Already there are grumblings, and they claim they're buried alive in this forlorn forest.

Don't appreciate the advantages of country life, you see, and I've an idea they'll begin to desert, pretty soon.

Really, a live newspaper might do them good--especially if you print a little socialistic drivel now and then." Again he devoted a moment to thought, and then continued: "Tell you what I'll do, sir; I'll solicit the subscriptions myself, and deduct the price from the men's wages, as I do the cost of their other supplies.
But the Company gets a commission for that, of course." "It's a penny paper," said Uncle John.

"The subscription is only thirty cents a month." "Delivered ?" "I suppose so." "Well, I'll pay you twenty cents, and keep the balance for commission.
That's fair enough." "Very well, Mr.Skeelty.

We're after subscriptions more than money, just now.