The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1898-04-06
AMONG THE EXCHANGES.

Last Saturday was remarkable day in the
New York newspaper offices. 1t opened up
bright and early with the declaration Of the
New York Journal that there's nothing in
which the new journalism is more sharply
distinguished from the old than in it's SUI
perior regard for truth" Then across its
front page in poster letters it made the an
nouncement: Spanish torpedo feet at Porto
Rico. 1t will not be allowed to reach Ha-
vana."
All the other yellow wobblers also had 1t
bad last Saturday The Press added a whole
job Office to its fleet, and declared boldly
that there would be declaration of war
on Monday" and that on that day the Span
ish torpedo lotilla would reach Cuban port.
The World was voelferous, but more guard
edit has new managing editor. Western
man who knows his biz-and simply painted
the sky with great naval battle may be
fought within five days.
The views Of some of the New York
editors were not less interesting than the
antics Of the warriors who make up the head
lines.
The Herald came down off the fence ker-
PUNK. 1t always balances until it begins to
think on which side to descend, and when it
begins to think it's simply gone. Said the
EDITOR THE Washington news means that
peace has been torn from her last embrace,
and that Spain admits no alternative but war.
Well. war be it then"
The wary old bird in the World dome. on
the other hand was a model of GOODNESS to
his subordinates. Said he: Putting aside
all unseemly excitement and all exaggeration,
the prospect of war with Spain is not
alarming. If it comes it will not be much of
a war"
Let us see what the other editors did who
rio1 mo
just little bit The Tribune's editor fell
down on his knees-why. we don't under
stand. for there's no danger of his going TO
the front-and said: IF it is to be decreed
that this nation shall go to war; may It
enter upon the appointed task soberiy purely
and in the fear of God
And the Evening Posts editor also had
some serious thoughts. ct is not impossible
that when President McKinley's account is
made up. at the last great day, he will find
the saving of thousands Of lives. the preyen-
ton OF thousands of sorrows put down t,
his credit" Then Godkin fell upon the neck
Of Whitelaw Reid with these words: Eve
reprint, this afternoon, an emphatic indorse-
ment by the Tribune of what we have been
saying for weeks
The editor Of the Times simply got into a
condition that isn't fit to print He mott
fed Spain that her time is up hooted at
Spanish honor declared that Spain had
destroyed the Maine, and demanded that to
the best pens in Washington should forthwith
be committed the task of preparing the
declaration of war and telling the American
people what the war was for
The Sun didn't do thing but get all
the news a-going and let its readers I'M
aided, do some thinking of their own
We wonder what these New York warriors
would do if confronted with a real live crisis.
The Spanish censor at Madrid can have
a job in this country II the monarchy is
obliged to move across the Pyrenees. THAT
little gala performance at the royal opera
for the navy netted $4,000 instead of the
100000 which the censor figured last Friday
night. Both the World and the Journal are
said to be figuring on Turing him despite tho
fact that he is SO exceedingly modest, for a
Spanish liar.
deadly blow at the pineapple trade of
Baltimore will be struck when Mckinley
brings down his mailed fist and declares war
The thirty-five schooners engaged in import
ing this fruit from the Bahamas VIII i'm
mediately tie up at their docks
The New York legislature has adjourned
leaving 600 bills in the hands of Gov Black
1t had already placed 2l1 laws on the stat
ute books. The governor has thirty days
in which to dispose of them. and he started
for the Adirondacks to supply mself with
the necessary wind strength and courage
Steve Brodie. the New York bridge Jump
er, explains It thus: Nav. I'm net dead
De mug in Cheecawgo dey called de Doctor
game me an overdose O. morphine dat lest
stoopefed me. See? De bloke on de ira n
known as de porter couldn't wake me up
and he jest bolts for de wire and teiegraphs
me manager I'm dead. See? So de report
gets abroad dat de last Of mo mortal 10