The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-06-14
THE OLD PRINTER.
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 "Slug Nines learned his letters rizAt from the boxes, and grew up and learned b sci type in oas ef those mnssang offices where they keep the type in cofSce-sack and chalk out the cases oa the door. He wAsnt even veEy last printer he aida | olken rush, and he nesex @soldiereL for the fas on the hook" but took whatever came along vith equal patience and good nature, whether 1t vas | " pickup " or . great take of bliad copy, scri6bled ia pencil On blue 6oolscap on both aides of the paper and mAsksd solid, with never . break or paragraph iron A toZ. But he would sand ., that old case and pick up type all night begging along on straight brsvier q tranQuil a though Ae struck . display head on every take. He always made fair bills, and alfer while, as the sixties began creeping on hin, the boys had way of " soldering for him, and maybe you doat knos hos hard it is for 2 printer not to drop 4 good many type, and tumble tcS the hoxeA and let his thumb get ness awfully sase. and have b hunt Or the bello~s aaA hles cut his case, cd stsdy tAe ceeg vesy closely and 6s1 ie drsadfShv har1 b sssi, an1 tAat soH ef tAieg. vhen by s.aAiAs iale he can s9 . pick-up = lag e yoss asn and leaded take witA perserapA so every sensence. Bas sAsy did tAak CT the old man, and he tns9 ie by anA -, and loved the boys as tAeneA thsy ve1e his own, every iasf slug ol tAaa.
 And Q. ysar aftsr year, he vsoaGha among the boys on . mosniag pn02. He went to bed aboue She time h uoR of the world sos up, cd hs soso Abost the time the rest of tho voa1d ct ao~n to dinner. He vosked V ssssy I'd ef light except sunlight. Thare wese can- dies h the ofice whn he cane in, tken they had lasd-ol lamps, shae 0o1noA cd sputtered and smelled shen Ae sau tvc or three printers blindsd hy explosions q camphene ard spirit eas thsn ksrosene came in and heated up the news-room on summer nights like furnace; then. the office put in gas; and nos the electric light hung from the ceiling and dataled his old eyes and Riarcd into them fran his copy. Ii he sang on his way home, . policeman bade him cheese that. aud re minded him that he was disturbing the peace, and people wAaaed to sleep. But when he wanted to deep, the res, of the world, for whom Ae had ga, up all night to make morning paper, roared and crashed by down the noisy street under his window, with cart, and truck, and omnibus: blaFed with brass bands, howled with Eand-organs. talked aud shouted and even the shrieking news boys, with ehastiy sarcasm, murdered the sleep oi the tired old printer by yell ing the name of his own paper. Year after year the foreman roared at him to remember that this was nos an afternoon paper; cditors shrieked down the tube to have blind man put on that dead mans case; smart young peooi-veaders scribbled sarcnssic comments on his work, on the mazgin of his psooi-slips; long winded cofrespondents, learning 10 write and long g-haired poets who could never learn to spell, wrathfuliy cast all their i'm perfections upon his head. But through 1t all he wrought patiently, and found he had more friends than enemies Print CTS and foreman and pressmen and re porters and editors came and went, bu, he stsid, and he saw news room and sanctufh filled and emptied, and filled and emptied again, and filled agAin with new and strange faces.
 He vas working one night, and when the hours that are % short in the ball. room and 90 long in the composing. room drew weasily on, he vas tired. He hadn't thrown in a full case, he said Doe of the boys, tired as himself--but . printer is never too tired to be good na- tured-o6ered to change places with him. but the old man s&id there vas enough tn his case to last him through his take, and he wouldn't york any more tonight The type clicked in the silent room, and by and by the old man said:
 Pm out of sorts."
 He sat down on the low window-sill by his case, with his stick in his hand his hands folded veanly in his lap. The types clicked on. A galley Of telegraph waited.
 "Will any oae kindly tell me what gentleman is lingering with D 5 IF called the foreman, who was always danger. ously polished and polite when be vaa on the point of exploding with wrath and s@sH
 Slug Nine, passing hy the alley, stopped to speak to the old man sitting tAese e quietly.
 The telegraph boy came running ia with the lasi manifold sheet shouting: "Thirtyw
 They carried the old man to the fore. mans ionT table, aad laid him down rsversntiy, ed covered his fscs. Ihey took the suck oua sf Ahis serseless haad, and rcd his lxse take:
 BosToH, Nov. a3.-The American basque Pilgrim, weai 10 pieces oh MarhleheAd in { light gale, about midnight. she uas old and unseavorshy, as1 this was to have been hei last trip.
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