The new age. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1896-1905, 1906-08-25

The "Rainy-Day Gazette"
The childrens noses were flattened
against the window panes-Marjo's and
Cecirs at one window, Toms and Els
peth's at the other. The trickles Of
raindrops outside might as we'll have
been tears trailing down from all their
eyes. great, long, rainy, in-the-house
day ahead of them!
what shall we do?" they sighed.
edit a daily newspaper" That was
Uncle Neds voice.
DO wha-at7" four voices chorused.
Get out daily" went on Uncle
Ned's voice, cheerily. "Let me see:
Cecil can be managing editor and Mar
10 read the exchanges and get clip
pings, and the twins can be reporters.
Get paper and pencil and two or three
newspapers, and come here and get
| started"
Uncle Ned cleared the library table
in hurry and set chair at each end.
This end is yours, Cecil. You must
write the editorials, you know. And,
NARROWER at this end-see what bits
of interesting news and information
you can find in these papers, and cut
them out carefully and paste them on
these half-sheets of paper, ready to send
to the printers. Tom, Elspie-well, I'll
be city editor at first and give you your
assignments over on the bulletin
board, you know"
Uncle Ned wrote some lines hastily
and posted them on the atlas cover
slanted against the wall. The lines
read:
Elspeth - Interview Bridget. Get
"story" of trip over in the Storage
and make it "snappy."
Tom-Go to mamma and Aune Helen
for locals. Interview the new woman
upstairs and get her views"
There" Uncle Ned said, that will
do for a starter. After you've written
up your 'stories.' I'll give you some
more assignments Off with you. Live
ly's the word for you reporters!"
Bridget had come across seas only
few months ago, and her voyage was
fresh in her mind and full of enter
tanning little incidents and accidents.
She received her interviewer cordially,
and that small scribe was soon writing
In big, swaying letters her story of
| steerage life on an ocean liner.
Tom flew about collecting locals.
There was Blue Shequer," the homing
pigeon, Just back from 200-miie flight.
There was the bah" bantam rooster be-
ginning to crow Dame TrOt, with her
brand-new pussies; the fag-raising at
school next week; the Pussy-Willow
children just coming OUT" oh, and,
best of all, the new woman's first
tooth! But that came properly into the
interview. Tom went upstairs and
gravely interviewed the new woman
She lay In her cradle and beamed and
bobbed up at him, and expressed her
"yiews" in the funniest language you
ever heard!
Dinner time came and interrupted
things for a while, and then on went
the work again. The editorial office of
the Rainy-Day Gazette was as busy as
a hive of bustling little bees. Report
ers hurried in and out, pens flew and
the paper-how 1t grew! At three
o'clock 1t went to press.
''That didn't take long, you know"
4 Flspie confded to mamma, In conf
4 dence I'VE didn't have any machine,
so we pressed it by hand-under the
dictionary, gou knoW, an Tom an l
sat on top"
The paper was a great success. Ev-
erybody subscribed for it the moment
they saw it-even the editors them
selves and the reporters! Bridget want
ed two copies.
"Why, it's raining" exclaimed the
managing editor, in his first leisure mo-
ment, gazing calmly out of the win
dow.
"Why, so it's" echoed the exchange
editor.
"Pooh!" cried the reporters. Guess
we knew that. Been doin' 1t all day.
It's beautiful rain for the-the crops"
The news crops" said Uncle Ned's
voice.-Youth's Companion.
Pete TOddIe's UpsettinR.