THE MODEL SUBSCRIBER.

Temuka Leader, Volume 2, Issue 134, 5 April 1879, Page 3

THE MODEL SUBSCRIBER.

“ Good morning, sir ; Mr Editor, how arc your folks to-day '] I owe for your next year’s paper; I thought I’d come and pay, And Jones is agoin’ to take it, and this is his money here ; I shut down lendiu’ it to him, and then coaxed him to try it a year. And here is a few items that happened last week in our town ; I thought they’d look gOod for the paper, and so I just jotted ’em clown. And here’s a bushel of russets my' wife picked expressly for yon ; A small bunch of flowers from Jennie, she thought she must do something, too. You’re doin’ the politics bull}', as all our family agree ; Just keep your old goose quill a flappin’, and give them a good one for me. And now, you are chock full of business, and I won’t be takin’ your time. I’ve things of ray own I must ’tend to—good day, sir, I believe I will climb.” The editor sat in liis sanctum, and brought down his fist with a thump, “God bless that old farmer T he muttered, “he’s a regular jolly trump.” And it’s thus with our noble profession, and thus it will ever be still ; There are some who appreciate its labor, and some who perhaps never will. But in the great time that is coming, when Gabriel’s trumpet shall sound, And they who have labored and rested shall com e from the q uiveri ng ground ; And they 7 who have striven and suffered to teach and ennoble the race ; Shall march to the front of the column, each one in his Godgiven place : As they march through the gates of the City, with proud and victorious tread, The editor and his assistant will not be far from the head.