The Springdale news., 1888-10-19
CHAPTER NJ.


 "GO AWAY, IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFEn T. was only the next day that as Allen sat busy at his desk some one entered, and on looking up he saw Mr. Strong again at his side
 "Don't you think I'd better announce now'7 he asked, leaning oYeron the editors desk
 No, think you had better not.
 Bat he may gitahead. '
 s.Itwould raia an officer to begin the bat tie before war vas declared .
 ''Reclsin yer right" said Strong. chang ing elbows at the desk and fixing his green isA-brown eyes upon the new editor a. if he intended piercing hlm through with his look. Now yer sartln yell give me the support O the papcr@
 "Of course. The Ueytsrn Reoa5fr will give youits support for the office of sheriff, ROW you can depend on that
 "That's all l aI e it. Now I'll whoop ye Gp. ye bet. I was goia' to withdraw from yer consarn every dollar had in it, of ye'd supported Tom Simmons but, as it's fur me, In fur it.
 1t is fo9 you.'
 "Thcn Iii do all kin for tie papar," said Mir. Strong enthusiastically. IVY henever ye=want help call on me-
 You might greatly aid your own cause bv increasing tac influence of the l|a%aH HappJ'tc
 J5st tz.l me how1'
 If every man read this paper, they would all be friends to il, and readily obey it's Instructions. Your announcement and our advice 10 the public would reach every body at the same time, and you would get ahcat of your riv l.
 "Thas's sa; what kin I do5"
 You might pay for a few subscriptions and send them aGt to men Whom Yoa think would be or could be made to become en- thu~iastr supporters of yours. If yoa would only send to twenty-five or thirty it would be great advantage to yourself and the papar.9
 Mr. Strong was man who loved money. yet his personal ambition overcame his dTarce, and he increased the circulation of the iisStsr4 He9a5Ac to the number of twenty-five. As he went out Allen smiled and said
 If there were only enough ambitious politicians the newspaper business at Turley's Point would be q success"
 A merchant came in at this moment to blow up the editor for having put his al vert1sement in an obscure corner where 1t would never bc seen. He had just got the merchant paciied when a farmer named Brown entered to know why the items sent in from Hog Creek by his daughter were not printed.
 They were crowded out, Mr Brown,n said the trcd editor.
 Crowded out, war they. So 'spose yer too hiferlutin ter think O Hog Creek Ne mean to crowd us out, dye! be hanged of we don't every one O us go agin ye, ef ye go to treatin' Us that wayn
 .'I beg your pardon, Mr Brown, it was unavoidable. Tell your daughter to send some items for next issue earlier, so 1 can get them in, and l will send you the paper free in return
 This to a considerable extent smoothed the rufled temper of the countryman, and fattering himself that he had brought the editor to time, by holding above his head the wrath of Hog Creek, he left the office Allen had only turned to his desk to re- sume his work when the office door was thrown open, and Joe Lenn burst in with paper in his hand and fury in hls eyes.
 Stop my paperna he cried, in voice of thunder. "Cut off my subscription, say, cut 1t off "
 WhatIs the matter?" Allen asked. won dering if he had suddenly gone crazy.
 "Cut me off I tell yc; 1 won't have nothin' to do with ye-eut me off-cut me . off r
 "I beg your pardon, sir, I shall cut you off with great pls2sure, but should like very