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Show He Could Not Recommend It. The editor of the Plunkville Argus was seated at his desk, busily engaged J in writing a fervid editorial on the ne- cessity of building a new walk to the. . ! cemetery, when a battered specimen. j of the tramp printer entered the office.. 1 "Mornic", boss!" said the caller. "Got ' any work for a 'print'?" . j "I have," answered the editor. "You happened in just right this time. I've got only a boy to help me in the office and I need a man to set type for about, a week. I have to make a trip out west. You can take off your coat and begin right now. I start to-morrow morning." ' "All right," said thu typogiaphical tourist, removing his coat. "What road are you going to travel on?" "The X., Y. & Z., mostly. I've never been on it. Know anything about it?". "I know all about it. I've traveled, it from one end to the other." "What kind of a road is it?" "Punk!" said the printer, In a tone indicative of strong disgust. "The ties, are too far apart!" Youth's Companion. |