The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1883-01-05
The Young Poet and AdrsrtI.Inr n.s.

! a hmid, but really rather pretty young
man came stepping softly into the HsShsss
ssnetum yesterday afternoon, when nobody
was In but the advertising solicitor whe Wa
! writing half column pu1 of Slab q Head
stones new marble chop. The young mar
took OF his hat and said GOOD morplnE"
and the advertising man spHIls6. what b
poetry worth g. asked the tiEid bat pretty
young man.
Forty cents q line" said the AdvertHfna
man, promptly and rather tendsrly, "and
you can't do better anywhere in America.
The advantages We of1sr for the pzblIsstIon
| of poetry are unsurpassed on either side Of
the Mississippi. Our circulation, standing
/ In Eve figures the frst yesr, has steadily In
! creased three times an boVr ever since, sRd
| poetry published IN this paper Ia placed IN
the hands Of $50. 900 families before night
| How much hsve you p
Perhaps, - said the timid young man fEir-
/ ly reeling with delight, 'it's little tos
long"
Makes no difference" said the Ad nAn,
beaminE upon him kindly. wen put 70 ali
In IL We have TO issue . supplement. And
everything over 3 900 lines goes ct thirty-nva
cents"
The timid young man looked dissppointel
'Tt isn't so much thsp.' - be said, "whsn tt
Is very long9"
Never" replied ths ed. man, nAgRarL
nOusly. Never; less room, nore pay
that's the WAY you make your living. Get
your copy with you 20
''Yes, sir" replied the young nan joyful
ly would you like to read II, sir, or shall
read it2"
mo. don't care to read it Just now. 81
down and we'll count it,.
So they sat down and counted f.
"Ay heart, my heart in throbbing uumbers
tells, read the sd. man. Heart medicine
young man ?" be asked IN the patroufEinE
way Of 8 nan who knows svsrything..
"Eo. SIR" replied the young msn n
amazed tones, while the ad. man counted
away for dear life. "Eo. sir rhapsody,
1 sir"
"Oh, yes yes, OF course" said the ad.
man, in reaSsRrlng toneG Hundred nine.
/ hund ten, hund 'levsn-course. hund four.
teen-haint done much IN rhApsodiss sincs
! HeimbOld failed-hund tHsnty-three-good
things though, We took = gross OF 'sm last
/ spring on Pad & Lotions eolunn-hund
/ for'-two-snd wore one myself two weeks
and it made band ft'-four-msn OF me.
/ One hundred aud Hixty-eight lines, sir, and
( we'u throw in four lire head and won't
/ count the odd half linS-S65.7O; call It an
even S55 cash down. Just step to the bust.
ness once and I'll give you receipt"
We don't know what happened ImnsdI.
stely after that. We only know that when
| the footmsn opened the door Of the carriage
to le. US out at the marble steps OF the Hask-
{ eye ofiice, the ad. man was leaning on the
: heavy bronze bAlustrades, gazing wondering
/ ly at the figure Of young man, walking un.
steadily down the street, holdings hutterina
manuscript In one hand, and In the other
/ clasping bis psllid brow.
"You may take my ble-column head
| for football, sir" respectfully raising bic
hat and standing uncovered as We ssceuded
one broad stairway, "If that young fellow
! going Down the street there isnta three.
/ square lunatic from CrsTyviIs. Wanted me
/ to pay him so5 for = long, rhymIne pun with
! out a line Of business In it, sir."-Bur3ugloa
! Hdskeys