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THE OREGON SUNDAY 1 JOURNAL; PORTLAND, SUNDAY MORNING, JUNE 18. 1803.
M'DOUGALL'S
Tl WnJprfiil Medicine Wkick Made tke 'Miller Familv Rick and
Jk, X1W WW WAAV . - . . - ..
Wliick Had ' Marvelous Effects on Animals ' ' : V-;''
GOOD STORIES FOR CHILDREN ! I
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TiHB Miller family, which consisted
. of four persons and a red doc.
lived in a small house near tbe
Ktnkobasky river, far from any
neighbors and so far from school, that
the walk thither took nearly an hoar.
It was rare indeed to see the mallear
tier atop at the Miller home, and eveu
rarer to see the ex pressman deliver any-
" thin- there. But rabbits, fleer and quail
, were frequent visitors -to Ihe edge, of
the wood jthat jurxgundeahe Jonejy
house. .. Thus, as you may imagine, when
wason drove up to the (ate and a large,
square box was carried 10 the doorstep.
Robbie and Clara - Miller- were much
-astonished and quite-excited; so much
1 surprised that, when ' the expressmen
asked. "Is this Mr., Miller"?" Robbie
merely stared at him, but Clara replied:
. -Ta air; If Miller's.".
iTne expressman said:
V "Then this Is his' package, and there's
P to pay on It." . ' .
Taps Isn't home, nor mamma, cither,'
kid Clara. '
Then J, can't leave tha box," declared
the man. "1 must have tbe money."
"What's in Itf inquired Robbie.;
' "How do. I knowT" Inquired the man,
laughing. "I can't see through wood.
Mebbe it s gold.
"Whers's It- from?" demanded the boy.
"it a ail tha way rrom Germany." re
sponded the expressman. : "There If Is
- on tbe side, 'Frankfurter, Germany,' aa
easy to read aa American writing.""
a. "I've got about 12 upstair,' said Robbie,
rafter a moment's thought.- "I'll pay for
It. but 1 sure hate to do It." .
"YouH be glad. If you find It full of
gold." exclaimed his sister, as she eyed
' tbe big box.
"Dare we open Itf asked Clara, after
the man had driven away.
. "Guess pop won't care," replied Rob
bie. "I paid for It, anyhow, so It's partly
" mine, kinder." " '"
So nobble go the- ax and In a few
minutes the eenUsla uf li8-t0Twcre
xposeq Ww ' . " '' -a
Judge of the' amasement bf -the two
children on finding, instead Of gold,
merely a lot of bottles, all of which were
. tlshtly corked and filled with liquids of
different colors, and all ooklng very
ancient, being -oovered with duet and
cobwebs. Robbie gased at them dis
mayed to think that he had lavished 12
on this rubbish. His sister sold:
"Pooh! Looks like medicine! Ouess
they're samples of cough syrups."
"Let's take the cork out of one and
see." suggested Rob.
At that moment Frans Wilder arrived.
. Frana wae a llttis boy who lived a
mils away and who came almost dally
- to tha house. He was s hunchback and
liked vto playwlth the MlUeschlldren
because they never laughed at hla de
forTnllyV'He whJ "Immensely liiteiested'
" In tbe strange box, and while examining
the-many bottles he suddenly exclaimed:
' "Say! Here Is a letter down st the
bottom.-It's addressed to Mr. Hiram
Miller in German letters."
"Of course," replied Frans: "my mother
Is Dutch. I can read it and speak it,
too." . .
"Then you may-open this letterai)d
read.lt to us, so that we may know
what It all means, for papa certainly
- can't read German -and he won't know
From the Ceylon Times.
