I must hold it for the greatest calamity of our time, which lets nothing come to maturity, that one moment is consumed by the next, and the day spent in the day; so that a man is always living from hand to mouth, without having anything to show for it.
Have we not already newspapers for every hour of the day! A good head could assuredly intercalate one or other of them. They publish abroad everything that everyone does, or is busy with or meditating; nay, his very designs are thereby dragged into publicity.
No one can rejoice or be sorry, but as a pastime for others; and so it goes on from house to house, from city to city, from kingdom to kingdom, and at last from one hemisphere to the other—all in post haste.
IMAGE: James H. Cafferty, The Weary Newsboy (1861)
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