The Bennington evening banner. (Bennington, Vt.) 19??-1961, 1909-02-02
how he BROKE:
INTO BUSINESS
Tho story OF q College Youth end
Corporation chief.
BY Ralph E. Heron,

BY Ralph E. Heron.
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Once there was a young man who
applied for a position with a greal
orporation
The boss of the works gazed at the
foung man incredulously.
You say you are from colleges" he
sked sharply.
Yes, sir" the young man answered
eadily.
The questioner glanced susplciouslJ
{ the applicants feet.
Yet" he said, doubtfully, you do
,ot turn up your pants way to the
knee"
40" the boy admitted, somewhat
h4mefacJdly.
And see you don't wear an.
)f those when-freedomfrom
tain.height socks" the bther con
tinued.
No" the applicant faltered.
And you haven't got the peaches
part Of Joseph coat tied around yom
hatband' the man OF business oh
served stinglngly
The collegian was vislbly annoyed
Il have forgotten what our college
oolors were" he replied with some
dignity.
And your clothes seem TO fit you
all right" the great man continued.
The youth grew crimson in the face
at this center shot lie moved un.
easily
Il hope, sir" he said, that you
don't doubt my word.
The boss frowned heavily
Young man. he said sternly, ap-
pearins moi to notice the question, do
you smoke bulldog pipe?
No
Can you roll u cigarette"
Not to save my life"
Belong 10 a lrat?'
Never
Can you give your college yell?'
y don't know it.
The corporation chieftain unused
thoughuuliy moment. A new idea
seemed to strike him and ne leaned
forward with a look of interest on his
keen face.
An! Low have it" he began in a
low tone. 1t is the last I'VE nlinu.es
of the game. They are OH your i've
yard line with the ball and your ROOF
ers sit dumb in the terrible suspense
The ball is passed. There is a iata
tumble. But you are on The spot
Grasping the pigskin, you dash from
the mass and down the teld Blu
hold. There is yet one man in The
way. He crouches low. You leap des
perately, and kicking in his iron
,eeth, pass over his PROSTATE bod
and plant the oval between the posts
The crowd goes wild, and the rah-ra.
boys carry you on their shoulder
from the field
The young man bowed his head.
Il didn't play football, he sal,
sadly.
No? This is it. then" the ques
toner went ON dreamily 1T is
splendid crowd, but they sit dazed an'
disappointed The debaters from tn
other college have presented argu
ments that appear unanswerable am
it seems certain that they shall win
You have five minutes to close tn,
debate. You mount the platioul, an,
as you raise your hand deathly husl
comes over the audience, already IN
der the spell of your noble presence
and magnificent bearing Suddenl,
you open your lips and pour forth
torrent of burning words which with
ers the sophistry of your opponents
You close with burst of incandescen
eloquence which brings the audience
to their feet The judges, sob1nl
with emotion, decide in your fayo
without leaving their seats, and th'
debate Is won"
1T wasn't l." the young man re
piled. YEARLY.
The magnate was speechless for
moment, but with an effort he recoy
cred himself.
Young man." he said sternly. "yol
have made an awful mistake. Yol
came here this morning to apply for
position In me you fancied that yol
saw q person of childlike trust ant
simple credulity, Immediately yol
sought to curry favor by representing
yourself as a college man But yol
have not deceived me- You lac
every mark OF the higher education
and culture. There Is nothing in you
dress or appearance to indicate tina
you have a corner on the knowledg
market. You have experienced non
OF the triumphs which fall to the 10
of the up-todate seeker after wisdom
In short am convinced that you ar
an impostor.'
A half sob escaped the young mar
lie made a wild gesture OF despair
yet he said nothing.
Tie ether was 'pltlleas
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