AVERY gruesome and, st the
same time. very inconvenient
scare la going the rounds In
the northern suburbs of Co
1Wjo. in Kotshena and Mutwat In the
former In particular.. According to a
current' rumor there " Is some, lpsur-'
rartuntable. difficulty In the building of
the new graving dork.' Every stone and
concrete block put" down disappears
--goodness knows where. , Mr,; Bostock
has had experience of harbor works
before, and he' knows what Is to be
- ilmw vhtn stones and blocks disappear
In thst mysterious fashion. It la the
- nfork of the devil, "and tbe devil must
be propitiated by human sacrifice!
; Thtrs ars 117 pillar U be built, says
Native Superstition Okstructs Puklic Work
who sent ' these nasty "looking bottles."
Bo Trans opened the leter and read
as follows: "
"To my cousin Wllhelm.' r his sons. If
he be not living. I five and bequeath all
my store of roag1cfllxtra. balsams, oint
ments, and compounds. In the making
of which I have spent 79 years. He will
find In the Red Book, which Is In the
box with the bottles, full directions for
the use of all these things. I caution him,
and all who ever handle them, to, use
great -caution, in applying any of them,
for terrible and lasting results a im
pelling evils, perhaps may follow the use
of those- which I have not fully teeted.
The Giant Syrup, for Instance, has not
been used ss yet. nor his the Fluid of
Touth been tried upon any human being.
I have succeeded with .the Perfecting
Mixture .and ' some of the others.
"GOTTLIEB OE8UNDHEIT."
' "Bo these are magic fluids!" exclaimed
Frans. taking up a bottle. "Seel Here It
saya 'Giant Byrup.' I wonder what lt'a
forT Here's the 'Perfecting Mixture.' too.
It looks like, quicksilver; and this is the
'Fluid of ..Youth.' .'J --..--5. - -
remember him saving that there was a
-wlsard In -Germany who wss rlated to
him.
"No, it was his grandfather," declaretil
Clara.
"While the two were disputing the
matterFranx-waa examining the batliea.
and finally, when he had removed them
all from the box and placed them on
the stoop, he said:
"Well, there's a lot of them. Here's
something to make the hair grow, and
here's stuff to cure warts. This 1 to
remove paint and. this to kill bugs. This
Is called 'Laughing Juice,' and this one
-Music Ointment.' I wonder what that
meana." : , - .
"Let's get the-Red Bookand find out,"
suggested the girl. '
But a thorough i s?.a,rcbfalled.tft.rteat
OTyredbook ' whs lever, and so It wa
Impossible to discover the exact method
of applying any of the contents of the
strsnge bottles. Yet this did not deter
these children from trying to test the
liquids In the bottles, and they at oncv
began with the one marked Fluld of
Youth." After removing the cork and
smelling of the dark, mysterious fluid.
It was decided to test Its power upon
an ancient and sedate goat named Nanny,
which roamed the fields nrsr by without
an, owner or a home. Sprinkling some
the man In the atreet, and accordingly
117 human lives must bo Immolated.
Every second, nun In Kotahena be
lieves the story, and wives and mothers
live In trepidation, let stone their hus
bands and brothers. Little children
who go to school are waited for by their
parents with the utmost snxlety. and
the scare is working much distress.
One awkward result of the scare la thst
servants will not go out Into the bou
tiques after dusk. i ...
. The scare hss much behind to rec
ommend it. to the credulity of the peo
ple. In days gone by no big work wss
undertaken, they ssy In a whlaper, but
that which Is known ss bills wss paid.
Tl folklore or. the country Is steeped
with stories of the paying' of bllla. Jt
Is not quits clear as to how It wss
cabbage - leaves with the "Fluid of
Youth," Robbie offered them- to the
goat, who eagerly devoured, them. Noth
ing happened and finally Clara said wltl
a sniff:.
.VHuhl I-guess the-stuff --Is-too old,
Give her some more."
Another feed of cabbsge produced no
apparent ' effect upon the 1 animal, and
the disgusted children turned to another
bottle. .
"I like the looks of this silvery stuff.
announced Frans. holding tha bottle up
In the sunlight. ; "I'd like to be per
fected. jtou. betj Ihelieve I'lltry It
onjnyself."
