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The Fighting Editors

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I remember calliug at the office of a great Parisian newspaper with a friend who wished to have rectified a statement published in it concerning hiña. When onr business was made kuown, we were ushered into a handsomely f nrnished room on the flrst floor. Seated at desks, without a trace of pens, ink or paper or of anytbing in a literary way except some new novéis, together with a few packages of cigarettes, were two gentlemen whose appearance made a considerable impression on me. They were fanltlessly dressed in deep black (the duelist's color). Each had the ribbon of the Legión in his buttonhole, their long jet black mustaches were waxed out to a point as fine as a needle's, and there was in their whole manner, their voices, their gestures and the expression of their eyes and mouths an indescribable something that proclaims the man who at one time or another has worn a uniform. These were the fighting editors, with whom evidently the pen was not mightier than the sword. They were civil, however, and consented to the rectification of the paragraph. As fighting was their trade, they looked at it in a purely businesa way and only went out when the demands made were too unreasonable to be entertained. I fancy that they sometimes fought in defense of articles they


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