Martinsburg independent. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1875-1900, 1898-03-26

it would appeah to me impropah faw
me to accept the Off A."
So Mrs.JeJ une was made business
manager. Mrs. Crackle, Mrs. De-
Muir and Mrs. JeJune at once went
to see Editor McJack, OF the Lamp.
Mr.. McJack was crusty old Wild
over, whose respect for woman as an
-entity died with his beloved wife.
ct would be just for one issue,
you know, Mr.. McJack,' pleaded
Mrs. Crackle.
"Huhl Just for one ISSUE re-
peated McJack, cutting paper with
increased impetuosity. II don't
want any woman poking her nose in
to this office. Good-day -
Three crestfallen women later APP
peared in the Office of Editor Over
| joy, of the Tripod.
"Why, certainly said he. ~Of
course The Tripod is at your dis
posal.'
And SO it was arranged.
Mrs. Crackle at once made head
quarters at the Tripod Office, while
her husband ate cold dinners.
Mrs. Demur began looking for
contributions aud Mrs. JeJune and
her staff of attractive young ladies
began Fostering the merchants OF
Lunayille.
The week before the woman's edi-
tion was to appear was trying one
to the Tripod Office. Foreman Linn
mer was a gruff fellow at best
and fifteen women did not improve
his natural temperament.
| They asked all sorts of questions;
demanded reason Tor calling p-i
| pi; asked if quad and quoin were
! not identical and capped the climax
by insisting that the articles for the
woman's edition be set in type with
friils.
"Mr. Limmer, inquired Mrs.
Crackle, one particular trying day,
"would you mind giving me print
of Mrs. Lofsky's article on LUNA
ville's Eligible Young Men 2"
| "a print?" snarled Limmer.
"What do you meant A proof?"
"Why, yes of course, proof.
What did I call it a print ? Tee
hee-heel Please give me proof,
then.'
$50 to the DEVIL" growled Linn
mer, who scarcely noticed what he
said, so busy was he.
"Sir |" cried Mrs. Crackle. "Will
you insult me 7 I'll talk with Mr..
| Overjoy and see If he will allow a
lady to be insulted in his Office"
"Oh, heavens y unused Limmer,
as Mrs. Crackle disappeared rapidly
upstairs. II knew it would come
sooner or later"
| Mrs. Crackle proceeded to Mr..
Overjoy, who was appealing strong
ly to two delinquent subscribers.
| "Mr. Oyerjoy,' she began, twill
you countenance such insults ? /
very pertinently asked Mr.. Limmer
for print--a proof, ! mean-and
he CURLY informed me that ! might
go to the devil.'
"Well, why can't you ?" inquired
Oyerjoy, blankly, as be looked
around the corner for the delinquents
| whom he had on the point Of pay
ing up.
"Sir will you insult me, too ~
! why, madam, I-you, Great
Scott what did 1 say7 Oh, Mrs.
Crackle, you misunderstood. Ha !
Hal Ha ! That's good T.
"Good, is it, for a woman to be
insulted. I1l-" but she was gone.
Overjoy sat and laughed. Then
he wrote note to Mrs. Crackle tell
ing her in very diplomatic language
that Limmer had reference to the
printers devil and not to the fore
man of the place that sinners fee.
"Mr. Overjoy )" said Mrs. Crackle
the following morning as if nothing
had happened, show many words in
a column p
That broke the ice and the We
mans edition again went forward.
| At IL O'Clock Mrs. DeMur came
rushing in.
"Oh, Mrs. Crackle," she gasped,
~ have another article. Mrs. An
chovy. the pastors wife, has consent
ed to write poem.'
In her excitement Mrs. DeMur
had gotten too near the makeup
stone and was in danger of knock
ing several columns of type on the
floor.
! SECT away from there shouted
Limmer, in desperation, without
stopping to moderate his exclama-
ton to suit the occasion. "I'll be
picking your form off the floor in a
minute"
'sSirl sirt' exclaimed Mrs. De-
Muir. aWLat do you mean, sir !?
Pick my form off the floor How
dare you make such personal refer
ence2 I'll tell my husband.
/ Mrs. DeMur sid out as fast as she
had slid in. Overjoy came down
and titteringly told Limmer that
he had explained to Mrs. DeMur