
day. and SO set at rest the specnlations
which the writer in Packard and many
others have wasted their ingenuity upon.
Ne.O York Times
A SAD CASE OF SUICIDE.--The wife of
Captain Barney c. Martin, (who was
killed by an explosion of n steamer on
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suicide, on the 18th. Mr.. LimebauRh,
the father, has been very unfortunate of
late. The husband of his eldest daughter
was accidentally shot and killed at
Springfield, Ohio, about six weeks ago
few days ago, another son-in-law was
killed, aud as if to crown his sorrows, his
daughter herself has now committed sui
eide.
John Halloway, the late warden of the
Eastern Philadelphia Penitentiary, died
on the 9th instant, and was buried on
Saturday. His wife, overcome by She
death of her husband, died on Wednes-
day morning A favorite sister, who
was on n visit to her brother, fatigued
by over-exertion in watching over him,
sickened and died with pneumonia, on
the 17th.
About ten days ago, party of masked
marauders surrounded the dwelling of
Squire Walton, Colliersvile, Tenn, sum-
moned him to come out, and on his re
fusing, fired into the house, mortally
wounding his wife and him slightly.
They then fired the house, but fed in
time to allow of the escape of the inmates.
4The donation party to minister at
North Stonington, Conn, was great
success, only the brethren stayed and
eat up all they brought, besides what the
minister had on hand previously, and
stole his Sunday clothes. BE don't want
any more donations.
A RICH DEMOCRAT. The leader of the
Democracy in the New York Legislature
is Senator Blood, of Saratoga, sixty
years of age, and worth $40, 600, 900. He
occupies the best rooms in the finest
hotel in Albany.
A man was Indignantly exclaiming that
bis knife had been stolen, when at last,
one Of his neighbors, whose garden had
been robbed short time previous, said
to him, 81 found your knife among my
cabbages; how came it there?" The man
was struck dumb
George Fox q man of cOnsidero b1e