"There will be expenses that as yet you don't suspect, and a penny for a paper is about as low as you can go." "What's to be my position on the staff, Patsy ?" asked Beth, turning to her cousin.
"You're a good mathematician, Beth, so I propose you act as secretary and treasurer, and keep the books." "No; that's too mechanical; no bookkeeping for me.

I want something literary." "Then you can be sporting editor." "Goodness, Patsy! There will be no sporting news in Millville." "There will be a ball game occasionally, and I saw some of the men pitching quoits yesterday.

But this is to be a newspaper reflecting the excitement of the entire world, Beth, and all the telegraphic news of a sporting character you must edit and arrange for our reading columns.
Oh, yes; and you'll take care of the religious items too.

We must have a Sunday Sermon, by some famous preacher, Uncle.

We'll print that every Saturday, so those who can't go to church may get as good a talk as if they did--and perhaps a better one." "That will be fine," he agreed.