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Purple Springs

Chapter 8 THE POWER OF INK

Word Count: 1980    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

the Millford "Mercury" described t

Pearl is a great favorite, and certainly disappointed no one, for she gave an address on present day questions which will not soon be forgotten. Pearl is an out and out believer in temperance and woman suffrage, and before she was through,

ached, shaking hands, and if she could be spoiled with praise, she would be spoiled for sure, but Pearl is not that kin

undried clothes. His skin prickled, as if with an electric current, for hot rage ate into his soul. His name was not e

ood up like a freshly laundried, dustless mop; his shirt was dirty; his pipe hung listlessly in his mouth-upside down, and a three days' crop of black beard peppered his face. He looked like a man who in early youth had slept on newspapers and drank ink, and who now would put his feet on the table if th

le, Mr. Driggs was forced to sit in an uncomfortable position

hout replying to the ed

erdash from our distr

id not wish to dislodge his pipe; the last time he let it out of his mouth he had ha

ette-I want to know. The member for

Driggs, holding hi

ow you a good deal of business one way'n another-I've thrown you a good deal of business. There's an election co

aid Mr. Drig

he was going to get the information-"who

fied it, but didn't tell me anything. She said you presided. Then I ran the item-I thought it was very good-what's wrong with it? It seemed like real good country correspondence to

paper again. A few more spreads like this-and every district in the country will want her. She don't know her place-she's got nerve enough to speak anywhere. She spits out things, hardly knowing what she means-she's dangerous, I tell you. If the other side got hold of her and primed her what to say, she co

irely suit him, and he moved it to another resting place. But the effect was not pleasing even then-so he placed it in his pocket,

aid, in his gentlest

the other chair, he shoved it over to

b his news instinct. Pearl Watson is a particular friend of mine. Pearl's sayings and doings are of interest to me as a citizen, therefore, I reason they are of interest to all citizens. She is a young lady o

ow that before you are done, I'll put you out of business before two weeks have gone by. You owe every one-you owe the paper people-you owe on your printing press. Your creditors

es-but now they came up blinking to the light, rudely disinterred by Mr. Steadman's hard words. They had grown, too, since their last a

ils in our railroading. When two trains run towards each other on a track one must go off on a switch, to avoid a collision. It does not take lon

hat harm can she do you? You are absolutely solid in this neighborhood. The government

ive it to them-that's the beauty of it. The Old Man certainly talked plain when they came there askin' for the vote. He just laid them out. But I can see this girl has been at their meetings-and women are queer. My women, even, thought there was a lot of truth in what the Watson girl said. So there was

gently massaged his temples with his long-ink-stained fingers, and to all appearance, his soul was grieved within him

ed until it burst into a laugh which threatened to dislodge the contents of the table. He threw himself back in his swing chair and piled both feet on the ta

is remarks to

me, will you-you are sure some diplomat-you poor ol

ure of speech which just suited t

see the sign upon it. It reads 'Kick me.' It is an invitation I will not decline. He thinks he can wipe our good friend Pearlie off the map by having her name dropped from the Millford '

mirably. I will write the lead today while the lamp of inspiration burns, and I will hear Pearl speak, and then oh, belov

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