"Oh. frans, don't you dare! It might
do something dreadful to you!" cried
Clara, with a shudder.
"Pooh. I'm not afraid! It couldn't
make me any worse looking." answered
the hunch-backed lad. "Maybe It might
Before they could stop him he had
taken a big-swallow of -the-stuff ta beted
"Perfecting Mixture.'
"It doesn't taste bad," he announced
after a moment, "but. goodness! how
funny It makes you feel. Beems as If
I was on nre sll over.
"I do hope It -won't poison you," said
Clars. "I don't .want to be perfected.
If I have to take such stuff."
"Oh! look at Nanny!" shouted Robbie.
"Something's the matter with her."
Bure enough, something hsd happened
to the goat. She was frisking about
like a young kid. leaping over rocka and
bushes and bleating merrily. There waa
nothing different In .her-appearance" to
show that the maglo fluid had taken
effect, but It was certain that It had
already changed her In some msnner.
TnyTrtr'Wl'her Inta ttis1 woods er
a great dlatance. watching her antics,
snd then suddenly Clara turned to find
that a very shapely boy. with face
Ilka that of Frans, was following her.
Startled at his sudden appearance ahe
Stopped, when he said:
' "What's the matter?"
It was tha voice of Frsns, and Robbie
turned to look, and was amased. . . .
'The stuff has worked on you, all
right. Clara,, can't you see that -It's
Frans and that he's been perfected?"
done, but It is firmly believed by the
masses that hundreds of lives were sac
rificed in the building of ia'nks, and
of dagobas, etc, in ancient days. It is
firmly believed thst the tunnels through
whlch tha railway line . run all had
bllla paid before their construction.
The souls of these men--enter tfther
bodies, and in ths course of the trans
migration of those souls they become
snakes snakes In particular and as
snakes they guard these-great works.
These -snakes sro the guardian angels
of many a publle work, and hence the
disinclination the mssseo have to de
stroy a snake found ln house.
. Bo It Is firmly believed thst. Mr.
Bostock Is In league with the devil, and
has got a number of faithful Afghans
... - ; -
Thev had to make him look In a pool
of water before he would believe that
he had lost hla crooked shape and been
chsnged Int6 a perfecY'boy. Then he
sat down and cried for 'Joy. and they
knew then how bitterly he had felt hla
deformity, although he had always made
light of It. ' .
Oh! won't mother be glaa. ne crieo,
as he leaped about, exactly like the goat
My goodness!" shouted Robbie-: "that
makee me think. What wrni pop say
when hee finds" but .what we've done?" ,
"I think that ha will' A' glal when
he sees Frana." -declared Clara. . .
But Robbie was now. thoroughly
frightened as he thought of the tremen
dous power of .these liquids, ana ne
feared hm . father's anger. - Ills first
lmnulse was to hide . everything until
he could get courage to tell his parents
what' had happened; and thle was made
stronger when he saw ' the goat, now
ohanged Into a frolicsome kid, prancing
about near them. Had tne Doy oeen
older he would have reflected that the
endeavor to conceal, their act was far
more dangerous than confession; but he
was only 12 and his fears carried him
away. The others, nearly aa much
scared as himself, promised never to
divulge the secret until he was willing;
but tow was Frans o account for the
change of his appearance, for he
wouldn't tell a He. It was st lsst de
cided that "he waT to telt tits-mother; but
first make her promise to keep the
secret. Each of them took several bot
tles to conceal In safe hiding places, and
they carried the box Into the woods.
Robbie, his heart -In-hls mouth-at
hearing his father's .voice in the dis
tance, dashed Into the woodshed, where
he put his bottles on a shelf; but Clara
carried hers to her bedroom and con
sealed them. Frani darted Into the
shrubbery and hastened home.
