The Evening statesman. [volume] (Walla Walla, Wash.) 1903-1910, 1905-05-13

It's too early" observed the Gerber
us. 1t isn't harvest time yet. We are
waiting until autumn, when they turn
into yellow backs. What's the use of
gathering five and ten dollar bills.
when by waiting four or five months
you can gather fifties and hundreds?"
"Pne-e-ow!" whistled Jimmieboy.
Fifty dollar bills growing on trees.
That's perfectly bully. What do you
call those trees, Mr.. Cerberus? %
The long green tree replied the
Cerberus. Its a development of the
green bay tree. You've heard of flour
ishing like green bay tree, haven't
your
Yes" said Jimmieboy, often"
We'll, the people who run Trustland
took the green bay tree and treated it
scientifically in the hope of getting a
greenback tree. They watered it per-
slstently, they got lot of grafters to
work on it and graft it all over, they
kept it well pruned and then watered
it some more, and before long they had
developed it into the long green trees
that you now see, sprouting forth mill
lions every season."
why, it's wonderful CALCULATED
Jimmieboy
outsiders think so,' said the Ger
berus, but here in Trustland we don't
think it's so everything. Our managers
have discovered certain natural prin-
ciples which, properly applied, bring
about certain seemingly wonderful re-
suits, that's all. Take, for instance,
their conversion of Hot Air into Trust
int no
mon and preferred, and thence into
gold. All it required was a little nerve,
some paper and as much hot air as
they could lay hands on. We can coin
dollars out of vacuums in here, and I
don't believe the day is very far off
when they'll be making silk purses out
of Virginia mans. They've already
manufactured a needle with an eye big
enough for a camel to go through
What's the good of that?" demand
ed Jimmieboy.
None to most people, observed the
Cerberus, with a broad grin, but there
are some men in our board of direc-
tors who seem to think that it might
come in handy some day. Important
things might depend on driving a cam
ell through a needles eye; you can
never tell. But, come, my boy, you
must not waste your time taking to
me. You've got long and difficult
journey ahead Of you, and you'd better
be starting along. Just let me fit you
out with a pair of colored goggles to
take the glare off your eyes, and then
you can start out without fear Of be-
! ing blinded
Whereupon the kindly old fellow
placed a fine pair of gold trimmed
glasses on Jimmieboy's nose, and babe
him look through them.
My" said Jimmieboy, as he obeyed
the Cerberus' command. What a diff
ference. 1t takes all the glare off,
doesn't it?'
YES" said the Cerberus, makes the
| things look more reasonable, doesn't
| IT,"
Indeed it does" said Jimmieboy.
| "They are pink, aren't they?"
"Yep!" said the Cerberus, with a
| twinkle in mis- eyes. They're pink.
Jimmieboy. They make things look
| kind of rosy, eh?"
Very rosy, indeed" said Jimmieboy
delightedly.
"All right" observed the Cerberus.
| THAT being the case, go ahead and in
vestigate."
And here the queer old beast, with
| deep chuckle turned on his heels and
returned to his place by the gate. while
Jimmieboy, armed with his pink Cog
giles, proceeded up the silver highway
into TruStland.
! Next Week-In the Tobacco Fields.
Princess Nicotine and her Maid Cigar