We _beg_ no man's patronage, and shall ever erase with the same cheerfulness that we insert the name of any individual....

Personal or political offence we shall studiously avoid--truth _never_." Here was plainly a wholly new species of the _genus homo_ in the editorial seat.

What, expect to make a newspaper pay and not beg for patronage?
Why the very idea was enough to make newspaperdom go to pieces with laughter.

Begging for patronage, howling for subscribers, cringing, crawling, changing color like the chameleon, howling for Barabbas or bellowing against Jesus, all these things must your newspaper do to prosper.

On them verily hang the whole law and all the profits of modern journalism.