, 1876-09-16

editor Oulcu MN
He amt no great shakes for to labor, tho
I've labored with him good deal,
And give him some good stnppin' arguments
know he couldn't help but to feel;
But he's built out Of second.growth timber
and nothing about him is big
Exccptin' his appetite only, and there he's as
good as pig.
keep him u curryin luncheons, aud film
aud bringin' the jugs,
And take him among the pcrtatees, aud set
him to pckn' the bugs
And then there is things to be dom a'helpin
the women indoors;
There's churnin and washin' Of dishes and,
other description Of chores;
But he don't take to nothin' but vlctuals, and
he'll never be much, IN afraid,
SO I thought 1t would be good notion TO
larl him the EDITORS trade.
His bodys too small for n farmer, his jndg.
ment is rather to slim,
But thought We perhaps could be maxim IN
editor outen o him!
at amt much to get up a papcr-it wouldn't
take him long for to learn;
He could feed the machine, I'm thinkin', with
agood strappin fellow to turn.
Aud things that was once hard in doln', Is easy
enough now to do;
Just keep your eye on your machinery, and
crack your arrangements right through.
I used for to wonder at rcadin', and where it
was got up, and how
But it's most Of It made by machinery-l eau
see 1t all PLAN enough now.
And poetry, to-, is constructed by machines
Of different designs,
Each one with gauge and a chopper to see to
the length of the lines;
And hear New York clai,voyant 10 runnin'
one slceker than grease,
Aid d.rentin' her,heaven born productions at Il
couple ofdollars apiece;
An since the whole trade has growed easy,
'twould be easy enough, ives within,
II you was agreed, to be maxim an editor
Outen OF JIM"
The Editor sat in his sanctum and looked the
old man In the eye,
Then glanced at the grnning young hopeful,
and mournfully made his reply;
us your son small unbound edition of Moses
and Solomon both?
Can he compass his spirit with mcckness, and
strangle natural oath!
Can he leave all his wrongs to the future, and
carry his heart in his cheeky
Can be do an hours work in minute, and live
on aslxpence weekg .t
Can lie courteously talk to an equal, and brow
beat an impudcnt duncey
Can he keep things in appl epic order, and do
halfh dozen at onceg
Can he press all the springs acknowledge, with
quick and reliable touch!
And be sure that be knows how much 10 know
and knows how to not know too much
Dues he know how to spur up his virtue, aud
put acheck-rein on bis pridcs
Can he carry gentleman's manners within
rhnoccros' hide!
Can he know all, and do all, and DO all, with
cheerfulncss, courage, and vim?
II 50, perhaps we can be maxim au editor
Outen Of him."
The farmer stood curiously listening, while
wonder his visage o'ersprcad;
And he said, "Jim, guess well be goin' ;he'S
probably out ofhis head"
But 10 on the rickety staircase, another re-
liable tread,
And entered another old farmer, and these are
the words that he said:
Good morning, sir, Mr.. Editor, how is the
folks to-day?
owe you for next years paper; l thought I'd
come in and pay,
And Jones is agOin' to take 1t, and this Is his
money here;
shut down on lendin' 1t to him. and coaxed
him to try itayear,
And here Ii few little items that happened
last week in oar town:
l thought they'd look good for the paper, and
SO just jotted 'cm down,
And here Ia basket OF cherries my wifcplcked
expressly for you
And small bunch of flowers from Jennie
she thought she must send somethin' too
You're don' the politics bully, US all Of our
family agree;
Just keep your old goose quill G-Goppin', and
give 'em good one for me.
And now you are chuck full of business, and |
won't be takin' your time;
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I've things of my own must tend to-good'
day, sir, bheye will climb"
The editor sat in his sanCtum and brought
down his fist with Il thump:
ICED bless that old farmer" he muttcred
"he's regular Editors Trump"
And IT'S thus with our noble profession, and
ind thus it will ever be, still;
There are some who appreciate its labors, and