The Arizona sentinel. [volume] (Arizona City [Yuma], Yuma County, A.T. [Ariz.]) 1872-1911, 1885-11-21

wisdom. mo, sir. We newspaper
fellows never read what is printed in the
paper. We leave that for the public
Then, again, he uses the shears until
they ache and the paste brush is worn
out with overwork. The only thing
about the desk that has an easy time is
the pen. He seldom uses that. The
pen lives down with me under the ink
stand and we often talk about him. He
agrees with me exactly"
81 have no doubt you are right, IRE
piled the pin. politely.
'But where did you come from?"
"a girl bought me and gave me to
him.
"Ahr' returned the roach, refec
lively, "was she prettv?'
mo. - responded the rn; "but, he
added enthusiasm. tshe was more
tha- -har wa= beautiful So hl
trst-.t eud so roo. You
s-- -... ga er.u.. .. -o. -t te.
" hel very closely. Ee wore Ue 2r
scarf. And w. her face ss
. benjed over his and her laosed
. lut9 his, can tel. you ! neaIir lost my
! own heart. Yes" continued the pin,
L
feminine beauty. l have, l may say
without egotism, been greatly admired
by the ladies. l have often been on ex-
hibition in jewellers windows and !
have seen my share of the world. If
had been made with two legs and arms
instead of this long, golden pin, feel
that 1 would have been a very great
swell. Indeed. know l would"
mo doubt of it, observed the
roach. How long ago was this?'
about year"
''Yes, l recollect it now," replied the
insect. "He used to neglect his work
at that time and wrote great deal OF
what he called poetry, but it wasn't.
My friend, the pen, said at the time
it was such mawkish stuff it often used
to make him sick, and one day he
came nearly being discharged for hav-
ing q poem about Phillis-whoever
she was-set up instead of joke about
the ice-cream man. He also bought
some handsome clothes and a tall hat,
and he used to shave every day and
wear gloves. The paper weight told
me one day when l was out he saw
him look at himself in pocket-mirror,
and smile as though he was the most
contented man-with himself in the
world"
''Well, how did it end9"
Badly" replied the pin, with a
sigh; "badly. One day she returned
him his presents and went TO Europe.
| thought for time he would go crazy
from grief"
II noticed it, too," answered the
roach. HE used to sit down at the
desk and write while the tears stood in
his eyes, and the editor said he did the
best work he ever did. l have often
noticed" continued the insect, wisely,
''that when an editor laughs as he
writes the readers cry, but when he
cries the public laughs. Funny, isn't
it?''
"Yes." responded the pin, absent
mindedly, for very few pins, like very
few editors, have a sense of humor,
'but l think it must be broken off now
| haven't been worn for three months,
and l believe she was married to for
eigner. so the lamp on his dressing case
told me, and it read the letter, l think.
Anyway feel sorry for him.
80 do l. replied the roach, impul-
sively. ''But he'll get over it. If he
can only lose his temper with her and
quit grieVing, then he is safe. Well,
must be going now. Good-day. Much
obliged to you for your information"
Then with reckless haste the insect |
started across the EDITORS paper for the
inkstand.
'Confound these bugs" remarked |
the editor, crustily, as he picked mp the |
paper weight and placed it heavily on
them 1 am reminded of that hideous
pin which, by the way, / must throw
away"
81 think" observed the scarf-pin to
himself, with little shudder, as the
editor resumed his work, 'that he is in
a fair way to recover. IN Y Graphic.