HORACE GREELEY LEARNING TO PRINT
HORACE GREELEY had always wanted to be a printer. He liked books and
papers. He thought it would be a fine thing to learn to make them.
One day he heard that the newspaper at East Poultney wanted a boy to
learn the printer's trade. He walked many long miles to see about it.
He went to see Mr. Bliss. Mr. Bliss was one of the owners of the
paper. Horace found him working in his garden.
 Mr. Bliss looked up.
He saw a big boy coming toward him. The boy had on a white felt hat
with a narrow brim. It looked like a half-peck measure. His hair was
white. His trousers were too short for him. All his clothes were
coarse and poor. He was such a strange-looking boy, that Mr. Bliss
wanted to laugh.
"I heard that you wanted a boy," Horace said.
"Do you want to learn to print?" Mr. Bliss said.
"Yes," said Horace.
"But a printer ought to know a good many things," said Mr. Bliss.
"Have you been to school much?"
"No," said Horace. "I have not had much chance at school. But I have
"What have you read?" asked Mr. Bliss.
"Well, I have read some
history, and some travels, and a little of
Mr. Bliss had examined a great many schoolteachers. He liked to
puzzle teachers with hard questions. He thought he would try Horace
with these. But the gawky boy answered them all. This tow-headed boy
seemed to know everything.
Mr. Bliss took a piece of paper from his pocket. He wrote on it,
"Guess we'd better try him."
He gave this paper to Horace, and told him to
 take it to the printing
office. Horace, with his little white hat and strange ways, went into
the printing office. The boys in the office laughed at him. But the
foreman said he would try him.
That night the boys in the office said to Mr. Bliss, "You are not
going to take that towhead, are you?"
Mr. Bliss said, "There is something in that
towhead. You boys will
find it out soon."
Greeley setting Type
A few days after this, Horace came to East
Poultney to begin his
work. He carried a little bundle of clothes tied up in a
The fore-man showed him how to begin. From that time he did not once
look around. All day he worked at his type. He learned more in a day
than some boys do in a month.
Day after day he worked, and said nothing. The other boys joked him.
But he did not seem
 to hear them. He only kept on at his work. They
threw type at him. But he did not look up.
The largest boy in the office thought he could find a way to tease
him. One day he said that Horace's hair was too white. He went and got
the ink ball. He stained Horace's hair black in four places. This ink
stain would not wash out. But Horace did not once look up.
After that, the boys did not try to tease him any more. They all liked
the good-hearted Horace. And everybody in the town wondered that the
boy knew so much.
Horace's father had moved away to
Pennsylvania. Horace sent him
all the money he could spare. He soon became a good printer. He
started a paper of his own. He became a famous