It would take a, whole book to relate
all that happened after that. -
An hour after supper, while Robbie's
mother was wiping the dishes, his
rn l in i Hilling sm-TT'- il " ' T
sald.-with a sigh:. .
'The-whole world's a-glttlng old; my
pesky ' rheumatlg-hr-hotherlng me o-
nlght worse. tnnn over.
"Why don't you try that HrHment thst
Mrs. Wslsh gave you?" asked Mre. Mll-
lg "Where Is It?" demanded her hua-
band. -
Out In the woodshed, on the shelf,"
replied Mrs. Miller. "I clean forgot
to bring It In, and It's JKisJ where she
left it that day.- I'll, go and get it"
"I'll, get it." crlei Robbie, In great
alarm.
"I guess I can get 'It myself," said
hla father. i. -
Robbie darted away, hut before " he
could secrete his bottles his father was
beside 'him, wondering - vastly at' hla
on'a sudden desire to ssve him trouble.
ne"TO8irJ1i'0tnsTTfdnrTloCTleTranffB;"
and without looking at It returned to
the house, leaving his son almost para
lysed With fright. ;
"Is this tha stuff f V he asked Qf Mrs.
Miller. . '''!
'1 guess so," she ; replied ; : "there
wasn't any other bottle there."
"It tastes glghty good," exclaimed Mr.
Miller, smacking his Hps. ,
Then I'll try It myself." said his
wife "My r neuralgy is none too quiet,
let me tell you."'. ' - ' -- K
to procure the necessary men for Immo
lation. The men are procured, so It Is
believed, by a very simple contrivance.
A little white powder Is thrown on
them, and they forthwith follow the
manfwho'lureB 'theffirint6"sdme"hn
known dungeon. : Several are said to
have already ben takeiTln that way
and stories of losses continue to In
crease from day to day. . The story la
told of breadbaskets being brought to
police- stations, baskets whose keepers
have been spirited away bythe Afghans
with" the white powder. Rlklshas are
said to be brought to , police atatlons
by the. score for they had been left
on the roadside while ths men; them
selves had disappeared. :"
Tha commotion Is greatest in Kota
hena, 'but the stories come from every
part of the town, Ths dread and con
sternation of the poor folk Is a stars
reality, and the servant trouble compels
even other .people tr govern their life
in conformity with the scars.
.Poor Clara sat thers in awed nllece
watching thenj. afraid to spesk, for had
she not promised silence? Mrs. "Miller
took a taste and then a good, big drink
of the magic- Fluid of -YoutnT for that
was thawbottl- which her husband hap
pened upon: Then Clara rose and
slipped out to Inform her brother. She
was trembling with mingled fear and
eagerness when sli whispered:
"Papa snd mamma both have drunk
trot of -oneTr-thoe brittles.
VYou don t say SOT eiea Kooois.
wonder 'which one it waa.
U'Well. there' were only two of them
uncorked." replied the" gIfTJ"""ao if must
be sttheT ther Perfecting Mixture or the
Bloom of Youth, or -whatever It la.
- "I am; afraid we have gone and done
it. whispered : Robbie. . "Goodness!
Maybe It will make them- as young as
us.
"Well, suppose it does?"
'Well, anyhow,' I doTVops It .won't
make -pop any bigger than, me, then. -'"There
was a long period of silence.
during which, tha two children sst In the
dsrk beside the woodshed awaiting de
velopments and straining their earn ta
hear any sound from the house. Then
riuddenly . a loud peal of laughter rang
out In the night.. ' The laugh didn t
sound a bit like - either . father's or
mother's, yet- there was something fa
miliar about ' ItjRobbiestartedL gnd
said
"It's worked., I'll bet that's pop. He's
a boy again
"Then mamma's a girl." breathed
Clara. "I'll bet she's littler then me,
'causa she took an awful big dose!"
V They heard more laughter, and It
seemed to be coming nearer. Then both
sprang up to flee and hide, but stopped
at sight of boy and girl who were ap
proaching hand In hand along the path.
