Frank Norris 
The Third Circle [EPUB ebook] 

It used to be my duty, as sub editor of the old San Francisco Wave, to ‚put the paper to bed.‘ We were printing a Seattle edition in those days of the Alaskan gold rush; and the last form had to be locked up on Tuesday night, that we might reach the news stands by Friday. Working short-handed, as all small weeklies do, we were everlastingly late with copy or illustrations or advertisements; and that Tuesday usually stretched itself out into Wednesday. Most often, indeed, the foreman and I pounded the last quoin into place at four or five o’clock Wednesday morning and went home with the milk-wagons—to rise at noon and start next week’s paper going.