The Career of a JournalistB. W. Dodge, 1908 - 529 pages |
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... city editor of the Herald , told me to communicate with him in the autumn and he would probably have a place for me on his staff . But before au- tumn I had left newspaper work for something else . I have not since had a desire to ...
... city editor of the Herald , told me to communicate with him in the autumn and he would probably have a place for me on his staff . But before au- tumn I had left newspaper work for something else . I have not since had a desire to ...
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... City , Missouri . In that city I had lived since infancy . And that city was destined to be the scene of my earliest ... editor or a reporter . In my eyes all reporters were heroes , all editors demi - gods . Every bit of fic- tion I had ...
... City , Missouri . In that city I had lived since infancy . And that city was destined to be the scene of my earliest ... editor or a reporter . In my eyes all reporters were heroes , all editors demi - gods . Every bit of fic- tion I had ...
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... City Times office . I entered the presence of the god- like city editor himself . I asked for a position as a reporter . " Have you had any experience ? " he asked . “ Yes , ” I replied , clinching my bullets . ( I had once written an ...
... City Times office . I entered the presence of the god- like city editor himself . I asked for a position as a reporter . " Have you had any experience ? " he asked . “ Yes , ” I replied , clinching my bullets . ( I had once written an ...
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... city editor carelessly let them go through without reading : " The Hon . Tiberius Jackson is getting over his attack of influenza , and hopes soon to resume his normal activities . " ( Tiberius Jackson was a horse owned by an undertaker ...
... city editor carelessly let them go through without reading : " The Hon . Tiberius Jackson is getting over his attack of influenza , and hopes soon to resume his normal activities . " ( Tiberius Jackson was a horse owned by an undertaker ...
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William Salisbury. As he was the city editor , and I only a cub re- porter , I tried always to be guided by his greater wisdom . And the joy merely of being near the editorial throne ! The Kansas City Times office was rich in tra ...
William Salisbury. As he was the city editor , and I only a cub re- porter , I tried always to be guided by his greater wisdom . And the joy merely of being near the editorial throne ! The Kansas City Times office was rich in tra ...
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Page 124 - I am myself indifferent honest; but yet I could accuse me of such things, that it were better, my mother had not borne me: I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious; with more offences at my beck, than I have thoughts to put them in. imagination to give them shape, or time to act them in.
Page 404 - MASTER of human destinies am I! Fame, love, and fortune on my footsteps wait. Cities and fields I walk; I penetrate Deserts and seas remote, and passing by Hovel and mart and palace — soon or late I knock unbidden once at every gate! If sleeping, wake — if feasting, rise before I turn away. It is the hour of fate, . And they who follow me reach every state Mortals desire, and conquer every foe...
Page 440 - THE work of Dr. Nares has filled us with astonishment similar to that which Captain Lemuel Gulliver felt when first he landed in Brobdingnag, and saw corn as high as the oaks in the New Forest, thimbles as large as buckets, and wrens of the bulk of turkeys. The whole book, and every component part of it, is on a gigantic scale. The title is as long as an ordinary preface : the prefatory matter would furnish out an ordinary book ; and the book contains as much reading as an ordinary library.
Page 365 - I know she thinks o' me; For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the temple-bells they say: "Come you back, you British soldier; come you back to Mandalay!" Come you back to Mandalay, Where the old Flotilla lay: Can't you 'ear their paddles chunkin
Page 55 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Page 83 - Kinsmen, hail ! We severed have been too long : Now let us have done with a worn-out tale. The tale of an ancient wrong. And our friendship last long as love doth last, and be stronger than death is strong.' " Answer them, sons of the self-same race. And blood of the self-same clan ; Let us speak with each other, face to face. And answer as man to man. And loyally love and trust each other as none but free men can.
Page 418 - It was soon discovered that the forms of a free, and the ends of an arbitrary, government, were things not altogether incompatible. The power of the crown, almost dead and rotten as Prerogative, has grown up anew, with much more strength, and far less odium, under the name of Influence. An influence, which operated without...
Page 123 - And she may still exist in undiminished vigour when some traveller from New Zealand shall, in the midst of a vast solitude, take his stand on a broken arch of London Bridge to sketch the ruins of St. Paul's.
Page 54 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men; A thousand hearts beat happily; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell; But hush!
Page 84 - We severed have been too long; But now we have done with a worn-out tale, The tale of an ancient wrong, And our friendship last long as love doth last and be stronger than death is strong.