The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1884-01-17
THE GREATEST OF ALL.
That Which Comes Before Muscle,
Nerve or Brain--The Stomach.

Mercy, how these fellows ate, how
peremptory they were in order, how
eager in contemplation, how earnest
in cutting up, how vigorous in putting
down. They hurried through the oper-
alton as though they were having q
tooth pulled, and the quicker it was
over the better. / was particularly
struck by one man who finished a pork
pie. a cup of custard, some cold coffee,
and fifteen or twenty pieces of cheese
in less time, was going to say, than
it takes me to tell it, who asked, while
the tumbler was still resting in his
mouth and the milk was gurgling down
his throat Check, please, and, snatch
ing out the other hand for the ticket as
he moved away, pressing his fingers
into his side-pocket for change with
which to pay. No wonder iver-pills
are sold by the billions, no wonder
stomachic regulators of various sorts
and kinds find quick and ready sale,
no wonder doctors retire rich, no won
der, indeed, that our graveyards grow
and our cemeteries extend their boun-
daries year by year. 1t apparently
makes no difference what time. of year
it is, the icy breath of winter, the
sweltering of dog-day August, the las
situde-breeding fogs of spring, and the
pleasant atmosphere of autumn, each
in its way inspires appetite and drives
the human race pell-mell into the mod
ern restaurant New York is a great
place for restaurants. We have them
sidewalk, or, for that matter, a lower
il, Ill IL,
his fragrant cobs from the curb of the
pavement, through many, many styles
and ranks until we reach those gilded
palaces where luxury is the normal
condition and extravaganza the custom
ary rule. The great physical sin to-day
is against the human stomach. Sins
against the ten commandments, we are
told, can be forgiven, sins against hu-
man laws can be expiated, sins against
individuals may be cOndoned, but sin
against the stomach remains uncancel-
ed and unforgiven. A disorded stom-
ach breeds disease of every sort and
kind; it unmans the nerves, it unbal-
ances the brain; it dims the eye, it par
alyzes the ear, and makes life so wretch
ed that the conundrum often rises: 'Is
it worth while to 60 through so much
to gain so little in the end?"
Everybody has his nostrum. All the
way from hot-water baths inside to
red-fannel bandages outside there can
be found doctors, nurses, patent-medi-
cine men, old women prescribe this,
that and the other. l pity the man
whose stomach is out of order. John
Gilbert, whose stomach is a long one,
looks as though he had never been
troubled. envy such as he. / envy
Gen. Grant, who smokes from morning
until night and drinks from night to
morning. l envy Ben Butler, whose
stomach capacity is simply eminent.
People talk about Beecher and Beech
er's brain. l concede Beecher and
Beecher's brain, but what gave him one
or the ULherr Without doubt Beecher 8
stomach. Next time you see him on
the platform, in the pulpit, or bowling
down the street like a tremendous
lightning express under full headway,
take him in. Look at his magnificent
head thickly thatched with whitening
hair, see his furrowless forehead, mark
the keen glitter of his full blue eye, see
the ruddy hot glow rushing through
his rosy cheeks, mark the leonine as
pect of his entirety. What is it? Brain,
muscle, nerve, disposition? Nonsense,
it's stomach!-Nee0 York Letter.