Mexico weekly ledger., 1877-05-17
A EDITOR.

Years ago, when a certain Western
State (which we shall not nancy was
a Territory, and with few inhabitants,
a young lawyer from one of the old
States emigrated thither, and settled
in the town of K. He succeeded
admirably in his profession, and rose
rapidly in popular favor. He had
been there nearly two years, when he
induced a printer to print a weekly
paper of which he was editor and pro-
prietor. Squire S. was much pleased
for a while with editing a paper. He
was a man of very low stature, but he
used the editorial ''we'' as frequently
as if there were a dozen of him, and
each as big as Daniel Lambert.
Strange to say, there were at that
time men in Office who were not a
particle more honest than theylshould
be-a thing which probably never
happened before and will again.
Squire S. felt all the patriotism of a
son of '76, and soon stirred up a hor-
nets nest about his ears; but as there
was no other paper in the Territory,
there was no reply, and he enjoyed
his warlike ~.propensities in security.
At length he published an article
o severe and cutting against NAL
feasance in Office, than any that
proceeded it. In fact, although pointed
at no one individual in particular, it
was a '~'scorcher."
Some three or four days afterwards
he was sitting alone in his editorial
office, which was about Il quarter of a
mile from the printing establishment;
his pen was busy with a paragraph,
when his door opened without much
ceremony, and in stalked a man about
six feet in his stockings. He asked,
" are you S., the proprietor of this
paper?" Thinking he had found a
new patron, the little man, with II
his blandest smiles, answered in affir-
NATIVE. The stranger deliberately
drew the last number of the paper
from his pocket, and pointing to the
article against rogues in office, told
the affrighted editor that it was i'll
tended for him. 1t was in vain that
S. protested that he had never heard
of him before. The wrath of the WISH
tor rose to fever heat, and from being
so long restrained, boiled over with
double fury. He gave the editor his
choice, either to publish a humble-a
very humble-recantation, or take q
hogging on the spot. Either alterna-
tive was NORWOOD; but what could
he do? The enraged office-holder
was twice his size, and at one blow
would qualify him for IN obituary no.
tice. He agreed to retract; and as
the visitor insisted upon writing the
r~etraction himself, he sat down to his
task. Squire S. made an excuse to
walk to the printing office, with a pro-
mise that he would be back in season
to sign it as soon as it was finished.
S. had hardly gone fifty rods, when
he encountered q man who inquired
where Squire SIS office was, and if he
was at home. S~uspecting that he,
too, was on the same errand as the
other visitor, he pointed to the office,
and told him he would find the editor
within, writing a most abusive article
against office holders. This was
enough. The eyes of the new conner
flashing fire, he rushed into the office,
and assaulted the stranger with the
epithets, liar, scoundrel, coward :"
and told him he would teach him how
to write. The visitor supposed he
was some bully sent there by the edi-
tor, sprang to his feet and a fight en-
sued. The table was upset and
smashed into firewood; the contents
of a large jug of ink stood in puddles
on the floor; the chairs had their legs
and backs broken beyond the skill of
surgery to cure them but all this only
seemed to inspire the combatants with
still greater fury. Blow followed
blow with the rapidity of lightning.
First one was kicking on the floor,
then the other, each taking it in turn
pretty equally. The ink on the floor
found its way to their faces, till both
of them cut the most ludicrous figure
imaginable. The noise and uproar
vas tremendous. The neighbors ran
to the door, and exclaimed with as
constituent, that two negroes were
fighting in Squire SIS office. None
daaed separate them. At length, COM
pletely exhausted, they ceased fight
ing. The circumstances were gradu-
ally explained to them and the next
day, hardly able to sit on horseback,
their heads bound up, they started
homeward, convinced that they had
attained but very little satisfaction
from their attempt to buldoze the
BILLINGS ON HAM AND EGG. |
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