Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1871-09-13

1t amt much to git up a psPer-it wouldn't
take him long for 70 learn; .-
He could feed the machine, I am thinkin'
with some good, strappin fellow to turn
And things that was once hard in. doin' Is
easy enough noto to do;
lust keep an eye on your machinery, and
| crack your arrangements right through
I used for TO wonder at readini. and when II
was got up, and how;
! But tits most OF IL made by machinury-I
can see 1t all plain enough, now.
| And poetry, toe, is constructed by machinery
Of different designs, l-lg-..
Each one with a gauge and a chopper to see
p to the length of the lines;
| And Iheara a New York claryoyantis Is Iunnin'
one sleeker, than grease,
And a.rentiai her heaven born productions
at q couple OF dollars a piece.
I And since The whole trade has growed easy,
itwould be easy enough, I've whim
II You was agreed, TO be maxim an editor
The editor sat in the sanctum, Ind looked
the old man in the eye,
Then glanced at the grtnning young hope
fuf, and n1ournfully made his reply:
ais your son 3 small unbound edition OF
Moses and Solomon bofh7 60
Can he compass his spirit with meskness
and strange natural oath? -,
Can he leave all his wrongs to the future,
and carry his heart IN his cheek?
Can he do an hours work ina minute, and
keep II up week after Eeekf -
Can he courteOusly talk TO an equal, and
br0W-beat an tmpudent Ounce ??
Can he keep things in apple pie order. and
dnhslf dozen st once2 -
Can he press all the springs of knowledge,
with quick and reliable touch?
And be sure that he knows how much 10
know, and knows how TO not know too
Does he know how tospur up his virtue and
put acheck rein on his pride7
Can he carry q gentl lefaanss manners within
Can bs Frcyr ! ,,, ,e, ,,,, with
cheerfulness. courage and vim
II SO, We perhaps can be making an editor
'outen OF him." gu
The farmer stood curiously listening, while
wonder his vtssge Ger spread u go
And he said-.Jim, guess Wen be goin',
he's probably out OF his head. '
But loI on the rickety staircase another re-
And entered another old farmer, and these
are the words that he said:
"eood morning. sir. Mr.. Editor; how is the
owe you for next years paper, I thought
I'd come in and pay.
And Jones is a going TO take II, and this Is
shut down on lending it to him, and then
coaxed him to try IL a year.
And here is a few little items, that happen
ed last week in cur town.
I thought they'd look good for the paper,
and 50 lust jotted iem down. :
And here is q basket of cherries my wife
picked expressly for you.
And small bunch Of flowers from Jennie
she thought she must send something too.
Your doing the politics bully. as all OF our
family agree;
Just keep your old goose quill q Hopping,
and give 'em good one for me.
And now you are chuck full OF business, and
won't be taking your time, 81.
I've things Of my own 1 must tend to-good
day, sir; I b'lieve l Will climb"
The editor sat in his sanctum, and brought
down his fist with thump;
"God bless that old farmer" he murmured,
''he's regular, jolly, old trump"
And tits thus with our noble profession, and
thus IL will ever bestill;
There are some who appreciate its labor, and
some who perhaps never will.
But in the great time which is coming, when
Gabrielis trumpet shall sound,
And they who have labored and rested shall
come from the Quivering ground, Z.
When they who have striven and suffered
TO teach and ennoble the race,
Shall march at the front OF the column, each
one in his God-given place, 1-c
AS they pass throggh the gates OF the city,
with proud and victorious tread,
The editor, printer and devil, will troYel not
far nom the head.