"It's them!" gssped Robbie, and Clara
In silence clutched his arm. The wore
clothes exactly Ilka those ' worn by the
children's parents, and aa th
liwlisd s llienrTn"the dim starlight they
could plainly see a resemblance to, the
old people they had left few minutes
before bewailing their age and Illnesses;
but oh, what, a startling difference!
Rarely jad -Robbie and Clara seen their
parents smile and more rarely heard
them actually laugh, but . now these
two, who were certainly their parents,
were-grtnnlng and ehurfcllng with glee
and almost dancing with Joy as they
came seeking for ehelr children hiding
In the .dark. ' Robbie held his breath.
His father stopped when he saw them
crouching there, and then he shouted:
"Whoop! hooroot Children, do you
know who we are?" ,
Robbie - took .--qnlc'"measure of his
father's size and, rejoicing to sea that he
was at -least two-Inches shorter than
himself, he opened his mouth to reply,
when his mother Interrupted."
L"SM-Jetai)alt-Jhls Is, after
I au. a serious matter." - Then to the
children she said:
'Something has happened toJia;l
donT know what,, but' we have been
turned Into children again. I mean we
look like children; but .after all we are
your parents."
Robbie, gaining all of his courage In
a twinkling, grinned and said: . .
"Huh! Now don't you . kids "corns
round here telling any auch tale as that.
My father, and .mother are old folks,
mlgbty.nlgh 10 years old, I guess"
- -
By mas'. W. B. Oarwardlse,
FORTY- years of honorable record
. and . splendid business career
wiped out In four months-of -a
gambling, furor. That -Is the
awful lesson or. Banker- Blgelow'gler.
rlftc defalcation. .-:
. Beginning aa a messenger . boy 49
years ago. ha roae step by step to a
soclak position of the highest financial
and social atandlng In hla etty,.-Today
he ls- a welf-eonTessed-embesaler. a- be
trayer ' of sacred trusts committed Xo
his care, his family disgraced, every
thing a man holds dear In this Ufa gone
down In the crash, and the doors of the
penitentiary open wide to receive -him.
There tie something frightful In the
eontemplntlon of this picture rtf ruin.
It carries with It a fearful and oft-
- Tke Bigelow Defalcation uu - L.
" "I am only "." cried
Then she laughed.
ny, you are younger than I am."
added Clara., taking her cue from Rob
bie. '"tguesa you are-only about 10
years old. You musn't pretend that you
are my mamma,', little girl; lt'a not
right" - ..- '
"But, bless my soul, I am your mam-
rna."-Cried Mra. Miller, gasping Jm
right Into the house, and we will tell
you all about It."
Not much!"1 cried Robbie, pretending
to Be "alarmed. "You want to get ua
into the house, and then pop will be
after us with a atick. You klda can't
play any gam Ilka 'That.' .
"We're no kids." interrupted Mr.
Miller,: grinning, "I'll -show you In a
ralnifte-who I am; you come along Into
ths house." '. .. , .-
"I guesa I am not-afraid of a little
shrimp like you," retorted Robbie, eye-
lng his father, carefully,-, "You, .can't
take any gad to me, you. know. "
Mr. Miller: snorted end then ' turned
pale. ' He" suddenly realised that his son
waa taller and atronger than he. "See
here,'" he added, after - a, pause.n.-nm
your father, although you are bigger
than I., and so. must mind" 'me. This
little girl here Is your-mother, and she
must be obeyed." . . . T.-
""All right, but you musnf get sassy!"
replied-his son. "Wa biff boys don't
want any back" talk from littler kids."
