A I’Aius Bohemian —Some days ago one of tlio most seedv and disreputable men who ever appeared about a newspaper ollice, tnnled up iu the editorial rooms of the Paris I-'ojaro. The paper in question is proverbially reckless iu the matter of truth, and as lon-r ft s a sensation was on hand, made no question of the°veracity of the man who provided it. In this case, however, the editor was literally stricken dumb. “Are yon the editor I" demanded the visitor, brushing a frightful bat with a role of manuscript. “I believe so," responded the representative of .Mv.YUlcmessaut. “ Then I have got something to sell you.” « What is It;’-“A murder.” "Oh . Pshaw, i. Murdeis are out of fashion ” “ But this is a murder with a mystery.” "Wo don’t want any mysteries.” ■ “ But this is not only a mystery but a scandal." “ Our scandal columns arc fall.” ’’ But ibis Is a murderous mystery not onlv witli a scandal but with a moral to it. ’ “ My dear friend,” said the editor; rising, “ Wo don t want any murders, mysteries, scandals or morals ; 1 assure you wo don’t. Will you not take my. word, for it; ’ The seedy man measured him with ;hls glaring eye tor a moment. Then he said : “ No. sir.’.’ “You w-ill not 9 ” “Not for a moment. I demand that this manuscript of mine shall he printed." “But why*" “Because I represent the -press Hie press! What press;" " The press of Paris.” The editor paused. Uvea in his long career in Parisian journalism, ho had met with nothing equal lo this. At last he said, faintly : “So you demand that we shall print jour article;’ “Yes. was the reply. But 1 assure you we do not' want anything but editorial articles ” “ There, sir," said the seed)- man, iajmg, his hand upon his threadbare breast, “ I will sacrifice my story to the mercenary character of your naper. l, sir w-ill make an editorial of my story. Which desk shall I take;” The editor stared—glared-and gate the intruder a seat. The editorial was written prnatedlnd paid to and next dayJthe A -tram told the story wo have n above upon itself. . The experienced editor can always tell at sight the who comes iu With Ids first attempt at original nnctrv Ho walks on tip toe, and looks as though .ho had j J nkt passed a counterfeit bill or strangled a ,bahy. ASt Louis widow ha? had three husbands. ; She has on a lawsuit to break.the will of the lirsb, another to recover the insurance, money on the life of the second, and a third to obtain alimony from the last, and she doesn’t know wljat a day may bring fourth. >
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New Zealand Times, Volume XXXIII, Issue 5354, 25 May 1878, Page 1 (Supplement)
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