The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1877-03-28
Brethren, Pray for US.
The editor Of the NcWbcr1y Wcra

The editor Of the NcWbcry Herald
Graves u prayers. Hear him:
Hold a special praycr-mocting and a
good time, We suggest, will be the meet
of the Press Association in Charleston
was a period in our troubled history
WHEN sympathy WAS most needed, now
is the time. Put on a double head of
steam, Let 20 the breaks, and wrestlc for
our relief. We would like that Hugh
Wilson OF the Press aNd Banner hold the
breaks or lead the meeting, he being at
the present time best calculated on ac-
count of disappointed hopes To do the
matter justice. Ii Wilson goes back on
us. our choice will be Hcmphill, the
handsome senior of the Medium. Our
trouble is this-wc are in q building in
which no less than i separate and dis
.inct businesses are conducted. every one
of which has its own Peculiar noise. The
tower of Babel was nothing to it. Our
reputation as editor is slipping away,
with tic ideas which go glimmcring "ev-
cry day, every hour" We write incolie-
rcntlv and trust 10 u "devir' to make
some method of dcsultory paragraphs.
At one minute the mortar and pestle in
the hands OF the pill man is banged as if
tlIc ilNt S VI cNclN UlClliDt vi liz lltilil'tIl
family depended on a quick compound
ing Of a nauscating mixture, tie sound
and smell of both Of which drive us
mad. This is not all, a fearful striking o
clocks and sounding Of patent alarm
drawer bells COmc up stairs from the
matchmaker, with The haggling of cotton
buyers dispnting over an eighth in the
price; while Stentorian voices arc heard
asking for the ~"gcwanna' man, and the
shifting of temporary stages used by
painters INT whitewaShcrs, with nail
driving, saving, etc., etc, make the con-
fusion below stairs worse c~onfOundcd.
All this is down stairs, that is, it is
made there, but it rises up to our sane
tum, making our flesh to crawl. and hair
stand OH end like quilts on the tretiul por-
cupine. On the other side, up stairs, is
heard the dulcct tones of wOmcn's voices
going into eXs:acics over a love of 4 bon
net, with such expressions rs "Oh, N.Y.
"Oh, dear "Blcss my hcart,' How
much did you sav?" "Tcn dollarsr'
"What a guy;' this is varied by whis-
Ting a bar OF the "Mulligan Guards or
II would not live Away" This comes
from the ladies, and at any other time or
AT any other place would have Il soothing
effect on our muse, but when mixed with
the sounds from the regions below, it cX-
cites olhcr emotions, and we feel a cold
streak running down the small of our
back. Is it any wonder then that our
thoughts take flight? Now, VIC ask our
friends if we are not objects of sympathy
were cver'poor editors thus bcset be-
fore? Car we be expected to write intel
ligcntly under these circumstances? OF
course, everybody will answer 'No-im-
possible Brethren Of the Press, pray
for us, do, that something may turn up
not another lire, which drove all these
pill men, watchmakers, guano and cotton
men, millincrs, etc, in here-but some
thing of Il lively, scattering, or dissolving
character. that We may have rest, and be
able once more to write a decent local.
Pray for us, yea verify.