What right had a country editor to compete with a man of talent, with a member of the bar, with Attorney Toole?
Was this the thanks a rising lawyer should receive for leaving the superior culture of Franklin and bringing his talents to add luster to the bleak unimportance of Kilo?
The very impertinence of it angered him.

Toole, a man whose name would one day ring in the hall of Congress and perhaps stand at the head of the nation's officers as chief executive, to be bothered by the interference of a Jones! By the interference of a man who spent his time collecting news of measles and hog cholera! It was about time T.J.Jones was told a few things.
As Toole entered the printing office T.J.was handing a copy of the TIMES to a customer, and the editor turned, and, seeing who his visitor was, held up his hand playfully.
"No use!" he exclaimed.

"I can't say anything about it, except what's in the paper.

Contributed article, and the editor sworn to silence, you know." The attorney seated himself on the editor's desk, pushing a pile of papers out of his way.
"That's all right, Jones," he said.

"That's for the"-- he waved his hand toward the window--"for the fellow citizens; for the populace.