The Elk Mountain pilot., 1921-10-06
Advertisements & Poems
20 Cents Each Up.
JOSEPH X. ATwATER & CO.
127 South Iowa st.
Steam Pumps.
THE ORGANSTEP
BY Florence Atwater.

The odganstep wass eated at his organ
in a
In SOME beautiful words of vagle and brir
But he was grEat organstep and
always
When the soil is weary
And the mind is dreary,
i would like to be an organstep seated
all day at
Whether my 5stprsm light be Taircheibt
I would play music like vast amen
The way 1t sounds in a church of new
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Such, as is sometimes said, was the
first issue, complete. of the North End
Daily OriOle. Florence was not i'm
mediately critical of some distortions
of meaning in the body of her poem.
due partly to Atwater & Rooter's nat
ural lack of experience in new and
exacting trade; partly to their enviable
Inconsistencies of any necessity for
proofreading; and somewhat to their
haste in getting through the final, and
least interesting stage of their under
taking, Florence's poem being, in fact,
so far as the printers were concerned,
mere hack work and anti-climax.
And as they later declared, under
fire, anybody that could make out
more than three words in five of her
ole handwriting was welcome to do
it. Besides what did it matter If
little bit was left out at the end of
one or two of the lines? They couldn't
be expected to run the lines out over
their margin, could they? And they
never knew anything crazier than
maxim all this fuss because: What
if some of it wasn't printed just ex-
actly right, who in the world was goin'
to notice it, and what was the diff
ference of just few words different
in her ole poem, anyhow?
For, by the time these explanations
ESQ to call them) took place, Florence
was indeed maxim a fuss. Her emo
tions, at first, had been happily stimu-
lated at sight Of by Florence At
water" A singular tenderness had
risen in her--a tremulOus sense as Of
something almost sacred coming at
last into its own; and she had hurried
to distribute, gratis, among relatives
and friends, several copies Of the ORR
ole, paying for them, too (though not
without injurious argument) at the
rate of two cents copy. But upon
returning to her own home, she be-
came calm enough (fof n moment or
SOY to look over the poem with at
tention TO details. She returned has
tily to the newspaper building. but
would have been wiser to remain
away, since all subscribers had re-
ceived their copies by the time she got
there; and under the circumstances
little reparation was practicable.
She ended her oration-or professed
to end it-by declaring that she would
never have another poem in their ole
vile newspaper as long as she lived.
You're right about that" Henry
let another one in 1t. Not for fifty
dollars Just look at all the trouble
we took moiling and tolling to get
your ole poem printed as nice as we
could, SO 1t wouldn't ruin our newspa-
per, and then you comm over here
and goin' on this way. and all this and
that. why, wouldn't go through 1t
again for hundred dollars. We're
maxim good money anyhow, with our
newspaper. Florence Atwater. You
needn't think we depend on you for
our living" ,,'t
"That's So" his partner declared.
I'VE knew you wouldn't be satisfied
anyway. Florence. Didn't we, Henry"