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When Cyrus W. Field owned The Mail and Express he occasionally poked around the various editorial rooms to get some idea of how his paper was being conducted. "Who is tliat man who Bits in that room to the right up stairs?" he once asked of his managing editor. "That's Mr. , our exchange editor," replied the managing editor. "Weil," said Mr. Field, frowning, "it'a my opinión that he isn't worth hia Balt. As often as I have been in his office I've never seen liim doing anything except read newspapers, and he's always got a