The Princeton union., 1893-03-16

l conlhiortle & less frontier cabin. with only
the help of a rough, ignorant man and
the sympathy Of nobody.
In addition. Rowe would fret about
the paper. which ought to come out
next day.!
I'm going out for a few minutes,
Bud" called to Haskins
Coin far?'' he asked. eying me with
an exceedingly penetrating scrutiny.
"Oh. no; just up street bit, an
swered, embarrassed. s5.
My reception at the Spy office was
chilling. As / entered the dingy, pine
boarded room, Mckay. u big, stupid
looking man, stared. and then sidled
toward Il nl;tllet on the composing
stone. @ n
Il want to see Mr.. Rowe. said I.
Hes in bed up stairs!" groWled Nc
Kay, lifting the mallet. He's too sick
to fight today
.'Nobody wants to fight, 2 said laugh
ing. II came to see if could do any
thing for him."
''You don't want to fight him 2"
sNo'' lsis
Don't want to fight me?''
Not a bit of it. si ii
McKay's astonishment took away his
| power of speech. He motioned toward
the stairs, and stood gazing after me
| without any expression, rubbing the
side of. his head with the mallet as it
| to stimulate the parlyzed brain.
! On Il camp bed i'll the attic lay Rowe.
flushed, breathing with difficulty. and
rolling his head irritably about the:
coarse pillow. He seemed a cOmDative
person. 1t took some little time to con-
vince him that my intentions We're
! fy.pnH11y INIT WIN hn M nc
of this, he met me with the manifest
frankness.
You're a good fellow, Warren he
exclaimed, seizing my hand. .'Iye been
/; fool
mo more than T.
| well, then, we've been pair of
| fools. If ever come out of this, we'll
be a pair of friends instead-but-" He
broke off with a groan.
! Come, come! said l. ''You aren't
going to die. You'll be well in week
or two"
Il know that, out the paper-tle
paper! can't do a solitary thing-and
Mckay alone won't get the matter up
in week. Then there should, be two
columns of editorial at least, after the
Herald" He again broke off in con-
fusion. finished his sentence. -s
''After the Herald comes. out. Right
enough. Now let's see how we can ar
range it. can do your part of the COM
position to-day, and finish up my own
tonight If we're both a day late it
won't make much difference. I'll begin
setting at once"
Hurrying down stairs to escape
ROwes thanks, l came upon a specta-
Gle which took my breath away. Stand
ing at a case, sleeves rolled up and
thoroughly at home, clicking the type
into his stick at a great rate, was Bud
Haskins! r
s''Huflo!' said he, looking around
"How's our editor. publisher n pro-
pritor to-day? Fin him pretty COM
f'tble?'' 5- -
''How on earth did you get here?''
demanded I. .-a..t d !. .e~zf
Same as you did. Got to thinkin' =
that's ALL. :
He turned around to the case again.
winking hard as il something had got
into his eyes. Mckay, positively
smiling, came over from his place to
shake hands with Bud and l rushed
back to Rowe full Of delight
: ''Hurrah! The Spy will be on time
tomorrow T .exulted. Bud can set
type three times as fast as [ can, and
do it cleaner, too. Now, about the ed
itolials." " - +
.'No use talking of them,'' said Rowe,
despendingly. .o.t~.. IS.
But there is. I've got a scheme"
In q few moments / was scribblins
AWAY on an improvised desk by the
bedside almost us fast as Bud was
setting the type below. Scratch
scratch-think an instant scratch
scratch again-think once more-and
60 n ntiI r,iIo nf SIonpyE
lated. Then I was ready to read This
: was the beginning: L
A FATAL FALSEHOOD!
Our by no means courteous and not
in the least esteemed contemporary, the
Spy, which is at once a disgrace to
American journalism, a libel upon the
name OF newspaper and blot upon
the fair city in which it is as yet still
scornfully suffered to drag out an ex
istence nOxiOus to others and Of nc
: value to itself, etc, etc.
Rowe listened without saying word
.. At the end he quietly remarked:
| That's a powerful article, Warren
"Well. see how this one strikes you
And began reading again:
: DESPICABI4E DECEPTION!!!
We have hitherto supposed that the
: utmost imaginable depths Of reckless
shameless, honorless. constituencies
mendacity had long ago been reached
: by that sheet unknown to fame but in
timately acquainted with infamy under
the name of the Herald
Rowe bounced up in bed.
: WHAT" he exclaimed ''What':
l that?'
: s., intimately acquainted with in
fanny under the name of the Herald
t 1 re-read. calmly. Its the answer tt
my article. don't you see?" % n
!. do you mean to say you're going t,
= abuse yourself like that?" said he
II mean to say that such savag,
' article as mine has got to be replied tt
j u little more sayagely, if possible"
E But to do it yourself
''Who will, if don't? That's wha
!, I'm here for BY the way, do you us11
4 ally call me a falsifer' or an .ignoram
d us?
Rowe, by this time, had taken tn
:; humor of the situation into his fevere,
$ brain. He replied family:
!. Il think you'd better call yOursel
'falSifier' first and save llD the sie