The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1881-06-16
THE NEWSPAPER.

"ezet'"h Jones, Editor OF the EIapd6odIc,
draws Few Sketches from Nature.
lFrom the steubenylle Herald1 . .
The editor of the Evening F2a11doodle
sat in his sanctum the other morninp
Just before beginning his days work, and
thought he had brought his paper about
as near perfection as possible for an ordi-
nary-sized town close to O half dozen bio
cities, and he was wondering how he
might further improve it, when his cogi-
tnao tat,ons n9,9 wsps Interrupted by an acquaint
Hello, Mr.. rLssors," he facetiouslv
said, writing up editorials with the
shears, eh?"
The editor tried to smile at the old
joke, and the visitor went on. ''I tell
you what it is, Jones, you have O. pretty
good paper, but what do you want in a
town like this with long editorials d? Give
us short ones. You can't mold public
sentiment, you must simply echo it,"
Then he left, and Jones told his associate
not to write any long editorials that day;
as he proposed, for once,. to make the
FtGpdoodle just to suit every subscriber
who wanted a. change. Ina half hour
along came wicked fellow who talked
newspaper long while, and then said
he didn't see any use of Sunday reading,
nor any other religious matter in pa
per, and If it was his he would bounce it
all. The editor said nothing, but when
the man went away he told his Sunday
editor not to send any matter for that
day. Then Jones rested and thought for
few minutes, and pious old party
about the business in it's moral aspect.
he talked along, and at last said that no
newspaper could be decent which ad-
mitted to its columns any sensational
matter, any advertisements other than
the most h-toned, any slangy squibs,
or anything which could not be read
without blush by the most capriciously
fastldlous. Jones was silent, but later
he went and ordered all that matter set
aside. So far, Jones thought he was
getting things to suit pretty we'll, and
then another man came in, and like the
others, knew all about the business of
editing q paper He was O. CITY politi-
clan, and said, "Mr. Jones. YOU don't
have enough politics. Why don't you
throw b" out 6 these farm notes.
and kitchen receipts, and odds and
ends of old news, and telegraphic
brevities which we get in the other pa
pers and give us. politics? That's what
the children cry for" Again was Jones
silent and later gave orders for the ex-
pulsion Of all this Objectionable matter
and waited for the next,one. He came
pretty soon, and he had coffin for
coat and q shroud for handkerchief. and
he smelt like, the dust which blows off of
a skeleton. f. Said he, "Jones, like your
paper, but what do you run that funny
business in it for? It's silly, stale, and
tiatter than last years ale with the bottle
left open. What does man want to
laugh for anyhow? This is o vale of
tears and we should always remember
that In the uncertainty Of life death may
cut us off with an idle laugh upon our
lips" "That's 80, ," groaned Jones. "1n
cut every line of fun right out" and off
he hurried and out won't all the funny
business. AS he went home at noon he
met lady who said she didn't see
what they wanted to fill paper full of
politics for, because nobody read that.
"Dont they2" said Jones, "then out she
goes, and when he got back it all went
out. ''Tm bound to please 'em all" said
the editor, eff have to buy a new Of
fice." Rightafter dinner man of business
proclivities came iu and said he didn't
see any use Of "these silly little per-
SOllalS ana Gnoun i3nOTG local lGemS Gnat
didn't amount to anything anyway" If
1t was his paper he would have some
thing of higher nature or let the place
| go bare Jones listened and told the
foreman 70 whack ont all that sort of
stuff at once. Then he felt easier, till
lot of pretty girls came in, and, after
making o purchase, asked him what q
newspaper was filed full of ADVERTISE
| ments for; nobody ever read them, and
one said she was going to stop taking
the paper if he was going TO fill it mp
that way. Jones told the young lady he
would have a paper to suit every one, or
J rather made after the suggestions Of
every one, and he hoped she would not
md fault Then he went and or
oeted out every 'ad' and smack
ana smooth, and waited for
tne next man. He came along pretty
soon, and said he could stand anything
put poeSry, and that was his abomina-
tion IN newspaper, and it never oug ht
TO encounter the columns of local Jour.
nal because 1t was meant for magazines,
and that sort of papers Jones took it
in, and went out and ordered all his fine