When .they all were Indoors and the
Children had -a good look at their won
derfully changed parents, the alteration
was found to be moat amsxlng;. yet with
It all any one who had known -them
wouliT easily have recognised ".Mr. ; nd
Mrs. Miller without much trouble so
tha children admitted at last that they
were convinced of the truth of their
parents' statements. They had been
changed Into - hula-children, certainly;
but when Mr. Miller lighted hla pipe all
of them laughed, for, after all, while
they had been made young again, all
their habits and their manner of talking
and acting were the same as before In
many ways, it waa such a funny mix
ture of youth and age that they wer
continually roaring at the queer thlnga
that happened. After a while Robbie
told about all tha wonderful bottles,
and then-his father demanded to sea
them. 1 ; '
VI hardly think It's safe to let such a
small Joy monkey with such things,
said Robbie, very, soberly.
"Consarn It!" shouted , Mr. Miller,
dancing up-rfid down, "don't you talk
like that any more, or there will be
trouble! Bring on your old bottles!"
When the bottles had been produced.
"nd MrMlller re.ld ths letter of thfold
erman wlsard, he sat thinking for ' a
time and then said:
"You acted very foolishly, and it la
lucky that' you happened to hit upon
these twrr bottlesotherwtMwe"m1ght
all have been changed Into atranga ani
mals. I remember bearing talee., about
old VncleGesundheit turning people
Into wolves, birds and cata, and now I
believe he could Jloany thing. It would
be folly to attempt to do anything with
those without the Red Book, for . mis
takes might be fatal. Now that we
really know ' the secret of two of the
bottles we can do what we will with
them, but I shall lock the others up In
tha chest until the book is found."
--'I r think -we -ought- to give the--old
horse and the two cowa some of thst
stuff," suggested Mrs. Miller, laughing.
"The'are certainly pretty old.'!-.
" "That's a good idea, and I'll do It in
the morning." .
'-'And-give, them -soma ef the perfect
tng stuff, too," said Clara. "They aln t
any too fine, you know." -
Now that-all of tha magic fluid of
youth had vanished, and there was no
longer hope of having fun with that,
Robbts ssld: i -
"Too bad it's gone!- But we still have
the other stuff, snd perhaps-we tan get
a lot of fun out of that, perfecting ail
Sorts of , thlnga." ;
"Yes, and we have a lot of other
things; but I am thinking now of some
th!ns mors than having fun," .. replied
repeated leason. .
Ths man who gambles must Inevit
ably lose. No matter how honest hi
may be at tha outset, the end Is sura
disaster. Losing his own money, hai
tempted" "ta rob others,' hoping to re
cuperate his losses and make good, but
It la contrary to nature, Snd the collapse
Comes,-. .... ... . .', .
Why do men with good salaries and
wealth at their command speculate and
tempt rovhrne ss this man did? Is It
possible for a man to be' satisfied? It
seems not.- The Insatiable greed, the
Insane passion for accumulation, the
raging. Insatiable appetite., for more
money, "the wild.' eager desire to get
rich quickly Is. a passion Hint seems
to be inherent ' to ths blood in these
days. . . - ';
hls father.. "Now that, we are young -
again and havaprobably" many long
years ahead of us, we must try to mend
our affairs. I see a Way to make the .'
farm pay splendidly and tomorrow I am
going to start a new sort ef cattle-ralalng"-Tha
circus comes to town. In V
the early hours, and I'll trade our per- .
fected horse for a couple of oldj-broken-
down circus critters, then we will per
fect them and keep a-tradlng, two for
one. untl) we have 1.009 head of horses."
"That's a grand Idea!- orled Robbie.
Let's get to work at once.": ' . -
They hastened to the tumbledown
barn and gave the old horse aome oata..
sprtnkled with the magic fluid. It was
then very late, and all were sleepy- and
glad -enough to hurry to bed. T
In- the morning Robbie' awoke to find
that Clara had placed Baby Pllas be-'
aide him, and was speaking to . him, ' '
laughing ths while. - , , '
.-"Mamma and papa were, squabbling In
bed about, getting up to make the tire,"
said she.- "Mamma nays she's too Jit
tie, and papa thinks he's too feeble; so -I
guess you will have to do It". ' "'
"I never thought ' that would be the
reault of all this!" groaned Robbie, as ...
be slowly got up and dressed. ,, .irv -.
