The Starkville news., 1917-11-09
VIII To Work

a contributes, whenever j said. l
can't do It," u got the familiar answer
"Where there's win there's way
Last week Igot It sgain, this time from
q keen-eyed. earnest clergyman, the
head OF one OF our large city missions
HE read behind my apathy the de
spondency of failure, and when rose
with dull 'Thank you," to his re-
ply that there was no position open
10 me, he said abruptly: "sit down"
Then he told me story after story OF
men. today known and respected I'm the
business world, who were once down
and out" This was the last; / win
tell It In his words:
"a man went TO see O friend Of mine,
also clergyman. He wanted JOB.
He was pretty seedy-hfs shoes were
shabby. his collar soiled, his suit un-
pressed
"'There's no use trying, anyway
he declared with twisted smile. THE
whole rotten worlds run by graft. "To
everyone that hath shall be giyen"-
you know the rest--Sbut from him that
hath not" Wei, there's always the
river
"The clergyman said nothing, hut
looked steadily at tie speaker. Tha
man sQuirmed. fumbsed with hts hat,
gazed at the floor, a the pictures, aE
the window--anywhere exeept into the
other mans eyes He knew he had
whined like a coward.
"sMy man. said the minister finally.
you're down on your luck. You feel
that your life Is futile, that nobody
needs you. What you need is work.
not money. You've loafed; you've ac-
CURED the habit Of loafing and hck+
Ing. Now, IL ! give you something
to do, will you do It? NO matter how
silly II may seem, will You do itY
"'Ye-es,' came the hesitating an
sweF.
"3Good! Take that brick and he
pointed to one lying loose in the fire.
place, .and carry Il all around Madison
squares then come back.
s"The man felt foolish Re be picked
up the brick. He felt more foolish
when the elevator boy saicsereds Dat
he remembered that In his gchool days
he had never refused 9 ohellengas and
he vowed he would see II through.
Solemniy he crossed the park and
paced round the square, carrying his
burden pnst grinning oniooksrs with
as much soiicitude as IL 1t had been
Of gold instead OF common red clay.
When he returned his shoulders were
straighter. He looked pleased Wits
himself. though somewhat sheepish.
"'Hello. so you've done it' Well
don't you feel betterT
sTe did-undeniabiy. He had not
one cent more in his pocket, but he had
fergotten that ne was hungry in eosse
centrating upon the brick.
"Ali right: now here is another job
Take these two dollars. SO 10 tirsss
class coffee merchants, buy all you
(sNL Ut IkkftI pSsk AAhSS ut NeAA-O8 Ns@6f
them for some small bags and strings,
and do It mp into Quarter-pound pack.
ages. Go up TO Park avenue, ring the
basement doorben OF each house aaa
say to the servant who comes to the
door:
"'Madam, am introducing a very
excellent brand OF coffee. This is
sample package OF a quarter OF q
pound. ] should not sell IL IL vers
not convinced that 1t is something yaa
will be glad to try. If you do not Ike
1t I should never try 20 sell Il TO yoa
again. Charge enough TO make two
cents on each sale. Then go back asa
buy some more"
The narrator stopped and smiled
uuizzic:lliy. "T don't know the rest Of
the story. like to think the man
made good; like 20 think that he Ia
prosperous salesman of high-grade
eoffaes and teas today. But that's not
the point. You are writer and yeu
want JOB. Here is story FOR yos-
Use it or not, as you choose. think
you, too, can make good. Gocd-dayT
>-Yauth's Companion.