The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1907-12-02
Fortunes Smile
The Inventive Intellect OF
Mrs. peavy

Unite depth OF ieeling, ne looked over
at Mrs, Peavy and sighed
Wei, Paul" said Mrs. Peavy. put
ting aside her needlework and folding
her hands on the table, how can we
get rich?'
That's It," said Mr.. Peavy, laugh
ing bitterly, "How?
! Lets think ii out" said Mrs Pea
| Wy In her practical manner. How do
people get rich?''
That's It again." complained Mr.
Peavy "How?'
There's Mr., Rockefeller unused
Mrs. Peavy How did he make his
money!"
/ TN the oil business"
Well she said smiling brightly,
IT'S an old saying that what one man
has done another can do Isn't there
some way you can start In the oil bust
ness, Paul9'
mot on the same scale. said Paul.
1T all depends on the scale, you
know
Very well. q much for the oil
business Now. what about the meat
trust? Could you start meat trust,
Paul."
1T takes too much capital sighed
Mr. Peavy You must think OF some
thing that requires no capital. That's
what you want to think Of
Then cried Mrs. Peayy, more
brightly than ever, I'VE must invent
something, Paul
Eyes, yes said Paul. but WHAT"
And from that moment the Peavy
family moved about wrapped In
thought. and when Mr. Peavy Went
down to fetch the coal he stood on
the stairs with the coalhod in his hand
for Ave full minutes graphing with
the genesis of thought. lie pulled
himself together with start, know
ing that Mrs Peavy was waiting for
the coal. but when he entered the
kitchen he found that lady In a rev.
erie with the stove litter in her hand
paul" she said, her voice shaking
slightly. Il believe I've got 1t
"Do you?" asked Paul in jealousy
Yes, she said, \ really believe
I've got It, | really believe ] have, "
What is II. them asked Paul, and
he sat down like a man who Is going
to have much real enjoyment In eX,
ploding a theory,
paul she said, I'D rather not tell
you now. | believe 1t would be .,nn,
lucky. I'll try il first and II L
works"
She fell into reyerie again
Though with a look on her face that
was almost smugnessl ard she seemed
to be so fnl Of her inspiration that
she might have stood forsa tableau Of
Embodied Thought, and when she
nut the coal on the fire it didn't ap.
near to be Mrs Peavy who was doing
the act but creative force, aud when
she shook the stove down a few mo-
mentg later it was as though inyeGt,
i've intellect we're shaking obstacles
ont of its path. ssa,s.
Yes she said, firmly, TIN sure
have it--sure,"
asked Mrs. Peavy-
Elves she allowed.
Mineral" asked Mr.. Peavy.
''No,"
"Animal?'
mo"
"Vegetable?"
Now. Paul. you mustn't ask me
any more questions. If II works you
shall see IL tomorrow night. Now,
that's all I'm going to tell you"
"Um," said Mr., Peavy; IA manu-
featured article. vegetable substance
Is 1t a INJURY sa
But to this and all subsequent ques-
lions Mrs. Peayy answered never a
gord. but preserved silence so irris
Eating and yet withal so portentous
and mystifying that when Paul came
home next night his first words were:
We'll, did it work."
Did IT." cried Mrs. Peavy, her eyes
shining. But you must have your
supper hrst. Paul, and then III shoY
you"
"And is il go?' asked Mr..
Peayy. sitting down, honestly and
truly
is it, she cried Paul! How
much does II cost to take one of those
tours around the WORLD"
20. = lot of money" said Mr.. Peavy.
Why"
20 nothing" she said her eyes
sparkling. You eat your soup. ~.
DO you Ike those great big automo-
blles. Paul? Would you hike TO have
one for your very own
Il wouldn't mind. said Mr. Peavy.
why"
%, nothing, she said, smiling glee
fully. "You eat your fish Il
must be nice to wake up in the morn
ing on your own private yacht and
catch trout and salmon for breakfast,
en-. PAUL."
Great" said Paul. Why" a.
Ana being unable TO restrain her
ser any longer she arose from her
chair. beckoned Mr. Fesvy n follow
her and led the way into the kitchen
Look" che whispered
Paul looked. Fastened on the spout
81 the kettls was q toy windmill frts
with wire in such a position that A
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