"A paper never stops.

Somehow or other it always keeps going--even if the world turns somersaults and stands on its head.

You'll find a way, I'm sure." But the bewildered girls had no such confidence.

They drove back to the farm to consult with Uncle John and Arthur.
"Let's take a look at that press, my dears," said Mr.Merrick.

"I'm something of a mechanic myself, or was in my young days, and I may be able to work this thing until we can get a new pressman." "I'll help you," said Arthur.