Oh! "Pioneer," Venerable "Pioneer," And You Not Less Honest
Press Of India, Who Are Occasionally Dull But Never Blackguardly,
What Could I Say?
A mere "No," shouted never so loudly,
would not have met the needs of the case.
I said no word.
The reporter went away, and I took a train for Niagara Falls,
which are twenty-two miles distant from this bad town, where
girls get drunk of nights and reporters trample on corpses in the
drawing-rooms of the brave and the free!
End of American Notes by Rudyard Kipling
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