Medford mail tribune., March 24, 1963, Image 47

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Wouldn't you rather
use Tampax?
Come now, aren't you really fed
up wilh other methods of sanitary
protection?
Haven't you had it with chafing
. . . irritation odor ... all the
unpleasantries of time-of-the-month
problems?
Tampax8 internal sanitary pro
tection is invisible and unfelt when
in place. It prevents odori
from forming by prevent-1
ing exposure to the air. It I
r givesyou so much freedom,
you're hardly aware of differences
in days of the month. What on
earth are you waiting for?
Perhaps you feel internal pro
tection is not for you. Tampax was
invented by a doctor for the bene
fit of alt women, married or single,
active or not. It has a silky applica
tor that is firm enough, smooth
enough, to make insertion simple.
But don't take our word for it
try it! Try Tampax this very
month. Trying it doesn't commit
you to it. We doubt seriously, how
ever, that you'll ever go back to
"the other way." Tampax Incor
porated, Palmer, Mass.
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now used by nulliona of women S
inm Co., IMt. L, Koctvon, I
THE YEAR WAS 1922, the
place was Fresno, the char
acter was 13 years old, the
event was the lightning-swift
recognition by him of a man
in the world at last who really
knew what it was all about.
The name of this man wag William
Saroyan. He was walking at the time
and he said, "Croak, that's me. Am-I
the man who knows what it's all
about?"
He was.
The way it happened was this.
The world was cold, crazy, and
crooked it was so cold, so crazy, and
so crooked it was all anybody could do
to get up in the morning even. It
didn't seem worth the bother. Being
asleep seemed a million times better.
All the same, he got up every morning
and tried again.
The trouble was he didn't know
what he was trying for.
It seemed to be money, because he
always needed money, his whole fam
ily always needed money, everybody
' he knew always needed money, but he
knew it wasn't money. Selling papers
every day made him feel he was get
ting somewhere, but he knew it was
only to the bakery for bread, and that
wasn't what he was trying for, either.
Was it shoes? Well, shoes were fine,
but all you had to do to get shoes was
take enough money to a shoe store and
buy a pair, so it couldn't be shoes.
Was it a house? Well, a house was
always a good idea, but having a house
was nothing more than having money
with which to buy a house, so it
couldn't be a house, either.
Was it importance? Well, of course
every man in the world ough t to be im
portant, but how important can any
body possibly be without making a fool
of himself, so it couldn't be impor
tance, either.
Was it power? Well, being strong
in body was always sensible, but what
good could it do to be strong in body
and weak in mind? In any case, he was
strong, certainly strong enough for all
practical purposes. He had absolutely
no wish to order people around, or to
scare them, or to make them work for
him for nothing, or to punish them,
or anything else stupid like that, so
of course it couldn't be power, either.
Was it handsomeness?- Well, of
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By WILLIAM SAROYAN
Novolld ("TIm Hunan Conway) and playwright ("Th Tim ot Your Lift"); author of th.
ractntf pubfihod autobiography, "Horn Com, Thora Con You Know Who"
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