The Birmingham age-herald., 1907-10-13
A Bad Rider.


 When David Hamilton Fulton, of the popular drug firm of Fulton Bros, first came to this city he walked. He walked for several years after his arrival, but by hard and consistent work he managed to reach the point where he could afford car fare about once a week. He was still not satisfied, and then he commenced to look around for a business that would pay handsome profits and still admit of his taking trip to the east each summer.
 He finally managed to bluff some one out of a paying drug business, and ever since that time good fortune has smiled on him. Of course there have been times when his bank account wis distress ingly overdrawn and then he would re- ceive a notice from the bank. couched: According to our books your account Is badly overdrawn. Of course we might be in error, but we hardly think so, in asmuch as we use an adding machine, and we have seen it proven time and again that figures do not tell fibs. Kindly let us know how your books stand"
 There was no earthly use for David to look over his books, because he knew all the time how they stood He trav- eled this road about three years, and for tune came after him in full blast and he was not slow in catching on. He got to the point where he could buy from whom he pleased, and what was more, could discount all of his bills. In order to get in good trim for the many things that were to happen in the near future, he sneaked off summer before last and spent three months at Virginia Beach. In speaking of the trip on his return he became very important and made the remark that he was very sorry that the Princess Anne hotel had burned, as there was no place for a man of his standing to stay and feel that he was in his proper element.
 The past summer was spent in Cali fornia and the Yellowstone Park, and he returned looking like a bondholder, the only difference between him and bond holder being that bondholder's clothes do fit and his do not.
 For all that, his friends have always voted him a good fellow, and he never would have lost their respect had he not gotten it into his head that he was com pelled to own a blooded horse. He sent off and bought horse, and honest to goodness that horse is the extreme limit.
 It looks something like a horse but acts like a mule MT. Fulton explained to d crowd of horsemen a few days ago that it's peculiar traits could easily be ac- counted for when it was known that 1t was descended from long line of blooded stock.
 The pedigree is entirely too long to be written here, but judging from the vivid description of its ancestors as given by Mir Fulton it must have come out of the ark When he first went in business he used to tell his clerks that he was going nome to dinner, but now he says that he is going out to lunch. Just shows what money in the bank will do.) Anyway, he started home to lunch, as all thorough breds have a habit of doing. and spied a blade of grass by the roadside. The horse stopped but MT. Fulton kept going, and when picked up he was just 10 feet from the horse He explained as best he could that he was not looking for such a sud den stop. and was not prepared Tor II. Outside of 8 broken rib. q spraned ankle and broken collarbone, he sustained no serious Injury. and his friends land ene-