Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots,
Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;-
If there's a hole in read more

Hear, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots,
Frae Maidenkirk to Johnie Groat's;-
If there's a hole in a' your coats,
I rede you tent it:
A chield's amang you takin notes,
And, faith, he'll prent it.

We journalists make it a point to know very little about an extremely wide variety of topics; this is how read more

We journalists make it a point to know very little about an extremely wide variety of topics; this is how we stay objective.

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?

Journalism can never be silent: that is its greatest virtue and its greatest fault. It must speak, and speak immediately, read more

Journalism can never be silent: that is its greatest virtue and its greatest fault. It must speak, and speak immediately, while the echoes of wonder, the claims of triumph and the signs of horror are still in the air.

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.

[The opposition Press] which is in the hands of malecontents who
have failed in their career.

[The opposition Press] which is in the hands of malecontents who
have failed in their career.

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.

I would . . . earnestly advise them for their good to order this
paper to be punctually served read more

I would . . . earnestly advise them for their good to order this
paper to be punctually served up, and to be looked upon as a part
of the tea equipage.

Remember, son, many a good story has been ruined by over-verification.

Remember, son, many a good story has been ruined by over-verification.