The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1891-09-18

Of father confessor, in that to him were
brought all sorts of complaints and
schemes of revenge. Honest people
who at least ones week made public
profession of love for their fellow men
would steal up the rickety stairway
leading to Bradsley's Office and whisper
against neighbor the nuating words
of scandal. Bradsley's weakness was
his desire to please everybody; not at
ence, for he knew that to be an i'm.
possibility, but to give each one his
turn. He had personal grudge against
no man, and yet no man in the country
had SO many enemies as he.
why don't you shoot some Of those
fellows that are constantly shaping
your" friend once asked.
Il hadn't thought Of that" Bradsley
answered. 'lieve will"
He didn't though, for that very after
noon when he went out on the street a
man who had been promised a notice
dn the paper and who had not received
at slapped the editor first one way and
then another until he was quite worn
out.
Its getting to be pretty bad" he
said. when he went back into the Office.
They not only slap me Tor wnat L
write, but are beginning to slap me for
what fail TO publish. lwish had inner
TIED the lions spirit, and might just as
well have done so, for there were no
doubt large number of unemployed
lions spirits at the time Of my birth. l
wonder if there isn't some way to remedy
this. The air all about me may be filed
with lions souls. Why can't / induce
one to drive out the rabbit and take his
placer
Are you talking to me. sirf the
Office boy ssked.
NO" Brsdsley answered.
'Td like TO have two tickets when
the show comes" said the boy. They
say they've got ever so many animals"
I'm not talking about any show.
When was Bradshaw heref' the editor
asked, taking up card.
. "Jest awhile ago"
"Whst did be wsntf"
Wanted to kick you downstairs. he
said"
What for, I should like to knowt"
For giving the Bensons that slam.
Hes their cousin"
well, but why doesn't he 20 and
kick the Pattersonst They were the
cause Of it."
HE didn't say, sir"
'tNow I've got this to look forward
to-" said the editor 90 he went into the
sanctum. 81 am getting almost afraid
to 20 to the post-of1ce. am thoroughly
convinced that I am q rabbit. Look at
my ears, and look at the fact that
could never eat rabbit. See how I am
frightened when I hear a dog bark.
Now If could only be dog-anything
but q rabbit. l think, though, the
lion would suit me better. When that
show comes rm going to see il can't do
something. Pm going to study the lion
anyway. That last Shaping got made
me a. drowsy as st-bitten chicken.
I'll sit down here awhile and wait until
that fellow Bradshaw comes back. /
am afraid to 60 out. I've got to work
all night and can't sleep tomorrow for
want to see the show. / reckon /
might as well get as much work done as
possible before Bradshaw does come.
john" he called, entering the compos-
ing-roon, we've got to pull out il we
expect to see that show. We'd better
put the forms on the press right now"
The shadows on the public square
grew long, the courthouse bell tolled
the hour Of six, and yet Bradshaw did
not come. On they worked, the long
abused editor and the eager boy. They
lighted the lamps snd continued to
make the old hand-press grosn. Day
light came and the work was completed.
The editor scarcely knew how he passed
the early morning, but suddenly he
found himself looking at the circus
parade. What an immense liop," he