The rasp

Philip MacDonald
The Guv’nor
All the Birds of the Air Fell a-sighin’ and a-sobbin’ When they heard of the death Of poor Cock Robin. · · · · “Who’ll dig his Grave?” “I,” said the Owl, “With my little Trowel; I’ll dig his Grave.” · · · · “Who killed Cock Robin?” “I,” said the Sparrow, “With my Bow and Arrow, I killed Cock Robin!”
All the Birds of the Air Fell a-sighin’ and a-sobbin’ When they heard of the death Of poor Cock Robin.
“Who’ll dig his Grave?” “I,” said the Owl, “With my little Trowel; I’ll dig his Grave.”
“Who killed Cock Robin?” “I,” said the Sparrow, “With my Bow and Arrow, I killed Cock Robin!”
The Owl shows its blue and gilt cover on the bookstalls every Saturday morning. Thursday nights are therefore nights of turmoil in the offices in Fleet Street. They are always wearing nights; more so, of course, in hot weather than in cold. They are nights of discomfort for the office-boy and of something worse for the editor.
Spencer Hastings edited The Owl , and owned a third of it; and the little paper’s success showed him to possess both brains and capacity for hard work. For a man of thirty-three he had achieved much; but that capacity for work was hard tested—especially on Thursday nights. As to the brains, there was really no doubt of their quality. Take, for instance, The Owl “specials.” After he had thought of them and given birth to the first, The Owl , really a weekly review, was enabled to reap harvests in the way of “scoops” without in any way degenerating into a mere purveyor of news.
The thing was worked like this: If, by the grace of God or through a member of the “special” staff or by any other channel, there came to Hastings’s ears a piece of Real News which might as yet be unknown to any of the big daily or evening papers, then within a few hours, whatever the day or night of the week, there appeared a special edition of The Owl . It bore, in place of the blue and gold, a cover of red and black. The letterpress was sparse. The price was two pence. The public bought the first two out of curiosity, and the subsequent issues because they had discovered that when the red and black jacket was seen Something had really Happened.