Evening capital. (Annapolis, Md.) 1884-1910, 1884-10-21

count Of the murders and suicides and
railroad collisions and divorce cases.
Don't send me the paper any longer. I'll
come In and paw you what ! owe yon
when have sold my corn: good day. L
And then there was light step at the
door, and person wearing q severe
countenance and q shawl came in and
took the vacant chair
/ am very sorry" be said, In meas
ured tones, and with fixed and critical
stare at the endsof the editors nose /
am very sorry to notice that you are
giving In your columns so little atten-
ton to the cause of Prohibition-the
noble cause of Prohibition. You must
rouse yourself upon this great question
and give your readers q page of it
weekly. / am not subscriber to your
paper, but l borrow it every week of my
nelghbor and / loan him the Banner Of
Light In exchange. So you will observe
that have been one of your faithful
readers and / know just where you fail
short of making good newspaper. l
will leave you few tracts from which
you. should make liberal extracts from
time to time. You will notice that this
one entitled, Dash the Cup Awavl'
is written by myself You are at liberty
to print it in full. And when l come
across anything particularly good in the
columns of the banner Of Light I'll cut
it out and send it around to you. You
have grand opportunity to make your
paper grow In circulation and influence.
and hope you will come boldly to the
front on the right course and no longer
continue to devote your valuable space
to trivial matters. By the way, have
you few exchanges that you are done
with2 All, that viii do; thanks; good
day."
ii The door the man in the shawl
passed a person with merry twinkle
In his eyes.
Il like your paper-it is first-rate, he
said. as he dropped into the vacant chair,
Except that it does not contain humor
enough. Why don't you fill her full OF
jokes and bright things by the funny
fellows and make your readers laughg
Nobody cares a cent for those political
editorials and those scientific articles,
and that stuff about the tariff you print.
That puts me to sleep. Give us a plenty
of jokes to shake a mans liver up and
let the tariff take care of itself That's
all. Be in to see you again when I've
more time; ia, ia.
The next person who took the vacant
chair had countenance as solemn as a
second hand hearse. He didn't look as
if he had smiled more than once in forty
years, and the village editor took him
for an undertaken who wanted to adj
! vertise patient embalming process and
pay in trade.
Sir said the solemn man, after a
silence that became very painful to the
village editor. . / am grieved to notice
the tone of levity that has recently per-
vaded the columns of your paper, and
am compelled to ask you on that account
to take my name off your list You
seem to forget that this is a world of
calamity and woe, and that a spirit of
levitv in the press is unsecmly, and
tends to draw attention from the solemn
realities of life and the near proximity of
death. Last week you declined to print
my article entitled: 80 Reflections on
the Grave, alleging that you did not
have room for it, and then gave up near
ly a column of your paper to frivolous
jokes. / do not intend to read any
thing light this year. That is all have
to say; good afternoon
The door closed behind the solemn
man and tncn softly opened again to
admit dreamy -eyed man with poetic
brow and a general expression that
seemed to indicate that he wanted
something he had never had and never
expected to have
II merely came in to remark. > he
began, as he took the vacant chair.
that you are sadly neglecting the
literary department of your paper /
not only have noticed it myself, but
several of my friends have called my at
tention to it. You should by all means
run a continued story and have from
two to three good short stories in each
issue. Good stories is the thing that
is wanted to make a village paper
popular Everybody you ask will tell
you that. A little news and some local
matter and the marriages and deaths
should be printed, of course; but You
shouldn't let anything crowd out the
stories. / don't take your paper, but
my brother-in-law does, and | borrow
it of him. / have intended for some
time to mention this matter to you, but
could never think of it when l was In
town before. If you think these sug-
gestions are of any value to you, you
may send me your paper gratuitously for
a year. Allow me to bid you good day,
sir.n
The dreamy-eyed man went out as
softly as a sixty days note falls due, and
moment later another style of person
drODned into the vacant chair and smoke