The Forrest City times. [volume] (Forrest City, Ark.) 1871-1919, 1899-09-01
WILL GIVE LUCK A CHANCE.
= Ma" Who Tried Hard work with
Wells and Lightning Rods
md windmillS.

Il used to think that hard work
counted for more than luck. said the
man who had thrown-down appear
anee, but after bucking against the
ldea Tor ten years Eve had to give up.
M out of a job and dead broke, but I'm
gong to walk around on my uppcrs and
see what luck will do for me.
Il went into drive wells a few wears
ago, he continued, as he jingled three
or four cents in his palm. bought the
right for four counties in Kansas and
could see $1,000 profits year. Put in
my last dollar and started out to drive.
In driving a well for farmer YOU may
calculate on hitting water within 80
feet. That's what you base on when
you figure on the job. A farmer won't
pay by the foot. It's so much for well
yielding all the water he wants. put
down 80 feet of my first well and only
struck dust. l went down 60 feet and
could smell little dampness. The pipe
was down full hundred feet before we
got water / put down IA wells and was
teetotally busted. had picked out the
counties myself, but they were the
dryest in the state, drove 40 feet Of
pipe for the last without getting any
water.
Then l turned to lightning rods.
got an agency and an outfit and started
out to do the farmers of Illinois. Say,
you may not believe me, but out of ten
barns viii / l protected in one town.
ship eight were struck by lightning
during one storm. The farmers got
after me in a mob, and, besides having
my leg broken and my nose knocked
out of plumb, l was hauled into court
and broken up in business.
las soon as could limp around again
/ got the agency of windmill for part
of Indiana. The only one put up was
for an old farmer who wanted it to drive
saw for cutting wood. had to war
rant so much power, you see, and he
had his saw ready as soon as the wind
mill was up. All the time we were put
ting up the mill it blew a gale. but No
sooner had we finished than the gals
dropped to zephyr. Say, now, well for
Is straight days there wasn't wind
enough to ruffle duck pond, and the
farmer declared my mill fraud and
made me take it down.
After I'd been out of job for year
an old uncle started me in the chicken
business. Ever figure on it? Bless
your heart, but the man who can't fig
ure out clear profit OF $4,000 year
has no, business to live. There are so
many hens. so many eggs, so many
chickens. Easiest thing in the world to
figure on, especially where an incu.
bator goes with it. I leased five acres
OF ground, got an incubator and 200
| hens, and for a few days L had my hat
on my ear. Did you ever hear of the
chicken disease called pip? Well, il
broke out among my hens, and they
went pip! pop! till the last one turned
| up her toes. / didn't get two dozen
| eggs out of the whole lot. Then fell
back on my incubator to hatch and
grow new lot. Hatched out $50 little
chicks. and then-p.ease excuse my
emotions. One day that Incubator blew
| up with bang and scattered my hen
| farm all over the county and laid me up
in bed for three months.
Il have been offered a patent churn,
| washing machine and a hay fork
agency, but have respectfully declined.
No more hard work for me. I'm walk.
ing around looking for lost pocketbooks
and big rewards, and / count on luck to
uncover gold mine or notify me of o
legacy."-N. Y. Sun.