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THE JUDGE. CITY EDITOR— “ YOU'LL HAVE TO HANG up THAT ULSTER on IS Li} » fa AND Do YouR SociFTY ACT “THE OLD SAILOR” ANS “The YAR w OFTHE AT MRS. De Court 5 New Leaf. Mr. Pigion’ BY *BRICKTOP.”” Mar. Piatoy was the owner, editor, reporter, and pafl-writer for the Hamtown /erald, one of those influential journals which public opinion at the cost of two doll: ar. For several years he had been in this mold- 3 per ‘y editors do, and finally he began to chafe, and to think the people of his county were ungrateful. He tried several schemes to induce them to scramble for his paper, but without making a hit. ‘Then he concluded to go to New York, and seo if he could get any points in his business, and after consulting with two or three editors of the personal school, he finally concluded to try that style in the Herald, and see how it would operate. Yes, I am convinced that personal jour- nalism is the best,” he told his wife on re- turning home, and I am going to turn over a new leaf; I have been altogether too namby- pamby; I have treated the public too well, and now I am going in, and slash right and left. I'll get up an excitement in my next issue that will make people cry for it; I'll call things by their right names, see if I don’t. molds | than he does, he woukl not be ob Just you see,’ Pigion began work that very night. went for nearly everybody hot. One of his spicy He nil every thir quibs read as follows: “If old Tom Jones should drink any tern at night would furnish all the light necessary since the incand Hi | Then there was another one regarding Mr. Smith, who kept the principal store in Ham- town, and had refused to advertise in the Herald. \t was worded thus: “Tt ia said that AL. Smith has got in a firki= of good We hope it is true, for Heaven knows th need eno! His last tirki away from him, It was so strong.” bu h for him to do so, His next fling was at Deacon Welter, and appeared like this We like consistency Iter, we should refrain fri y, against ungodly: spc but on road. It is also hinted that one of the sisters of his church has been seen out riding with hi nights. We hate hypocrites.” and were on dark Well, there were at least a dozen such per- sonal artieles in tha editorial page fairly bristled with pungen! slaps at public men. He insisted upon it that the Governor was a Janus-faced villain, week's issue, and the doubleaiyed in all sorts of party crime, | that the Representative from that | should forever hide his head bee done simply nothin lature, with the ex and taking bribes. and district ase he had ince g to the Legis- »ption of hunting ‘ bones” Altogether it was a decides sheet. Pigion had turned over | with a vengeanc His patrons were completely dazed at first. What was the meaning of it; what was she mat- ter with Pigion? ‘The edition of his paper was exhausted in the half of no time, ater people gan to find out about the new leaf he had 1 | turned over in the management of his paper. | ‘Those who had not been hit laughed at those | ntly those who had been hit began. to foam at the mouth—to swarm, one might almest say, for swarm they did, about the office of the Hamtown Herald. ‘The first one to sanctum was Tom Jones. “What arm” into Pigion’s in thunder and blank, blank, blank, do you mean by this?” he demanded, pointing to his ‘ personal” in the paper. “Oh, that’s all right, Mr. Jones. I have imply turned over a new leaf in the conduet of my paper,” replied Pigion, cheerfully. “Oh, you have, hey? You have com, comicbooks.com