The Career of a JournalistB. W. Dodge, 1908 - 529 pages |
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... wrote entirely as he wanted to , strange as this may seem to those who do not know Ameri- can journalism . This is at least the most comprehensive story of newspaper life ever written . It tells of nine years ' experiences in five ...
... wrote entirely as he wanted to , strange as this may seem to those who do not know Ameri- can journalism . This is at least the most comprehensive story of newspaper life ever written . It tells of nine years ' experiences in five ...
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... wrote an essay on the life of George Washington - cherry tree included . The teacher singled it out for praise , remarking : " The style of this is just like a good newspa- per story . Willie , you'll be a journalist some day , you keep ...
... wrote an essay on the life of George Washington - cherry tree included . The teacher singled it out for praise , remarking : " The style of this is just like a good newspa- per story . Willie , you'll be a journalist some day , you keep ...
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... wrote about him . " Oh , that's all right . I understand that , " he responded . " Have some more of this . Of course , " as we drained the glasses , " you have to write the news about even your best friends . And you have to dig up all ...
... wrote about him . " Oh , that's all right . I understand that , " he responded . " Have some more of this . Of course , " as we drained the glasses , " you have to write the news about even your best friends . And you have to dig up all ...
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... wrote a eulogy of " Sandy " Sutton . Then I tot- tered into the city editor's room and handed it to him . He read the first few sheets and looked at me . He smiled and said : " That will be all to- night , thanks . " The next day there ...
... wrote a eulogy of " Sandy " Sutton . Then I tot- tered into the city editor's room and handed it to him . He read the first few sheets and looked at me . He smiled and said : " That will be all to- night , thanks . " The next day there ...
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... wrote thought that I knew as much as I pretended to know . A day's work sometimes brought strange con- trasts . One afternoon I shook hands and talked through prison bars with a man on the way to the gallows . He was to be hanged in a ...
... wrote thought that I knew as much as I pretended to know . A day's work sometimes brought strange con- trasts . One afternoon I shook hands and talked through prison bars with a man on the way to the gallows . He was to be hanged in a ...
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Page 128 - 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 414 - 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 Save death; but those who doubt or hesitate, Condemned to failure, penury, and woe, Seek me in vain and...
Page 450 - 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 87 - 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 87 - Tis a proud, free People calling loud To a People proud and free. "And it says to them, ' 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.
Page 59 - 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 426 - 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 127 - 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 375 - I know she thinks o' me; For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the templebells 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 412 - ... then, he, at least, in whom those fleeting impressions — faces, voices, material sunshine — were very real and imperious, might well set himself to the consideration, how such actual moments as they passed might be made to yield their utmost, by the most dexterous training of capacity.