Rensselaer Republican, Volume 13, Number 24, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 March 1881 — “Nother One Basted.” [ARTICLE]

“Nother One Basted.”

Throe years ago Detroit had about fifty amateur weeklies in full blast. Hue by one they have sucumbed to the chicken-pox, measles, whooping cough, and hard times, and the number yet aliye can now be counted on the fingers of the left hand. The c * curred yesterday Just after the bells had struck 132 o'clock. An ambitious, persevering boy of 12 had established the Twiliffht in a lit-

tie second floor back room beyond the parks on Woodward avenue. In his issue of twenty-three copies in the forenoon occurred the following item: “Nonas.—tHhere is A Read-beded WOman in ThiS Bitty j»ho IJckß her Childern With the stOve handel. LEt her beWair or We BHall pußlisH Her naim.” _ The editor of the Twilight was seated in his sanctum at the hour named when a female She hadn’t come to subscribe. She wasn’t there to have a funeral notice published. She didn’t look like the president of a female sewing-society. Noone could read her errand until she had locked the door. Then she kicked the? press over, upeet the standing-galley, knocked the legs ■ . from under the editorial table, and laid hands on the editor. Being taken by surprise, he did not realise what was going on until he had been shaken out of his boots and Jammed into the wood-box head first, and ere he had regained his editorial composure the assailant had fled. Ruin and desolation brooded there. Havoc and disaster sailed around the room. The red-headed woman who licks her children with the stove-handle had played smash and left nothing to begin anew on. No insurance, and no more Twilight. -