The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-04-25
AMATEUR EDIToRsHIP.
IForgctten Exch angel

get to beStOw particular care on to-mor- Tow's issue, and have it turned out in the neatest possible style want it to be seen in contrast with that slovenly Clo- yerton Eagle, a paper which is a dis srace-yes, a disgrace to our national Gyiliz ationi"
 aEagki he, hel" said MT. Flowers, smart-looking young man in carefully tended moustache and opal studs. "ln mv opinion, ZnSkey-6NSzGr6 would be more appropriate"
 "Hai good, that-very good ]" re- marked the editor, whipping out his note book, and entering the witticism for fu- ture use. "You won't forget, Flowers" he added, as he took up his valise, to send up enc hundred and fifty Clarions to Cloverton for distribution tomorrow. 1 expect our circulation to be increased by at least half that number by the even. ing"
 aNever fear, sir" said Mir. Flowers, confidently. You'll find it all right"
 Colonel Burrows was on his way to the next county-town of Cloverton, to attend a grand political meeting, where he ex- pected to do much for the Clarion in obtaining news and subscriptions.
 It wasn't often that he could afford to leave his paper for even one day, having its management upon his own hands, with some assistance from Mrs. Burrows, who was very clever in clipping selections from various books and papers, and dressing up brilliant items in new attire to pass for original. Living on the floor above the office, she was a frequent visi- &r Nkok onA kad mented In various matters connected with the business of the paper.
 She considered that she had quite a talent for this sort of thing; and had been heard to declare that " if anything should happen to Aristides," she would herself run the Clarion.
 When the editor was fairly off, Mir. Flowers murmured-" Plenty of time One hour at the ball. A waltz and prom. enade with that little blonde dance and ice-cream with the brunette then back for blast on the Horn, and all right by daybreak Must keep out of sight of Mrs. B., though. She's to be there as reporter of the fashions"
 Mrs. Burrows returt ed from the ball at Drinkard's hall, aud sat down to write a description of the Pipersville bellies and their toilettes. Her task completed, she repaired to the office, for the purpose of handing in her contribution to the com positor.
 She found MT. Flowers lying across two chairs, in a wilted condition, while Peters, the printer, was vainly endeavor- ing to arouse him to the portentous du- ties awaiting him.
 The com rositor had indulged in a "leetle too much," Peters said, and two of his friends had kindly brought him home.
 Good gracious l" exclaimed Mrs. Burrows. "What in the world is to be ydone2"
 "No him, muml responded Peters, in tone of mingled resignation and de- spair; only there won't be no Clarion out tomorrow, that's all" \ For an instant Mrs. Burrows stood as If paralyzed. But then her soul rose he- roically to meet the situation.
 "Ill do it myselfl" she announced with Spartan firmness. "The public shall see that some women are fit for even such an emergency as this l; and how proud Aristides will bel"
 So fired with ambition, and nerved by the high sense of duty, this heroic woman. With Peters for her sole assistant, repaired 't<Ae work which was to preserve the <&dit of the Clarion, and rebound so much to her own.
 It was gfeat day in Cloverton, and the 41l10r of the Pipersville Clarion was so busy tEiat he had not time even to glance at his own paper. as he took it from the hand of the urchin, who was zealously crying it in opposition to the Eagle.
 He observed that his paper attracted good deal of attention, and his heart swelled with pride as he marked the groups of men and boys, all apparently deeply interested in the contents of the CkarfoS.
 Some wore look of wonder and be- wilderment, while others indulged in bursts of uproarious laughter. Here and there shout arose, Hurroo for the Ciarioni Blow away old hornl"
 Everybody knows the arduous duties, on such an occasion, of an editor who is his own reporter, and it was five o'clock when he rushed to catch the cars passing through to Pipersville.
 He was in the act of stepping on to the car when a hand was laid upon his collar and he was jerked violently backward.
 Wheeling around, he found himself confronted by a gentleman with red face and set teeth, whom he recognized as MT. Fowlkes, editor of the Cloverton Eagle.
 Scoundrell" exclaimed this indi- vidual, glaring savagely at the astonished Burrows, take that r and he planted a well-directed blox full upon the nose of his rival brother-edisor.
 Burrows was no coward, and he now seized his assailant by the throat and re- turned his compliment with interest.
 But score of bystanders rushed in to separate them.
 Fowlkes was pinned back to a tele- graph post, and Burrows hoisted upon the train, which instantly started, while the crowd at the station and the crowd on the train shouted defiance at each other.
 Then Burrows. with face swelled and dis6gured. got of the car before reach ing the station, and proceeded through a