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AnecdoIe Of tie LGte Bemjamin Russell. The
worthy editor of the Columbia CentIneI was al
ways model Of enterprise and industry. For
years after he commenced the publication Of that
paper. he not only acted as the sole editor ana
reporter but also worked considerably at case.
in setting type and performed goodly share of
the press-work. 1t is related of him, that once
having published an article which was considered
personal, and highly offensive, by certain in
dividual of high Standing in the community, the
aggrevcd person visited the unfortunate printer,
armed with a cowskin, and fully determined to
give him sound thrashing According TO the
custom OF the time, he was arrayed in white kcr-
seymerc small clothes, white silk Stockings, and
white vest. Mr.. RUSSELL was at the time busIy
engaged, with his coat of and shirtsleavcs rolled
up, in handling the press balls for distributing
ink-rOUers werc not known in those days-and
his astoniShment may be easily ina agincd when
he saw wcll-drcsscd gentleman enter the Office
abruptly, in towering passion, and aim blow
at him with cowsitinl -.s a


The printer frontcd his anita gonst and very ma :
turally made a pass at him with his press balls,
which took effect, one on his snowy vest. the 9TH
er on his left cheek and forehead. Another blow
with the cowskin-anothcr thrust with the balls
which served admirably well the purpose of both
swords and shields. In few minutes the advo-
cate of Lynch law who, when he entered the Of
fee, looked neat and trim if he had Just been
taken from band-box was covered with ink
printers ink--bIack and oily, from head TO foot
his hat was knocked off in the melee--his gay
costume was transformed into suit of mourning
and his face was as black and glossy as native
citizen of Tombuctoo. Fle soon found he was
playing losing game, and beat q retreat, follow
cd by the printer, who had now got his hand in,
and gave his assaiant last furious push between
his shoulders, as he sprung into the street, men
tally resolving never again TO modest printer
when engaged in his calling.


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