The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1884-12-18


the Office of the influential daily, and,
grsciously accosting the Able Editor,
sat down on the dustiest chair in the
neighborhood.
~That's rather O smoky seat for q
snowy delegation. said the Able Editor,
in tones of apprehension, ut the same
time wadding up dozen valuable ex-
changes into goas-you-please dust
brush; "here, let me swab q little of
the latest CRIME of, and you'll find II
more harmonious for q white dress"
do not mind" replied the one in
spotless raiment; 1t cannot be soiled
by dust or mud; here is my card; ]
fear you do not recognize me-"
The Able Editor read the name OF
White-Souled Truth on the card, and
at once withdrew his ponderous feet
from the table and extended his good
right hand.
Nv. s. t." he exclaimed, ioyously,
lyon are right welcome to my poor
sanctum. Make it your home while
you are in town. Here is my paper OF
this morning; there are to-day's ex-
changes; this is copy Of that despicable
sheet op the next block, with which, of
course, you have neither connection or
acquaintance; that is the paste, and this
are-hem these is--them are the
scissor. You'll find paper and pencils
in the drawer, pen and ink on the table,
box of cigars on the safe. Write
yourself good personal and hang it
on the hook and make it top head and
double lead. This Office and oil that is
in it is yours as long as you stay here.
When'd you come IMP"
Il came from Chicago this morning,
said Truth, "and I"
"Ah, yes" interrupted the editor,
with that easy manner of imparting
valuable information of inestimable
value which is characteristic of the
Able Editor in an important railroad
town, "come down on No. ~"
"And wanted to look into some mat,
ters," she said Il see that"
ooh, you noticed that, did you?" said
the Able Editor, with joyous enthusi.
asm. "We're on your side all the time
you saw how 1 ratified the tobacconists
for their villainous adulteration of CT
CARS? Rum, molasses, tar, borax, sui
phuric acid, ginger, prussic acid, cor
rosive sublimate, old eggs, bone dust,
laudanum, hasheesh, opium, everything
but tobacco. A cigar nowadays is q
to offer you one."
Il heard of that" said Truth, "but
that is not what 1 was going to ask
about. You had"
"Ah, yes" said the Able Editor OF
the leading daily in the State. Il
knew that would catch you when ]
wrote it. Hauled the grocers over
the Goals from way back, didn't L?
And they deserved it, every line of it.
Alum in the flour we eat, arsenic In the
pickles to make 'em green, golden sir
up made from old boots, split peas
in the coffee and in the sugar, canned
peaches whitfield out of pumpkins
everything adulterated down to starv-
ing point. You're no friend of the
grocers."
Truth looked grave. mo, 1 don't
know much about the trade, but I know
as much as ever 1 expect to; but
wasn't thinking about the grocers.
read In your paper
"Oh, yes, now / kuowl That time
skinned the dry goods men on woolens
and blankets? The mendacious frauds,
and that old selling below cost and
closing out sacrifice game; didn't
/ open out on emp"
Yes; but that wasn't it. wanted te
ask about"
"How L found out all about the drug
men and their awful lodges?
thought that would please you. Well
the way / come to embark in that re-
form"
please do not talk about druggists,
said Truth, sadly, "they make me tired
But you had In a"
ooh, yesl Where 1 blistered the
liquor men on the poisonous adultera
tons of beer and the high-priced for
eign labels on cheap native wines?"
AZ have nothing to do with the liquor
business" said Truth. Il came here *
ask you"
About the shameful way Grabal
belied his record, and how the conven
ton was manipulated by the iabber
wocks 2"
"No; about your own special dis
patches and the European letters from
your own correspondent And, if yor
have the leisure, 1 would like to look
into the matter of your increased cir
culation' affdavits little. fear l dc
not know so much about the newspaper
business as / should"
The Able Editor was standing at the
door, pointing courteously down the
long, dark passage-way.
"You will excuse me" he said; "thii
is my busy day. Time flies, and money
is 8 per cent. / have an appointment
at the Board of Trade at this hour;
have O note to meet in fifteen minutes
my assistant is away, and / am al
alone and have the entire paper on m,
hands to-day; I have severe head
ache, and am going to bed at once un
der the doctors imperative orders;
have nothing to dowith the matter t.
which you refer: please step down t
the business office and ask for the man
ager; call around with it about thi
time next week and will settle will
you; when feel that am not compe
tent to run this paper myself, viii
send for you; good morning."
And he was alone. A moment b,