The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1883-02-28
the bulls eye. Tho marksmanship is
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The Poetry Market,

A timid, but really rather pretty
young man came stepping softly into the
Ha'GEcye sanctum Yesterday afternoon,
when nobody was in but the advertise
ment solicitor, who was writing half
column puff OF Slab IL Headstones new
marble shop. The young man took of
his hat and said: Good morning" and
the advertising man snarlcd. "What is
poetry Worth?" asked the timid, but
pretty young man.
"Forty cents line" said the adver-
tisemcnt man, promptly and rather
tcnderly, "and you can't do better any
where in America. The advantages we
offer for the publication of poetry are
unsurpassed on either side Of the Missis-
sippi Our circulation, standing in five
figures the first year, has steadily in
creased three times an hour ever since,
and poetry published in this paper is
placed in the hands of 100000 families
before night. How much have you?"
Perhaps" said the timid young man,
fairly rceling with delight, lit is little
too long"
"Makes no difference" said The ad.
man, beaming upon him kindly; 1--WE IL
put il all in il we have to issue sup
plcment. And everything over 5000
lines goes at thirty-Gve cents"
The timid young man looked disap-
pointed.
at isn't so much thcn," he said,
"when it's very longPn
"Never," replied the ad. man, mag
unanimously. "Never; less room, more
pay; that's the way you make your liv-
ing. Gotyour copy with you?"
"Yes, sir" replied the young man,
joyfully; "would you like to read it, sir,
or shall | read it?n
"No, don't care to read it Just now.
Sit down and Wen count it,"
SO they sat down and counted it.
MY heart, my heart in throbbing
numbers tells" read the ad. man.
Heart medicine, young man?" he
asked, in the patronizing way of a man
who knows everything.
No sir" replied the young man, in
amazed tones, while the ad. man count
ed away for dear life. "No, sir; a
rhapsody, sir"
"Oh, yes; yes, of course said the
ad. man, in reassuring tones. "Hun-
dred nine, hund ten, hund 'leven-
course, hund fourtcen-hain't done
much in rhapsodics since Hclmbold
failed-hund twent-thee-good things,
though; we took gross of 'em last
spring on Pad & Lotions column
hund for -two-and / wore one myself
two weeks and it madc-hund lift -four
man of me. One hundred and sixty
eight lines, sir, and we'll throw in
four-line head and won't count the
odd half line-SG5. 20; call it an even
sea cash down. just step down to tho
business office and I'll give you II re-
ceipt.'
We don't know what happened i'm
mcdiatcIy after that. We only know
that when the footman opened the door
OF The carriage to let us out ut the mar
be steps of the HdUkcye Office, the adj
man was leaning on the heavy bronze
balusters, gazing wonderingly at the
figure of u young man, walking un-
steadily down the street, holding a llut-
tering manuscript in one hand, and
into the other cIaspng his pallid brow.
You may take my double-column
head for n football, sir,h said the ad.
man, respectfully raising his hat and
standing uncovered as we assembled one
broad stairway, IF that young fellow
going down street isn't thrcc-square
lunatic from Crazyvillc, Wanted me
to pay him sixty-iive dollars for long
rhyming puff without a line Of business
in il, sir. "-BUriinqion HaWkeVe.