I could even describe how he looks so that you recognize the picture.

And say, I'll give such broad hints, without actually saying it's Brother Lu he wants, that the poor old wretch will bump himself getting out of town on the first freight that pulls in here.

It's a scream of a joke; and I'm obliged to you boys for putting me up to it.

I need all sorts of practice, you understand, to fit myself for a prominent post down in New York City, where I expect to land a job as a star reporter on one of the big dailies." Of course Thad and Hugh were pleased with matters so far as they had gone.
"I'm in with you, boys," continued Jim, as they arose to leave the _Courier_ office, "to the limit; but there's one favor I want to ask of you in return." "Name it, Jim!" cried Thad, grasping the cold hand of the reporter, for just at that moment he felt as though willing to do almost anything in return for this real kindness on the part of his old-time associate.
"Listen, then," said the other, briskly, for he at least had a rapid mind, and was in many other ways well qualified for the position which he meant to assume in the world of newspaperdom, besides, an abundance of nerve, or as Thad liked to call it, "cheek,"-- -"I don't believe Mrs.Hosmer ever sees our sterling paper, because the name isn't on our mailing list, or the carrier's either.

But tomorrow morning I'll have Jenkins, our boy here, go around particularly to Matilda's cottage and leave a paper, telling her we are sending out a large number of free complimentary copies, hoping to induce more people to subscribe.