To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, and they who edit it and read it are old women over their tea

To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, and they who edit and read it are old women over their tea.

Every day or two, I strolled to the village to hear some of the gossip which is incessantly going on there, circulating either from mouth to mouth, or from newspaper to newspaper, and which, taken in homeopathic doses, was really as refreshing in its way as the rustle of leaves and the peeping of frogs.

It's a joke. The Daily News is trying to destroy this gossip column, and Stern is a casualty of a paranoid billionaire who had an ax to grind with the Post.

We are eager to tunnel under the Atlantic and bring the Old World some weeks nearer to the New, but perchance the first news that will leak through into the broad, flapping American ear will be that the Princess Adelaide has the whooping cough.

Bad news has good legs.