Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1921-06-21
AS THE PEOPLE VIEW 1T

! to the full realization that after all
was still in the good old grocery
business, amid the homely and
homelike surroundings of tho past
generations, and, bounding up, |
cried, "'Give me another horse!
Bind up my wounds! Richard is
himself againH Away with indo-
lence! l will no longer spend my
time seeking the lever which Ar
chimedes sought, to succeed in
moving the world. l am going to
quit chewing the rag and go to
work, without remorse for the
past, with confidence in the pres
ent and full Of hope for the flu
ture."
"Of course" he said, there are
many changes instantly occurring
in business. one of the changes
which came upon the wholesale
grocers happened few years ago
when they found themselves in po-
sition to make more money than
they ever knew was in the world
before. They grew fat, lazy, and
indifferent, careless and bilious,
and of course completely clogged
up, and indifferent to labor. When
adversely came they began to pout.
1 was as bad as the worst, and af-
ter my fling among the bright
lights of high and easy finance,
concluded 1t was time to take a
dose of salts and I didn't stop at
EPSON salts, either, but swallowed
a big dose of Glauber's, for l knew
needed a real horse remedy. Now
feel better and am back in the
harness once more. I realize that
| didn't work very hard for my
money during the war. l was a
victim Of circumstances or a bene-
ficiary Of war conditions. l made
it in spite of the fact that l was
neither particularly prudent mer-
chant nor a shrewd trader. More
over l made it with less effort than
ever before in my life and as
matter Of fact premium had been
put upon recklessness and the
plunger was the biggest winner.
But why Is it now necessary to sit
around in sack-cloth and ashes
content in reciting together in dole
full cadence the litany of business
practice and absorbing the back
wash of reconstruction when the
inviting and diverting field of hard
labor, that panacea for all ills, Is
holding out it's arms open to us?
Great minds are bent upon great
the solution of which
will be of immense value, but in
the meantime, me? I'm going to
work, by Heck! Time was when
grabbed my hat and ran out every
time saw knot Of people on the
corner. / was part of the mob,
wild eyed and curious, sucked into
that vortex when the Gentle
crowds the Jew, the Christian
treads the heels of the infidel, the
Irish joins the Dutch and the
chumps predominant. 1 was away
so much and was so busy chasing
an ignis fatuus through the SOM
bre swamps of trade and search
ing the obscure corners Of the
earth for something's knew not
the office boy finally
draped my chair in crepe and put
an immortelle on my desk. Then
I took my dose of salts and sought
my equilibrium. My business is
good in it's old-fashioned way. It's
not as good as it will be and not
as good as it would have been If
| had put in my usual twelve hours
work, but I'm going to resume, and
I think it was some senator who
said, The way to resume is to re-
80 the pure limpid stream, when
foul with stains,
Of rushing torrents and descending
rains,
Works itself clear as it runs, re-
fines
Till by degrees the floating mir
ror shines"