San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1897-04-17
REVENGE ON A SNOB.
GETTING EVEN WITH A NEIGH8OR
WHO PUT ON AIRS.

The Man Who Made His Money Had
Grudge Against the One Who Inherited
weaIth-A Patent Medicine and the Bill
poster Did the Trick.
This time the drummer was a travel
ing salesman for large drug firm in
Philadelphia, and he was, as he put it,
merely knocking around New York to
see if his goods were drug in the mar
ket or not.
1.-The meanest, low down kind of re-
venge l ever heard Of one man taking
on another, he was saying when the
conversation had got around to the an
ecdOtal stage, was told me the other
day. won't mention names of persons
or places, for the parties are still living,
but dozen years ago there was hurled
at the great American public through
the newspapers from every dead wall i'll
the city and every fence and barnsido
III the country, i'll millions of pamphlets
and pictures, and by every means known
to the skilled advertiser with unlimited
capital, the name and virtues Of a med
icine that would cure all the ills that
flesh is heir to, and this valuable truth
was heralded forth with all painful and
realistic details until it actually made
the reader feel as if he needed some Of
the cure all as soon as he could get to it.
"In some sections Of the country the
landscape was alive with the glittering
and glazing advertising of this wonder
full mcdicament, and in one particular
city and state it seemed as if every
available inch Of unoccupied territory
was covered with notices of it. Bigger,
too, than the name of this medicine was
the name of this Napoleon of public
benefactOrs, this healer of mankind, the
great discoveTer and Blanks Whatever
twas, and Blanks Whatever-it-was
was far more in evidence as Blanks
than as Whatever-it-wa
''In the meantime one man in the city
referred to above was crashing his teeth
and pulling his hair out by the follitles,
and another man was laughing his lungs
out. And why? Because one was the
revenger, and the other was the re.
vengee
And the nub of it is herein, Blank
was a wealthy man in the city Of Name
less, where the ads showed up the thick
est, and he was ultra swell and I'M
American and looked down upon earned
wealth as compared with the inherited
kind-he being an inhcritor. He snub-
bed most of his fellow citizens when he
had the chance, but he was particularly
ready to down the man who was the ar
Chitect of his own fortunes. He who
made money was too utterly vulgar for
anything Across the street from him
lived one of the kind he disliked so hear
lily, and this man was a millionaire ALL
gentleman He hadmade every cent re
possessed and made it honestly, and a
snob was one of the objects in life he
was cunning for peTpetually.
And Blank was one he had it in for
more than all the others, for Blank he
had with him always. He didn't know
just how he was going to obtain his OBJ
ject i'll life, but he waited and trusted
in Providence, and one day it came tc
him in the shape Of formula offered tc
him by prominent physician who rec.
commended it as very nearly an infalli
BILE remedy in certain cases. He listened
quietly, said nothing, took the formula,
made up his mind and one Sunday morn
ing every Sunday newspaper III the city
of Nameless and in all the cities in the
United States fairly blossomed with the
circus bill posters of Blanks Wonderful
Whatever-it-was, and Blank woke up t
find himself famous. He tore the car
pets up in his vain pawings to assuag,
his wrath, but that did no good, for be
fore the week was out there wasn't
spot ON earth within reach Of Blank!
eye that didn't carry the hateful thiuy
to glare at him and make his life
mockery and bitterness.
His was a proud name to be thu
dragged through the mire of vulgu
printers ink, but he had no recourse
for the other man had found anothe
l.