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use. One would think being 'candy butcher' and newsboy from 6 A.M. to 9 P.M., and making from $10.00 to

ditor, proprietor and publisher. In one of the stores where he stocked up with books, magazines and stationery for his train, the

He saw the press, and I suppose he thought at once that he would publish a paper himself, for he could catch

up the forms, so within two weeks after purchasing the press he brought out the first number of The Weekly Herald-the first paper eve

from the boy's standpoint. It sold for three cents a copy, or eight cents a month to regular customers. Its biggest

prover of the locomotive, is said to have ordered a thousand copies to be distr

aper in both hemispheres, quoted from The Weekly Herald, as the only paper of its kind in the world. You

was the case with a six-foot subscriber to the paper which was published then under Al Edison's pen name of 'Paul Pry.' One day the juvenile editor happened to meet his huge and wrathy reader too near the St. Clair river. Whereupon the

incipia!) he was showing a rare passion for chemistry. He 'annexed' the cellar for a laboratory. His mother said she counted, at one time, no less than two hundred bottles of chemicals, all shrewdly marked PO

buying all the chemicals, appliances and apparatus he wished, and installing them in his real 'bag and baggage' car. As the railroad authorities had allowed him to set up a print

e a lurch and jolted the bottle of phosphorus off its shelf. It broke, flamed up, set fire to the floor and endangered the whole train

ed the boy's ears and put him out also. Then the man threw the lad's bottles, appa

e outlay of at least two million dollars at the seashore washed away in a single night by a sudden storm. He only laughed and said that was 'spilt milk, not worth crying over.' Disappointmen

egraph office I could hear only the instrument directly on the table at which I

o that I could hear it. This made the telephone commercial, as the magneto tel

issing consonants in speech. Edison worked over one year, twenty hours a day, Sundays and all, to get the word 'specie' perfect

served intact. Broadway is as quiet to me as a cou

e horn: "The second installment of the lectures on Edison will be giv