The Clarion by Samuel Hopkins Adams
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"Glad to see you, Mr. Editor. Always glad to see the Press. Of course you won't print anything about this affair?" The visitor blinked. "You wouldn't hardly expect me to kill the story." "Not? Does anybody else but me give you page ads.?" "Well, of course, we try to favor our advertisers," said the spectacled one nervously. "That's business! I'll be coming around again next year, if this thing is handled right, and I think my increased business might warrant a double page, then." "But the paper will have to carry something about it. Too many folks saw it happen." "Just say that a crazy man tried to interrupt the lecture of Professor Andrew Leon Certain, the distinguished medical savant, and was locked up by the authorities." "But the knifing. How is the boy?" "Somebody's been giving you the wrong tip. There wasn't any knife," replied the Professor with a wink. "You may send me two hundred and fifty copies of the paper. And, by the way, do what you can to get that poor lunatic off easy, and I'll square the bills--with commission." "I'll see the Justice first thing in the morning," said the editor with |
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