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It set Miss Ruffles thinking as she pas.ed through Herald Square
And saw the crowds of people who were always standing there
To watch the presses running and to re&d the latest news.
? I really think." aid Fluffy. "There's a job that I won't lose.".
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A boy (nouttonTleft her with the City Editor.
She really was more frightened than she'd ever been before.
He looked her over coldly, and his voice made Fluffy start.
" "You'll work with the Department of Society and Art.'
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i3 Society was out of town, so Fluffy wrote reviews
Of "Gainshproughs" and "Velasquez," of "genre," "wash" and "hues,1
The typos liked her "copy," it was all so neat and plain,
And even artists owned her tastes were decent in the main.
4 She had pencils red and yellow, with points two inches long,
A desk and chair, a typewriter she picked up for a song.
And in each morning's paper, it made her flush with pride
To find the things she wrote herself in columns long and wide.
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5 But one night just at press time poor'Fluffy quite forgot ,
And rustled throuch the City Room when work was driving hot. .
Then twelve reporters dropped cigars; lost notes piled up the floor!
And sentences went tangling oft for half an hour or more.
CX)PyRGHT, l7. BY THE NEW YORK HERALD CX.
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6 The paper the next morning, 'twas in a fearful plighr.
With letters missing, "heads" askew, and nothing put in right;
But when half the force stopped smoking and got deathly sick and pale
Miss Ruffles had to write at home and send it in by mail.