Journalism consists largely in saying 'Lord Jones died' to people who never knew Lord Jones was alive.

Journalism consists largely in saying 'Lord Jones died' to people who never knew Lord Jones was alive.

Journalism is in fact history on the run.

Journalism is in fact history on the run.

Journalism - an ability to meet the challenge of filling the space.

Journalism - an ability to meet the challenge of filling the space.

Miscellanists are the most popular writers among every people;
for it is they who form a communication between the read more

Miscellanists are the most popular writers among every people;
for it is they who form a communication between the learned and
the unlearned, and, as it were, throw a bridge between those two
great divisions of the public.

Burke said there were Three Estates in Parliament; but, in the
Reporter's gallery yonder, there sat a fourth estate read more

Burke said there were Three Estates in Parliament; but, in the
Reporter's gallery yonder, there sat a fourth estate more
important far than they all.

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.

He comes, the herald of a noisy world,
With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks;
News read more

He comes, the herald of a noisy world,
With spatter'd boots, strapp'd waist, and frozen locks;
News from all nations lumbering at his back.

Try to be conspicuously accurate in everything, pictures as well as text. Truth is not only stranger than fiction, it read more

Try to be conspicuously accurate in everything, pictures as well as text. Truth is not only stranger than fiction, it is more interesting.

How shall I speak thee, or thy power address
Thou God of our idolatry, the Press.
. read more

How shall I speak thee, or thy power address
Thou God of our idolatry, the Press.
. . . .
Like Eden's dead probationary tree,
Knowledge of good and evil is from thee.