The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1877-02-01
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Say that u dze TIC uncst, most comtpft-
sble, complete aud convenient editorial
rooms In America. They are finished off
witha little invention which will be Of
untold value to The profession OF journSl-
ism when Il Is generally adopted, and We
know thai IL will rapidly come into uni.
verssl use IS soon as is merits are I'M
dersiood aud appreciated, We believe
il is fully equal, in all that the term I'M
plies, TO the famous Bogar,iess Kicker,
les liable 10 get out Of order, aud less
easily detected by casual visitors. II Is
known a. "Middlerib's Automatic Wei
come" The sanctum is on the same
floor Ss tie news room, being separated
from il by partition, in which Is cut a
large window, easily opened by an auto
matte arrangement The editors table
Is placed In front OF that window aud
uear the bead OF the stairs, and on the
side OF the table next the window, di.
rertly opposite the editor, the visitors
chair Is placed. Il has al inviting look
about 1t, and It's entire appearance 10
gnileless and commonplace But the
strip Of floor on which that chair rests ls
deception aud fraud. II IL an endless
chain, like the floor ofa horse power,
and is operated at will by the editor, who
has merely to touch spring In the door
"a tt la, Ifu nnarafinn ~ "A
best be understood by personal iuspec-
ton.
Yesterday morning about l0.o'clock
Mr. Boswick came in with funny sto-
ry TO tell. He naturally Hoped down
into the chair that had the strongest APP
pesrance of belonging TO some one else
and began ia bis unusual happy 6Sein:
I've got The richest thing g--oh! la, ha,
hal--ihe best thing -oh, by Georgel !
can't-ob! ha, ha, ha! Oil il is TOO
good Oh! by George, the richest thing
0hi rs too loudl You must never tell
where you got-ob, by George, | can't
do itl LIS too good! You know the
oh, by George, | CA. Here the editor
touched the SPRING. and a Dsil-grab nm
der The bottom OF tho chair REACHED swift
ly up aud caught AIR. BoswiGk by the
cushion OF his pants, the window flew up
and the noiseless belt OF floor gliding on
its course bore the astonished Mr.. Bos-
wick through the window, out into the
newsrOom, halt way down To the cases
where he was received with great np'
plause by the delighted compositors. The
window had slammed down as soon as
he had passed through, and when the ed
itorial foot was withdrawn from the
spring and the chair stopped and the
nail-grab resumed its accustomed place,
young Mr.. Boswick found himself so
kind of out of the sanctum, like IL might
be, that he went slowly and dejectedly
down the stairs, as it were, while amaze
ment sat upon his brow, like.
The next casual visitor was Mr.. Alexis
Flaxeter, the critic. lie had copy Of
the Hawk-Eye in his hand, with all the
typographical errors marked in red ink
and his face was so wreathed IN smiles
that it was impossible TO tell where his
mouth ended aud his eyes began. He
took the vacant chair and spread the pa
per out before him, covering up the ed
itor's manuscript. Ny keen vision aud
delicate sense of accuracy, he said, are
the greatest crosses of my life. Now,
here you see is a. The spring click
ed softly, like an echo, to the impatient
movement Of the editors foot, tho nail
grab took hold like bulldog helping
Burlington troubadour over the garden
fence, the chair shot back through the
window like Il meteor, aud the window
came down with n slam that sounded
like Il wooden giant getting OIL the short
est bit Of profanity known to man; and
all was silent again. Mr.. fIaxeter sat
very close TO the frosted window, staring
blsnkly at the clouded glass, seeing noth-
IHS AlhA bbuiu HhNt OhtlNb my
lion of what he would have firmly be-
lievcd was land slide, had he not hoard
the editor, safe in his guarded den, soft
j whispering, We shall meet but ne
shal miss him.
1AeE lAerc was brief interval OF quiet
ID tie B4+ctgm, aud a ru-tling 0i rail-
mei,t gas .Aeas.t on lhe stairs lovely
woman eptered, and stood unawed Ia the
editorial gre-ence. rae +. r, on lis
part, was rather gerPoug spi pncomfort-
able, The lovely woWap seatei berseli
in The fatal chsir. she slapped heT litlIe
gripsack on the table and opened her lit
tic subscription book. She said; ! am
soliciting cash contributions strictly,
exclusively aud peremptorily, cash con.
tribulions--to pay of the church debt
aud buy Al organ for the mission church
OF tue Forlorn Strangers, aud ! expect -
There arc times when occasion demands
great effort. The editor bowed his bead
aud after Que brief spasn Of reniorse fcit
for the secret sprinP. The window went
up like = charm; the reckless nsil-grab
hung back for n second IS II held by =
feeling Of inate deiicsey aud then IL shut
it's eyes and snoibered its pity, aud
reached up aud took dsath-like hold On
puudle Of able and Influential newspa-
pers And network of string and tape,
aud the cavalcEde backed oui iato 'he
uewsroom with cDlors flying Tie chair
stopped just before The fatniiiarspirit vino
Wa, washing the forms, aud a. the love-
ly woman gazed at the inky tace size
shricked, Merciful heavens where a'n Z
and Was borne down the gloomy stair
way unconscious, while the printer.
whose cases were nearest the wicked