The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1895-06-07
AN EDITORIAL VENTURE.
BY HERBERT A. JUMP.

Col. Jared Quiller's private Office wa
unoccupied. From the mantel Horac,
Greeley carved in marble looked stern
ly down at the bronze statuette of At
las upon the colonels writing desk
while Atlas tended strictly to business
as was his won't, and sustained upon
his sturdy shoulders a little bronze
earth filled with black writing fluid.
In front of his metal feet on the blotter
covering the top of Col Quiller's desk
a dark spot could be seen. which, as
the seconds rolled by, gradually grew
in extent, widening in all directions
from the point of Col. Quiller's pen, an
ever-enlarging ink-island in an i'm
mense sea of white blotting paper.
This new isle, however, was not alone
in its glory; the whole surface of the
desk is one grand archipelago, and all
because Col Jared CUTLER, proprietor,
editor and manager of the Welham
Gazette, was exceedingly careless and
forgot always after he had finished
using his pen to stick it into the small
cup of shot that stood by Atlas side.
Less than five minutes ago there had
been a knock at the door, and Editor
CUTLER, after substituting for the
choice twenty five cent cigars in his
vest pocket several of cheaper brand,
had stepped out to meet his visitor.
While he is engaged in conversation
with his caller, Mr.. Fanchard, we can
introduce him more carefully to the
reader.
If Col CUTLER e anything, he is
sagacious; and perhaps his sagacity
was never so well illustrated as in the
way in which he succeeded in making
his Gazette the mirror of Welham pub
lie sentiment. A diligent reader of its
pages was sure to know the pro and
con, the ''says he" and says T. of every
story current in the miniature city.
When the woman's suffrage question
was agitating the commonwealth
several years ago he devoted several
pages through a number of weeks to an
open discussion of the all-absor bling
theme; and in more than one way he
has reason to congratulate himself
upon the result of his policy In the
first place he had been fair to both
sides, which was very satisfying to his
conscience; and secondly, his papers
circulation had increased by several
hundred subscribers, which was
equally gratifying to his pocketbook.
And SO as Col. CUTLER was sitting in his
library one evening, after spending his
afternoon in figuring up the gains from
his woman's suffrage venture, he said |
to his daughter Rose as he entered the |
room:
"Rose, here's the account of the best |
piece of business ever did, Debit side |
credit side, the adoring es-
TEEN of two hundred and twenty wom-
en-, six hundred new subscribers to the
Gazette"
Rose was evidently pleased by the
but said:
"Well, father, you'd better let we'll
enough alone. Don't tempt the devil
too often by these experiments 'Tisn't
ais habit to smile twice on the same
But Col. CUTLER had nevertheless I'M
lertaken another venture, and that
vas the subject upon which he and
George Fanchard were talking so earn
.stly while the ink island on Col Quill
RS desk was slowly advancing its
hore line. About month ago there
lad appeared in the Gazette a para
yraph inviting all who would be inter-
sted in the formation of bachelors |
hub to meet at the home of Robert {
rant 'on Friday evening. Insomuch
S this Mr.. Grant was young man of {
most attractive presence, and quite a '
ion among the Welham young ladies
through virtue of possessing a head of
thick curly hair, this an
caused considerable hut-
er and curiosity. The Young Woman's I
lission band, the Sacred Six sewing I
ircle, the Ladies Browning club and {
II the other organizations among the '
ounger members of the meeker and q
'eaker sex discussed the startling '
ews in all its phases. Would there be c
nough bachelors to join? Would they
emain true to their principles, or was a
merely "a mutual benefit league
tanned to give the girls a scare so
lat they would be anxious 20 snap up {
ne first offer of natrimony that pre- c