The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1883-01-20
She Would BE n Journalist.

Che came tripping INTO the city edfs
tors room, and throwing little satchel
Oh mis- desk opened up after this fashion;
"rm a journalist write for all the
principal story papers. besides number
OF magazines and one or two daily
papers"
"You must have your hands full, -
said the editor.
40 no; | find plenty of time to do
everything, ] Just slap off a love story.
say In the morning; jump in and do up
apoem or two after luncheon, and get in
some correspondence after supper. OF
know what women can do, and I'm
proving my theory that we can accom-
plish Just rs much, If not more, than the
men if we are only given n fair show.
Now came in to see you about Christ
mas" said the lady, taking chair and
pulling up to the editor side.
Anything particularly odd about the
holiday this yearp" asked the editor.
mo, but you bring out paper every
Sundayr' said the lady,
1--WE do
"Now, what you want on the Sunday
before Christmas is Christmas num-
her," said the lady. "Do you catch on
to the ideap Something full of every
thing about Christmas. A regular holt
day issue of the paper Seep'f
"Peffectly,n said the editor. "But
I do not see how you can be interested
"Ah, that's the point said the lady.
"You see, know just what Christmas
number should be, know how to get
it up. Now, propose to bring out your
Christmas number for YOU" and she
smiled sweetly upon the somewhat as
tonished editor.
"But, my dear madam -"
"Miss, please"
"Well. then, my dear Miss"
"Haseltine---Juia Anne Scott Hasel-
tine. OF course, You are familiar with
my name. ! always sign it in full to all
my articles said the lady. taking a
large MISUNDERSTANDING card from her
pocketbook and passing it over to the
editor
Cant say that I've saw it in print"
said the editor. "But, Of course, you
know | read very few stories Of that
sort"
just the point wish to make" said
the lady, grabbing her satchel and taking
roll OF manuscript out of il; "of course,
you newspaper men cannot find time to
read, much less write, stories. Now, in
getting out your Christmas number you
want somebody to help you who is up in
the story line Of business. ] am that
person. | will get you out o Christmas
number that will just make all the cd
itors OF the country fairly black with
jealousy"
Every sorry" said the editor, "but
we already have an editor for the Sunday
paper. Am quite sure you would do all
You say. but"
a. know you have an editor for the
paper" said the lady, " but this is a
special occasion. Now. I'll just jump in
at once and look over the ground. Let's
see. Here is a good long story for the
first page. A regular Dickens Christ
mas snap. That will do, think" and
the lady pumped great roll of manu-
script down upon the desk in front OF
her. " Then here is poem"
But, my dear madam; mean Miss
Hazelbush -
Haseltine, If you please, sir"
Well, Haseltine, then" said the ed
itor, eve don't care to adopt your sug
gestion -"
But suppose you hear the opening
chapter OF my story. know it will"
"You will excuse -"
"Then you might listen to single
verse of my Christmas Morning to the
Snowbird.' A perfect gem in its way.
1t opens
"'The snow is sitting through the air
And falling very fast;
And snowbrds hopping here and there
Sing Christmas g come at last"
My dear lady, | am very busy this
morning." cried the editor. "If you
will call in"
90 / know what that means,'' said
the lady; "you want me to leave. You
men never have the least patience with
woman. You always put her down as
not knowing anything ut the start, and
consider her society bore, unless she
is foolish enough to let you make love
to her. But if you will only listen to
another verse -
90 The air is full of frost and Toe,
jack Frost Is on the window,
An | little JOHNNY thinks it's nice
To send pennies to the Hindoo-'"
But at this point the editor made a
wild dash for liberty, and hid away in
The press-room for two hours to make
sure of not meeting the would-be editor
again. -Brooktyn Eagle.