who will pinch them, and prick them, and bite them, and lance them, and roast them through wasteless ages. O, what I hear, and what I see, Makes me from earth yearn to be free. ------------------------------------ James Gordon Bennett’s Editorial Career. _Bennett and John Kelly._ _Bennett_—John, the wall cracked again yesterday, and I fear this old ruin will soon fall, and bury us in death. So, after you have folded those papers, you can take them and the broom, and I will take my memorandum book and easy slippers, and we will go to the new quarters that I hired yesterday in Broadway. The rent is very cheap, and I am not to pay it until the end of the month, which is a godsend in these days of poverty. _John_—I have only got fifty papers to fold, and I will soon be ready. _Bennett_—Hurry, Johnny, for the building may fall before we get out. (John folds papers mighty fast.) _John_—I am ready, sir. _Bennett_—Come on then. (They depart for Broadway, with all their luggage, consisting of fifty _Heralds_, a broom, memorandum book, and Bennett’s easy slippers.) _Enter Landlord._ _Landlord_—Mr. Bennett, I told you that you could pay your rent at the end of the month, but I have concluded to require it in advance. _Bennett_—I have not the money to spare, but I will let you have my watch as security. _Landlord_—I have no pawnbroker’s license, and I fear it would be a violation of the law to take a watch in pawn. _Bennett_—I have let Anderson & Ward have it as security for the payment of my papers some fifty times, and they have not been arrested. _Landlord_—Is it gold or silver? _Bennett_—Silver. _Landlord_—What is its value? _Bennett_—Twenty dollars. _Landlord_—Does it keep good time? _Bennett_—It goes well, don’t it, Johnny (giving him a wink.) _John_—Yes, sir. (May God forgive me for this lie.) _Landlord_—I will take it, but you must try to pay the rent before the close of the month. _Bennett_—I will, sir. Our circulation is rapidly increasing, ain’t it, Johnny? _John_ (pale as death)—Y-e-s, s-i-r. (O, Heavenly Father, do forgive me for another lie.) _Landlord_—Good day, Mr. Bennett, and may success attend your enterprise. _Bennett_—Good by, sir, but don’t call again until the very last week in the month. _Landlord_—I will be as lenient as I can. Good day. (He goes.) _Bennett_—John, why did you say y-e-s, s-i-r? This is no time to drawl your words. And I saw your lips quiver, and your eyes and arms directed to Heaven, as though you were engaged in silent prayer. This won’t do, sir. My case is desperate. Can’t you lie, in matters of business, without invoking the celestial pardon? If you can’t, you will soon ruin me. What say you, John?