News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1891-11-19
BIMBLE'O NEWSPAPER.

BIMBLE'S NEWSPAPER.
BY s. {. J.
Euripides Bimbe had been keeping
school i'll northern county of New
Hampshire, way back i'll 1.-The days
before the war" He had been re-
garded as Il man of wondrous learn
ing; and, truth to tell, he had man
aged to pick up SoOdly stock OF
general information. He had presid-
ed at town meeting, and had spoken
in the religious meeting, and he had
kept school creditably; but the crown
ing peak of fame was reached when it
was found that Euripides, who had
written those stirring political articles
for the Patriot, was none other than
the veritable Euripides Bimble of the
Great Interval. Bimble was proud,
and vet Blmble was modest. Bimble
felt his dignity, and yet he was unas-
suming. Bimble could write most
bitter things in his tar-away garret,
but face to face with his political OPP
ponents he was mildness and good
ness persOnified In short, Euripides
Brmble was a great man upon the
rustic banks of lost River, and his
unsophisticated admirersdoubtedno not
that he would weigh heavily any
where.
One autumn day, in the COS, Wal
ter Ettingham came home from the
far west, on Il visit to his relatives
upon the Interval. Etfingham had
performed wonders out west. He had
bought land and built mills and made
money, and he was loud in the praise
of the great west. He and Bimble
had been schOolmateS in the other
years, and were friends still.
'Bimblel" cried Effingham, slap
ping his friend on the back, Il have
just the thing for YOU at Scalpers'
Bluff. Come with me and publish a
paper!"
Euripides caught his breath at the
idea. Did Ettingham mean that he
Bimble - Edripides Bimble - should
edit thepaper-shOuld have sole man
a@ement OF its columns?
Yes. Etfingham meant Just that
thing \ few of the business men OF
Scaipers' Bluff ha1 ] bought type and
presses, and all necessary materials
for a good printing office They had
a capable printer already at work on
Jobs; but they wanted to start a pa
per-a paper that should open up a
knowledge to the world of the inn
mense resources and natural advant-
ages Of Scalpers' Bluff and Wild Bot
tom country and to that end they
must have a competent editor. Bim-
BILE snapped at the bait, and when
Walter Effingham returned to the
west, Euripides Bimble accompanied
him.
The paper was quickly started, the
business men of the place furnishing
capital, while Bimble pledged the
necessary amount of brain, and it
was called the ,ScaIpers' Bluff BuIIe.
tin. The season was at the opening
of animportant political contest. and
Bimble's sympathies quickly led him
to espouse the right. Among the pO-
litical opponents was a man of Wild
Bottom, named Cutter WOpper, who
was candidate of the Disruptionists
for representative. Bimble learned
from reliable authority, that WOppel
was drunken, worthless fellow, who
had been twice convicted of horse
stealing in "A neighboring State, and
whose only recommendation to pub
lie favor was that hespent his ill-gOt
ten gains from gambling quite freely
among his lawless companions.
Bimble learned all this, and straight
way he gave Cutter Wopper the bene
fit of an article just one column IL
length, in which said Cutter WOpper
was served up most elaborated y
served up with about as much dress
ing of spice and peppery, pungent con
diment as it is possible to plaster upol
the character of single individual
Bimble had learned the trade in New
Hampshire.
The article created a sensation.
"If Bimble's got the pluck to bacI
that up, it'll kill Wopper, SURE" J" sail
an adherent of the right side.
Bimble didn't know then eXactl.
what "backing up" meant in tn
Scalpers' BLUFF parlance. He kne'
that in Northern County he woul'
have backed up the article by sui
stantiating his charges and this h
was prepared to do now. He was
public servant, and he would dea
iustlv-he was a conservator OF tn
public good, and he would expose tn
wrong at all hazards.
! 4 in, n
, n man entered-a man over SIX lee
high and framed like buffalo bull
n man clad in wolfskin, with bowie
knife and pistols in his girdle.
! "Is the editor here?" asked tn
man.
"J am the editor" said Bimble.
The stranger smiled until his brow
face was corrugated like the bark {
n hemlock tree. Then he pulled
copv of the Scalpers' Bluff Bullet
= from his pocket and spread it open.
Eve come to see bout this yel
article on Cutter Wopper," he resun
ed 81 s'Dose you writ it?
Bimble acknowledged the authO
! ship. ,,
shoot, old boss. I'm Cutter Woppt
Pm the very coon. This yer thin
may hurt ne. want ye to write
niece different. I'd like for ye to sa
in yer next paper, that ye was entir
" mistaken about Cutter Woppe
Can We do 1t?
! Really, sir said Bimble, som
, what puzzled, 81 cannot"
"Hold on!" interrupted the cyclic
extending a hand that was like ii
paw of a grizzly bear, 1--WE wont ha'
no words about it. shall be he
next week and if ye write the hone
thing, and print it, | wont take l
oflense. But if ye'd rather back th'
: we're article up with somethin' o. tn
=, sort" patting the weapons at h
a waist, "I'm yer man, and it'll be t
y right. Pm in town every week-al
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