A Fourth Estate, of Able Editors, springs up.

A Fourth Estate, of Able Editors, springs up.

Journalism is merely history's first draft.

Journalism is merely history's first draft.

If the newspapers of a country are filled with good news, the jails of that country will be filled with read more

If the newspapers of a country are filled with good news, the jails of that country will be filled with good people.

Did Charity prevail, the press would prove
A vehicle of virtue, truth, and love.

Did Charity prevail, the press would prove
A vehicle of virtue, truth, and love.

A parliament speaking through reporters to Buncombe and the
Twenty-seven millions, mostly fools.

A parliament speaking through reporters to Buncombe and the
Twenty-seven millions, mostly fools.

Only a newspaper! Quick read, quick lost,
Who sums the treasure that it carries hence?
Torn, trampled read more

Only a newspaper! Quick read, quick lost,
Who sums the treasure that it carries hence?
Torn, trampled under feet, who counts thy cost,
Star-eyed intelligence?

Advertisements are of great use to the vulgar. First of all, as
they are instruments of ambition. A man read more

Advertisements are of great use to the vulgar. First of all, as
they are instruments of ambition. A man that is by no means big
enough for the Gazette, may easily creep into the advertisements;
by which means we often see an apothecary in the same paper of
news with a plenipotentiary, or a running footman with an
ambassador.

The editor sat in his sanctum, his countenance furrowed with
care,
His mind at the bottom of business, read more

The editor sat in his sanctum, his countenance furrowed with
care,
His mind at the bottom of business, his feet at the top of a
chair,
His chair-arm an elbow supporting, his right hand upholding his
head,
His eyes on his dusty table, with different documents spread.

Nobody's interested in sweetness and light.

Nobody's interested in sweetness and light.