Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1883-05-30
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Are the springs Of life etefnally
flowing around this section of the
vineyard?" asked q hard faced woman
with a reticule, glaring hard at the
managing editor.
=" reckon So" replied the editor,
trying to get the corkscrew into his
boot.
Are ehey flowing free27 demanded
the hard faced woman, surveying the
managing editor distrustiully.
u don't think have detected any
abatement, sighed the editor, aban-
doning the corkserew, and endeavor-
ing to draw his hat over the flask on
his desk. ''The springs appear to be
doing a land Office business in
these quarters. How do you find it
10 other quarters of the vineyard"
And the editor succeeded in kicking
an empty bottle into the city editors
room.
rs the cause Of temperance taking
a strong hold on the sinners in this
establishment" she inquired, with a
frown.
That's the only thing that may be
said to have a death grip on the news.
paper business" returned the man.
aging editor, with a pleasant smile.
Il should say that the profession of
journalism is the only one that now
practically supports the temperance
cause on principle" And the man
aging editor ostentatiously called the
sfice boy and demanded a glass of
water. t.....
Then | understand that rum has
been entirely abolished from this
officer" demanded the woman, making
few memoranda in her pocketbook.
The evil of intemperance has been
completely rooted out Of this in
stitHtion?"
Never got in here, ma 'am, "averred
the editor, sOlemDly. II wouldn't
permit it," and the editor worked
around so that the beer bottles behind
his chair would not show.
Are you worker 10 the cause2"
and the hard faced woman looked at
him suspiciously.
That's the way ! spend most of
my time, returned the editor.
Every spare moment, and a great
deal OF my business time is put in in
that way. I'm right on the temper
ance racket, from the first rattle of the
box to the last card in the lay out"
The woman regarded him intently
for a moment, and then made another
memorandum.
Have you collected any moneys
for the great causeP" she asked, after
long pause. ,
mot as yet, ma'am, but l have a
great deal promised" And the editor
threw his overcoat over a demijohn in
the corner.
u tnd your assessment to be 81"
observed the woman after a careful
scrutiny of her tablets. IF you can
collect it, we'll and good; but you will
have to pay me now, or | will strike
you from the rolls"
How much is miner" asked the
religious editor, stepping upon the
scene, and greeting the woman with a
pleasant smile and a hearty shake OF
the hand. Lump his and mine and
the city editors all together" And
the religious editor pulled out a $40
bill and held it temptiDgly in sight.
THAT just makes il" said the hard
faced woman, grabbing at the bill.
That just right. Thanks. Good
day. Keep up the cause, no matter
what it costs.
II don't know how you could have
made a bigger ass OF yourself with
your money" remarked the managing
editor, as they tipped over the demi
john and proceeded to keep up the
cause. aL
That's all right" smiled the relig-
ious editor. "Don'tyou bother about
me. I'm all right. That $40 was
counterfeit, and I've been working it
off for several months, but | never
fetched it. This is very NICE where
you get itP"