The daily commonwealth. (Greenwood, Leflore Co., Miss.) 1916-1919, 1916-10-13
STOP MY PAPER.

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We received a notice from the postmaster a
Rogers to discontinue the Pod to a wealthy citi
zen. We have given this man and his family
number OF nice notices in the columns of this pa
per, and some of them We're so well written thar
they appeared not only in the dailies of this state
but were even copied by the New York dailies. A
son won high honors at college-we wrote him ur
in our best style; another member of the family
married-we published a column writeup of the
wedding; two of the family had been in the hos.
pital-each got a consoling notice from the Pod
If they had undertaken to buy all this with money
they would have failed. 1t cost money to put the
notices in type, and money to buy the paper to
print them on. For this expenditure of money we
receive a discourteous notice, on his part, from
the postmaster to discontinue his paper. Under
the circumstances, had he been as good as he
thinks himself to be, he would have written and
asked the amount he was in arrearage and would
have sent the little 80 cents he owed on the paper,
along with a courteous request to discontinue it.
The trouble with these people is that they have
some money, and a little of the education that
money can buy, and they think that they are bet
Ter than other people, and it is their business to
show other people how smart they are. Well, it
Just makes us tired, that's all.-Pea Ridge Pod.
All tender-hearted people will commiserate
with Editor Beck, says the News-Scimitar. The
iron has entered his soul, and he has felt the
sting OF ingratitude. In his ever-interesting news
paper he gave this wealthy citizen many splendid
personal notices, and carried his name not only
to the extreme limit of the circulation of the Pod,
out flung it into the maelstrom of the New York
iallles, that swirl about and circulate over at
least one-haf the universal globe. Ingratitude
IS the worst OF vices, and one of the most danger
AnS (rTp9t (1pSpr Uhnco IN Of nm %.,o oo,1J
stand against the world, was vanquished by in
gratitude and injured more than by the daggers
n the hands of traitors. When an editor uses his
very best style in writing up a wealthy citizen he
does not go beyond the bounds of legitimate ex-
%pectatlon when he places himself in a mental at
tltude to accept an invitation to dinner, or to re-
celva a contribution of farm products so abund-
ant IN Arkansas, and so welcome to the editor of
an enterprlslng newspaper. The rank turpitude
of this wealthy non-paying subscriber is %accentu-
ated by the fact that the Pod wrote up an elab-
crate account of a wedding that occurred in the
iamlly, that valuable space and much labor were
devoted to sounding the praises of a scion of the
house who won honors in college, and when men,
bers OF the family were stricken down by illness
and imprisoned in the home of pain they were
comtorted and consoled and their sufferings as
suaged by tender expressions conveyed in the
sS PoJ ""N uAAA0 oy AlpdLlly. Allu Ill
of oil this the decree goes forth that the pa
per be stopped, sImmarily, while the outstanding
80 cents due on subscription remains unliquidat-
ed and unpaid. Editor Beck has a right to feel
outraged, and, considering everything, his ex-
OF this rich tightwad is remarkable for
its moderation. But Editor Beck can comfort him.
with the reflection that men of this type do
not always prosper. They may hold on to their
money with the grip of grim death, but life ha
nothing for them, and they get nothing out of il
for the simple reason that they put nothing int
it, The retributive rod of justice will vet swis
and swirl like a scorpion scourge and land upo
the unprotected anatomy of this unappreciativ
nlser. His punishment will come in this worlt
and we may be sure that in the next he will ge
again with compound interest. Editor Becl
may let him go his way, because this is a b.
world and there is plenty Of room and plenty Of
people to get along without him. He is only one
Q billion and a half of people, a mere atom If
nilflty, And then the poet has told us;
THAT man may last, but never lives
VINO much receives, but nothing gives.
WRQm none can love, whom none can thank E
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