Wyandot County Republican. [volume] (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1869-1903, 1872-03-21
Miscellany.
EDITING PRO TEN.

EDITING PRO TEN.
THE editor of the C,gare is Obliged to
leave Paris for four and twenty hours !;
the sub-editor selects this precise moment
for being ill; and M. Aristide Gruau, the
Nestor of the staff, is absent canvassing a
provincial constituency in his own and
the Liberal interest. So the editor sees
nothing for it but 10 ask M. Timoleon
Tartine before starting, kindly to dis
charge his functions for single day
and M. Tartine, who would have under
taken the command of the army of the
Loire at.hve minutes notice, consents with
pleasure. However, the editor feels some
slight misgivings; not that he mistrusts
II. Tartine's head, but he knows his heart
M. Tartine is prone to enthusiasm.
Wherefore, in getting into the train, the
director OF the Cigare points out to his
chroniqueur, who has come to see him
of, that after all there will not be much
to do, that he has given the main direc-
tiOns for the next number, and that the
principal thing will be to watch that
nothing creeps into the leaders or the
notes likely to hurt the feelings of General
de Ladmirault, an awkward person to
offend by reason of the state of siege. NJ
Tartine promises. Then the editor con-
veys counterwarning against insidious
Government secretaries who prowl about
seeking admission for semi-official para
graphs in influential papers but at this
NJ Tartine protests with so much warmth
that he would recognize Government
secretary even disguised under bears
skin, and perceive the drift of his prose
though it were couched in Sanskrit or
Carribee, that the editor feels reassured.
In another minute the train has disap-
peared, and NJ. Tartine walks out of the
station with a four-and- twenty hours
Hngshlp of the most popular organ in
Paris.
Having about sixteen hours to spare be-
fore he need commence his duties-for
this is evening, and the Cigare does not
appear till five on the morroW-M Tar
tine goes and dimes, and thence to the
play; and being of a communicative
mood, he tells what friends he meets that
il is he who for the nonce rules the des-
inies of the Csgare. The result of this is that
Dy midnight the report has been flashed
down the whole line of the Boulevards
and into every newspaper Office of the
capital that M. Tartine has been intrusted
with post which he will fill, not for a
day-for rumor is fond of additions-but
for month, some even say six weeks;
and at eleven o'clock next day, when he
comes down to the Office, M. Tartine
finds whole throng of affectionate
friends, who, knowing his benevolent dis
position, shake him by the hand, offer
him their assistance, and meanwhile
would be much obliged if he would rem
der them some little services which they
will explain if ne will give them each five
roinutos in rriuoto Tr1fh GOV, nj
Tartine has slept as soundly as did the
great Conde on the eve of Rocroy. In
trepidity is his characteristic He ac-
cepted the functions delegated to him,
excepting nothing and fearing nothing;
and the levee of suitors takes him little
aback. Nevertheless, he rallies on recog-
nizing in one a popular novelist, in an
other fluent debater, in a third an enter
prising money man, and he gallantly
leads the way into the editors room,
whittier the novelist follows him, shut
ting the door to exclude the other two.
He has not much to ask, has the man of
fiction; he simply wants the CSgare to an
nounce novel of his that is coming out
"Oh, certainly, with pleasure" says NJ
Tartine; "what is the title?" "Oh,
there's not much in the title" says the
author, modestly It's Lies Cheva-
~ASiS au OOuOOI, Ou6 GAC oCOpC VI lutSC
works often needs to be explained to the
public mind beforehand so that they may
not go away with wrong impress
sions. This is realistic study of life. Per
haps something in this style would do"
and he draws a paper from his pocket.
didn't write the paragraph myself, it
was friend did it. Thank you; know
| may rely upon you; good morning." and
he vanishes, leaving NJ. Tartine to read !:
I" 1t is with immense satisfaction that we
announce new work from the pen of NJ
A., the gifted author of Les Peches
Roses LIE Scandale de la Rue X
and other delightful books. Anything
more piquant in style, more interesting
in plot, or more thoroughly artistic in
conception than this new novel, into
which M. A. has thrown all his mi
nutely realistic powers of description, his"
=" Yes, but stay" cries M. Tartine,
this reads like an advertisement" how
ever, he has no time to move, for the door
opens again and in rushes the fluent de-
batter, distancing the money man by a
head. sMy dear M. Tartine, look at thisI'
he calculates, displaying yesterdays c.
gare;; "here is the parliamentary report,
and to begin with, my speech, as you OBJ
serve, is most humiliatingly curtailed;
but shouldn't complain if it were not for
this passage. See, 1 have discussion
with a member of the Left, Radical, and
you give him the best of it, for after his
joke at me-a miserably small joke-you
add, 'hilarity on all the benches just as
if l had made no repartee." But dsd
you make one?' asks NJ. Tartine "Why,
of course" answers the fluent debater;
"at least, If hadn't, you know, it ought
to come to the same thing; for If the
Csgaas, an orderly journal, gives the palm
to men of that sort-Red Republicans,
Communalists, and destroyers of society
what are we to expect? 1 tAink, per-
waistcoat), eff you would kindly insert
this little note-I didn't write it myself
it was friend who did it. Thanks I
know I can confde in your courtesy.
Good morning" And he, too, dis
appears, yielding his place to the money
man, who enters just as M.
Tartine has read this much: "By 9
printers error in our yesterdays impress
sion, the brilliant witticism by which M
B, the eloquent member for -, ut,
terly puiverised NJ. c., the Radical
deputy who interrupted him, was omitted.
M. c. said"- "Pardon me, nv dear
M. Tartine," interposes the money man,
4" am aware how valuable your time is.
I shall not be minute. Here is the
CSgaae's money article of yesterday. Dc
you see these lines :? They may prove
the death of the 'Oyster-shell Joint
Stock Utilization Company, in which the
savings of thousands are invested; and
am convinced nothing can be further from
your thoughts" Nothing" assents NJ
Tartine. "Well. but look" groans tn.
money man. "You say there is depres
sion on our shares. Only think of tht
immensity of the undertaking on which
we are embarked Picture to yourself
the millions upon millions of oyster she'll
that formerly lay about idle, but whicl
now, through our instrumentality, ma,
be the means of pouring gold into tn
homes of the penurious. Ours is n