AN EDITOR IN HEAVEN.

Westport Times, Volume VIII, Issue 1217, 6 October 1874, Page 4

AN EDITOR IN HEAVEN.

Such is the caption of tin article which has been going the rounds of the papers for a time, and which appears to be something new ' under the sun.' Just as if the editors were not in the habit of going to heaven, We'll venture

to say that a greater proportion of them go to the home of those who have performed their mission of mercy on earth than any other profession or calling that poor mortals fill. ' An editor in heaven.' There's nothing strange about that at all. It's almost a moral as well as professional impossibility for them to go anywhere else. Once upon a time, after the demise of a member of the corps editorial,he presented himself at the gate of the ' Golden City,' and requested admission. The door keeper asked him what had been his occupation while on terra jlrma ? He replied he was an editor. Well, said the watchman, we have a crowd of your kind here now, and they all came in as ' dead-heads.' If you pay your passage you can come in, if not, you must place yourself under the control of a personage you ruled tyranically down below, meaning the devil. Not having the wherewith to go in, our brother of the quill and scissors posted off and presented himself at the entrance of Clootie's dark domains. A very dark complexioued gentleman stood sentry, and asked in a gruff voice, ' who comes ? ' An humble disciple of Faust was the calm reply. Then hold on, you can't be admitted exclaimed the gentleman in black, evincing considerable agitation, and fiercely scowling upon him. Why not ? demacded the typo, who began to get somewhat huffish, and looked around for a sheep's foot with which to force an entrance.

Well, replied his sable majesty, we let one of your profession in here many years ago, and lie kept up a continual row with his former delinquent subscribers, and as we have more of that class of persons here than any other, we have passed a law prohibiting the admission of any creditors, only those who have advanced our interests in their papers on earth, and even them we keep in a separate room by themselves. You have published many things operating against us, and always blamed the devil with everything that went wrong, so you can't come in. We enforce this rule, without respect to persons, for our own peace and safety. Now travel ; Castiug a droll leer at the outside sentinel, our typographical friend started oil'again, determined to get in above. This time he took with him an old file of his paper and presented it to the guardian of the Culcstial City, requesting that it might be carefuliy examined, and they could see whether he was entitled to a free ticket. In duo course of time the conductor came along and took him in, telling him that he had been a martyr to the cause of human improvement, and members of the " art preservative " who had abused the devil while below. Ho added that as they were punished enough by their being with the devil, all their future punishment is commuted, lie further stated that not one delinquent newspaper subscriber could be found in heaven,