Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1872-03-16

OF IT the other day, and was well
pleased with it. like a paper that is
spicy, that has little Of every thing in
II, little politics, little religious news,
good story, some fun, a stylish sketch
Of the markets, and the condition OF the
crops, etc.
Editor. Pleased TO have your name.
We shall continue to publish just such a
paper as you have described.
Exit Mr.. ID. Editor continues to write:
Severely punished by the French
(knock at the door.)
Editor. Take chair, Mr.. E., how is
your family and effects
Mr.. f. All's well, hope you are in
like circumstances. have brought my
wife and daughter TO see your printing
press, they have never seen one.
Editor. Most certainly, Mr.. E., where
are they
Mr.. f. Sitting in the wagon, waiting
to hear from me.
Editor. Bring them up, always glad
TO CRAFTY the curiosity of the ladies, il
is q worthy desire.
Enter Mrs. Z. and daughter. They
make a general inspection, and are much
pleased with their visit. As they are
about leaving. the editor inquired Of
Miss E., how she likes the tale of the
"WiZard of Dunbarlon Castle %
Miss II. 1t is charming, it is truly
romantic, and most ingeniously written,
it is perfectly fascinating, it is exquisite
Mr.. K. And let me tell you, Mr.. ed.
tor, my daughter said after SIZE read it.,
she wished you wouli leave out those
moral prosy articles, and give us more Of
the stirring stories you know, Mr.. edi-
tor, we dou't look tor sermons in news
paper.
Editor All, indeed, it is always giat-
itylng for an editor TO know that his
Judgment is appreciated by his readers.
Exit Mr.. +. and family.
Miss E. (Going down stairs.) Mother
is it not strange that men who are neat
and tidy at home, when they get by
themselves leave behind them their hab-
its for order. Just look what confusion
and disorder reigns in the editors room;
books, papers, magazines scattered over
the floor stove wood, ashes, an old
stove pipe under the writing desk old
slippers, a worn out straw hat, lett since
last summer turnips, beets, onions and
even large cabbage head, never saw
such medley of things.
Mrs. E. Yes, my dear Mary, have
always told you there was no refined
taste, order or system in the most OF
mer, and | suppose most of our editors
are quite like other men. If your father
was an editor, would see that every
thing should find place. He should
not live in such confusion, il must pro-
duce confusion of ideas in his mind.
"Order is natures first law" so one OF
the Popes said, years ago.
Boy hands letter from Prof Don.
Galvine, ale wan,s you to read it,"
Editor. Stop moment, the compost
tor is out Of copy.
Boy. Who sir E?
Editor. Compositor is out of copy.
Boy. | don't know him, he must be a
new conner.
Editor "Opens the letter and reads }
DEAR SIR Please inform the public
that Prot. Don. Galvine will lecture at
the Court House tomorrow evening on
the interesting science of Physiology,
Adenology and Neurology. Enclosed
ticket for yourself and family. Yours
with great consideration.
DoN GALvINE.
Editor. (Mutters to himself y These
men of science, think country editor has
nothing to do but to write editorial puffs
for them but The fellow will get mad
if don't attend to it. What do know
Of him ? What shall l say Well,
here goes Prof Don. Galvine will
lecture tomorrow evening at the Court
House, (see hand bills) He has lectured
in most of the principal cities of Europe,
before the Academy of Science at Paris,
and at Rome before the Economical
council he is spoken of with the great
est admiration. Go and hear him.
Editor renews his pen: The Crown
Prince is massing his forces, on the river
Loire and knock at the door)
Walk in, Mr.. H., take the arm chair,
you look hale and hearty.
Mr.. II. Yes, my health is good, much
better than it has been for many years
Kansas climate agrees with me but,
Mr.. Editor, | have called on you to-day,
to know why You have reported me in
your last issue, in such ridiculous light,
in the trial had with that infamous
scoundrel, old Jeremiah Parsons, before
Justice Small, last week ?
Editor. Indeed, Mr.. H., knew moth
ing personally about the circumstances
never read the report till saw it in
print.
Mr.. II. All! And SO You permit
slanderous paragraphs to appear against
your subscribers, without knowing it,
Till it is too late to remedy it =? de-
mand of you to give me the name OF the
writer, and III cowhide him, and knock
Justice in him at quick rate.
Editor. 1t is, Mr. H., contrary to our
rules TO dlvulge the names of writers OF
any article which may appear in our pa
per but in this case it was our local re-
porter.
MIR. ii. Then, demand OF you his
name, or if you won't give Inc it, shall
hold you personally responsible as the
principal, and shall seek satisfaction for
the wrong done me.
AT this junction of affairs, the editor
goes to drawer in the book case, and
puts something into his pocket. Mr.. H.,
watching the motions of the editor,
makes his exit down stairs, at a rapid
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