The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1877-04-26
now WE cBosE our PAPER.

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HOW WE cBosE our PAPER
We were sitting 81 the breakfast table.
My husband had just laid down the
newspaper TO sip his coffee, and seized
the opportunity.
My dear, Ga woman, be il observed,
always calls her husband my dear when
she has point TO carry or reproof to
sdminister); my dear, think we ought
10 take another paper.
Another psperl repeated Charles Au-
gustus, in surprise. Why, IL seems to
me we have papers enough now for a
! family OF two-lhere is the evening
Lamp-post, this Tribunal, then all the
weekly publications we already subscribe
for, and the magazines never fail TO
buy. Surely you cannot want any more
papers.
But among al taeSe we take no reli-
gious paper, and have been thinking
that il is our duty TO select one from
among the list OF excellent denomination
al papers, whether il represents our own
church dstinctively or not, and subscribe
al once.
Well, suppose YOU are right, said my
husband, after moment of considera-
ton; suppose We onght TO have re-
| lgious paper, too, but which one, among
the many, will you select? for shall
leave the choice to you.
Perhaps, | said, hesitstingly, we might
find II the wisest way TO get few speci-
men copies, and look them over together
this evening What do you think?
| A very good idea, answered Charles
Augustus, rising from the table; will
bring you batch Of candidates without
fail, and our united wisdom may discov-
er The most worthy among them.
Accordingly when the "gude man" re.
turned at six o'clock, he laid down a
bulky parcel, saying:
There are your papers, my dear, but |
should advise you not TO look at them
until after dinner, or the weight OF your
task may appall you.
AS this advice agreed with my own
opinion, followed it. Dinner over,
opened the package OF papers, and began
careful inspection of their style, scope
and matter
AT all events we'll throw this one out
exclaimed, holding up The Christian
1 Banner, for the publishers are inconsid-
crate enough TO offer every new snhscri-
/ ber valuable picture, worth fifteen dol.
lars, when the price OF the paper is only
/ hree dDllars Such absurd generosity
4 viii be sure 10 rain them IN year, aud
/ I, for one, aln not willing to profit by
/ their indi~eretion.
i But sou are taking too much Tor grant.
ed, interrupted Charles Augustus Prob
/ ably the picture costs the publishers 20
/ little that they can we'll afford 10 present
/ il 10 their subscribAs, aud 10 iraye n
margin tor prof
I Impossible replied. For il they pa.
+ their ctulfbuinf. and secure valuable
mster tor their columns hes could not
give away pictures worth third OF he
sum named; while, oil the other hand, u
the pictures are worth so little, then il is
scarcely right TO announce such deli-
I tious value.
I Very well, strike off The Christian
Banner, aud let US look at The Gospel
Trumpet, said my husband, unfolding
another sheet.
Bnt presently he began TO laugh. Real
! ly, this paper has such all enormous cir-
cuialion now that feel as ii we ought TO
send our subscription TO some more
needy Journal. Sec here--in one West
+ ern town Of six thousand inhabitants
they have five thousand subscribers
/ lent tnst oYerwhe lining!
+ Ny only answer WAS tolsy The Cos
pei Trumpet on one side, while Charles
Augustus went on; Vel, there's moth
ing ike blowing your own trumpet, |
suppose, since there are always people
to be found who are attracted by loud
blast.
This next one seems good, sell-writ-
ten paper, bright aud sparkling, TOO,
remarked, as ! began TO tara over is pa.
ges.
Ny husband looked over my shoulder
On, yes, The Disciple at School have
seen that before, and Ike Il very much,
Perhaps ibis will sait ns.
No, IL won't suit me, answered. am
not willing to enroll my name ss sub.
sefiber for paper that counts 80 many
heroic womsn on its list, because
should Alwsys hAse the mortlfying con.
seiousbess that was 80 far bslOE them.
Whist DO yoa mean, Asked Charles 40.
gaslus looking thoroughly myaiGed.
Just ihis; here are letters from hali-a'
dozen people, reoonnling their seif-deny.
ing efforts to pay for their beloved paper
o ne lady writes, ! have not sllowde my