He went to tha barn, and trfere stood
a - horse thst was so splendid as to -stsrtle
him. He loudly- yelled for ' his .
father, who was so amazed that ha al
most fell over. ..
"Why. that horse .Is worthtwo or
threa ' thousand '""dOTlarTTie shouledT--We
must get together all-"the old, :
broken-down plugs in the neighborhood.
at oncer ; '
Immediately after breakfast the two
boys, father and son. hastened to the
headquarters of ths ulrcus fiaoplev-where
in a few minutes they had traded the-.
nobla horss for seven ordinary steeds. -much
to ths delight of the olrcus men.
Then home -they rode quickly, and -f ed
the perfecting Mixture , to the old
horses. At noon Frsns appeared on the
acene ready to assist,-and he tpld them -
of hla parents' delight, but said that
it had taken him two hours to make '
them believe his story.
"Don't tell how it happened," aald
Mr. Miller. "If you do, we-wlll have
everybody who has any complaint (and
everybody-- hss something the matter
with, him, you know) after ua to cure '""'
them and make them perfect So keep,
the secret." "
- "I shouldn't -wonder if; you could msks"
a million dollars doing that very thing." -suggested
Frans. "It might be better .
than perfecting horses!"
"Doubtless." replied Mr. Miller.: "But -think
of the envy and heartburning
that might . result If soma wera made
aa perfect as - you are. for Instance,
while others remained crippled and dis
torted. No; horses won't mske people
discontented, for we are all used to see
ing animals fsr more perfect than men
and womeav'We must never, let any
body" know about tha Perfecting Mix-
ture at all. - .. - L ----: J
In the af ternooiuthey rode away with,
tha seven transformed horses prsnclng -and
"curvetting In all the pride of their
youth, and two hours later they were"
seenicadtng home tt-gcragglyold '
wrecks, which next morning were '
turned Into equine beauties of such
msgniflcenoe that both father and son
decided that they need no longer trade,
but could-seH-nhlgh prices. So-they
took their stock to the great city, where
the horses created auch excitement that
their pictures were printed In the pa- ' '---pers.
In two weeks they hsd made an
ilmmense fortune, and then they- found
that they had used up every drop of
the mixture. ' - . 4 .
:-"Well,'JaldMr.-Mlller. "wi h'ava -
'four of tha finest horses In all tha world
for our own use. snd all the money we
Want, so we can't complain. The
money will last uWHTTour lives, and
now we'll go In for enjoyment." '
And sorttiny-dia. on -thntr f arm y oti
may see thn -most magnificent roller
coasters and merry-go-rounds, swings
and miniature railways, pleasure boats
and Ice oreara soda fountalna In all tha
wide world, and to every child for miles
around all these things are free." 1 do
not suppose you will find anywhere suoh" -a
center of hesrty enjoyment, and my
only , wish Is that you jhay happen to-1
visit tha neighborhood soma time to See
for yourselves that I am speaking noth-. ,
lng but' tha truth.
- WALT MDOUGALth .
It la not slone that the man himself
suffers. It is ths ruin to innocent per-,
sons allied with him, ths shock to pub
lid confidence, the revelation of the
hypocrisy - n4 - deceit - practiced before :
the world. ' All ths goodness and In
tegrity of hla past Ufa. all the kindness
and Humanity of former daya, tha record
of 40 years of decent and respectable
living are of no avail In this moment
of disgrace. Who knows how , many
others-there a'rsu who hava also been
on ths verge of ruin by the speculation
in "May wheat." Blgelow'a esse Is
wsrnlng to nil who tempt fortune In
"corner" on -a staple commodity. The
man 1s a foot who thinks he can com
pete with Ood and nature In an attempt
to corner tha bread of ths nation. ,
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