Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: Chapter xvrn I wrote and then went back to work. Mac favored me a lot for two or three days. The new glasses worked well and I was getting rapidly into the old stride when, one morning about ten o'clock, the landlady knocked on my door and said there was a gentleman to see me. He came up. It was the man to whom I had written about the editorship. We talked for a time and he said I seemed to be just the man he wanted. He said there was a big strike on in his town; that he and another man who had been working in the mills had started the paper to take the side of the strikers; that they had plenty of money and that it was a mighty good game. He said the town was all in sympathy with the strikers and the union, and that the other papers were owned by the corporations; andit was the chance of a lifetime to jump in and grab all the business and circulation in the place. "But," he said, "before I hire you I want to see what you can do. I notice on the newspaper bulletin boards in town that Jefferson Davis is dead"—he wasn't, it was a false report—'' and I wish you would write me a column editorial on Davis, remembering that our city is about half Union and half Confederate. Give him his deserts, but don't slop over on him." I spent the afternoon writing my opinion of Jefferson Davis for a constituency half Union and half Confederate, and mailed the result to the owner. Two mornings later I received a letter from him containing a railroad mileage book and an invitation to come on and take the job. He said the editorial was great and he regretted that Davis had not died, so that he might use it. However, he promised to save it until the proper time should come. I asked the managing editor if there was any chance of my getting downstairs, and he saidthere wasn't at that t...