South, but formerly they were even more of an institution
than the water cooler or the old-fashioned winter stove. The
station-shouting brakemen were no more familiar or comforting to
weary passengers than the 'candy butchers' and their welcome stock."
CHAPTER IV
Paul Pry ON WHEELS
"With all he had to do, young Edison found that he had time on his
hands which he might yet put to good use. One would think being
'candy butcher' and newsboy from 6 A.M. to 9 P.M., and making from
$10.00 to $12.00 a day might satisfy the boy's cravings. But
contentment wasn't one of Al Edison's numerous virtues.
"He did not know it, but he was following the footsteps of that other
great American inventor, Benjamin Franklin, as a printer, editor,
proprietor and publisher. In one of the stores where he stocked up with
books, magazines and stationery for his train, there was an old printing
press which the dealer, Mr. Roys, had taken for a debt. Mr. Roys once
told the little story of that press:
"'Young Edison, who was a good boy and a favorite of mine, bought
goods of me and had the run of the store. He saw the press, and I
suppose he thought at once that he would publish a paper himself, for
he could catch onto a new idea like lightning. He got me to show him
how it worked, and finally bought it for a small sum.'
"From his printer friends on the Free Press he bought some old type.
Watching the compositors at work, he learned to set type and make up
the forms, so within two weeks after purchasing the press he brought
out the first number of The Weekly Herald--the first paper ever written,
set up, proof-read, printed, published and sold (besides all his other
work) on a local train--and this by a boy of fourteen!
"Of course, it had to be a sort of local paper, giving train and station
gossip with sage remarks and 'preachments' from the boy's standpoint.
It sold for three cents a copy, or eight cents a month to regular
customers. Its biggest 'sworn circulation' was 700 copies, of which
about 500 were bona fide subscriptions, and the rest 'news-stand sales.'
"The great English engineer, Robert Stephenson, grandson of the
inventor and improver of the locomotive, is said to have ordered a
thousand copies to be distributed on railways all over the world to show
what an American newsboy could do.
"Even the London Times, known for generations as 'The Thunderer,'
and long considered the greatest newspaper in both hemispheres,
quoted from The Weekly Herald, as the only paper of its kind in the
world. Young Edison's news venture was a financial success, for it
added $45.00 a month to his already large income.
"But Paul Pry came to grief because he tried to be funny in disclosing
the secret motives of certain persons. People differ widely in their
notions about fun. In a local paper, too, some one's feelin's are likely to
get 'lacerated!' This was the case with a six-foot subscriber to the paper
which was published then under Al Edison's pen name of 'Paul Pry.'
One day the juvenile editor happened to meet his huge and wrathy
reader too near the St. Clair river. Whereupon the subscriber took the
editor by his collar and waistband and heaved him, neck and crop, into
the river. Edison swam to shore, wet, but otherwise undisturbed,
discontinued the publication of Paul Pry, and bade good-by to
journalism forever!
"While young Edison was wading through such mammoth works as
Sears's History of the World, Burton's Anatomy of Melancholy, and the
Dictionary of Sciences (and had begun to wrestle desperately with
Newton's Principia!) he was showing a rare passion for chemistry. He
'annexed' the cellar for a laboratory. His mother said she counted, at
one time, no less than two hundred bottles of chemicals, all shrewdly
marked POISON, so that no one but himself would dare to touch them.
Before long the lad took up so much room in his mother's cellar with
his 'mess,' as she called it, that she told him to take it out, 'bag and
baggage.'
"He once stated that his great desire to make money was largely
because he needed the cash to buy materials for experiments. Therefore,
in this emergency, he took keen pleasure in buying all the chemicals,
appliances and apparatus he wished, and installing them in his real 'bag
and baggage' car. As the railroad authorities had allowed him to set up
a printing press, in addition to his miscellaneous stock in trade, why
should he not have his laboratory there also? So his stock of batteries,
chemicals and other 'calamity' grew apace.
"One day, after several weeks of happiness in his moving laboratory,
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