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Show HIS CONTRISUriO'i. the r.tEACHs.Vrf THr.o.tv par xo pKAcnca, lie was a friend ot mine and used frequently to drop :n and give mo advice as to how 1 ought to run my paper. Un was a minister, and conse qutmtly thought 1 should devote a nti.e more to tho iuujm of religion, ai.d notquite so much to politics. 'To said it could In made a power of good in the western land, in which wm had both cast our fortunes. He was a lover of the origiuat, too, anil he disliked lu see reprint, and thought I should write more tatte the lime, in fact, to fill the paper right up with good, new stuff. That seemed bucIi an eay thing lor him that one day I veuiured to say: "Brother, you bad a gioriouo meeting hist night, I heur suppose yon write it up tor me?" Ha did notseem to act as though he wanted to do it. I urged. Ho U ished a little and stood around awkward-liko. He had never beeu honored witn an invitation to write for the press before. Tuen he took oil his gloves. And his hat. And his overcoat. Then 1 gavo him a seat at the tablo with paper and pencil. He sat down to editorial work. He had always been talking about how it should be dune, and now he-was he-was at it. He started in. I weui a )OUt my w ji and having written a column or two of matter for the paper, left hi. n still writing, while I went oat lo si. licit home ad- vert:sements. I was gone an Im ir or two, and when L came hack lie was still at it. H-i was awe-aunt; awluily. The table and (bur were white with copy-paper. auJ the pmieil iu his hand was much dinnuiahud in length. 1 went to dinner. When I relumed ho was at it yet. There was more paper scattered around, the pencil was shuricr, and he was wetter. It was summer. Tho hours drat!gd along into the middle of the ulternonu. Great cords stood out on the preacher's heated brow. His eyes were bent on tho dazzling white paptr .before him, and his fingers moved nervously, and the. pencil w lis a stub. I began to grow frighten, d. I khew 1 had only a wnalj wet kly paper, and that it fourteen "chini im ol space (one side was a patent inward) in-ward) would not hold itie conlouta ot ihn B.ble, and a supplement message, from heaven besides. At liigi ihe man looked up, and, timidly advancing with a piecH o't paper in 0113 hand, auihlunly turned aud went back to change a word. Then he came on uyain, and, like ouu who had passed through a vision held out the paper and feebly nked" "Will lhaldu?" I looked. There wtre just Peveu lines ot il advertising meanurt-! ' He was a large man -weigh, d ,,:r 300 pounds then, hut w,t.u j him three weeks hits r he we.-h, d lens than 15. He had beeu cick. Toe seven liue-utnti hour ttl .rt was ko much lor him. Hut it w;.s nut all lost. He never adied an editor again. Neither d:d he tv.T cumpoo lor a pan-T aain. It was har.1 work for liiru to write, aud he siw he wa-. n.,t vm out fur an , editor. Chicago Evo. Journal. |