The New York herald., 1922-11-05

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glory"
They amt chanst. Ma" 1 says;
farmers amt never learnt how to do it,"
But after that 1 run into Jewish feller
that used to be in the fruit game in Muir
ray street himself, an he told me how it
was done It's as simple as steppin' on a
tack an makes a feller feel Just about as
prayerful. Ye see. when the stuff comes
to the dock. which is the sellin' headquar-
ters fer the club members. they's kind
of scale O. prices. confidential upset,
an except theys bare market when it's
every feller fer himself, it travels jest
about so. Whatever the price is nobody
worries much.
But this first turnover is what the farmer
gifts paid on. an it's KEEP as low as pos
sible SOS to leave margin fer the ground
an lofty tumblin' that they do afterward
II the price kim be KEEP down so low that
the farmer gifts back a freight debit instid
of check. then he's paid all the costs of
production an shipment an paid the COM
mission man fer losn' him money on II.
He sends in his check to make up the
loss an the dealer holds the stuff fer
nothin'. From that time on the gross re-
receipt is all velvet. No wonder that feller
agreed with me when said I was a
sucker.
But whatever the first price is, there's
where they start pyramidin' fer the con-
sumer Ye know they's a law to govern
this commission business I don't know
what commission man framed it, becus II
was passed a long time ago. 1t fixed 10
per cent. as legal commission, l guess,
but it certainly didn't say how many times
the stuff could be sold. an there's the meat
in the cocoanut.
At that time I was still simple enough
| to believe Fourth of July orations was
almost the voice from Sinai instid of merely
to show how fit the speaker was fer Con-
gress. Senst I've had chanst to figger
| out the workin's of the system 1 found
| out that such stuff is on'y KEEP on tap to
kid folks into thinkin' they're still livin'
| under a republican form of gov'ment. I
got 1t pretty clear in my head now why
this food machinery runs eternally without
any interference from anybody Poor OF
Monk Eastman - he was in the wrong
| take, him an all the other honest holdup
men of song an story. They want suffi
| ciently organized. They want coordinated
But don't you think fer a holy minute
that this ere malta amt to be reckoned
with. Listen here. neighbor of mine.
Jim Lacey, is what 1 call a good orchard
man. He'd bought run down place that
had a lot o fruit on it, The trees was
pretty we'll demoralized. but one block o.
| Grimes Golden was nice twenty-year-o
trees. an he got busy with 'em. He
sprayed 'em an sprayed 'em, till they was
clean as a new napkin. an he took off
about 400 bar'ls Of apples as smooth as
| wax.
| Its darn shame" Jim saws TO me ito
sacrifice that stuff to them commission
/ butchers to make four profits off of with
out turnin' hand or riskin' dollar. I'm
gonta see if I can't git somethin' fer 'em"
/ SO he come down to the city an went to
the buyer of one o. the biggest fancy
stores they is. an showed him some of
| the apples. The feller says if they was
all like that he'd take the hull lot. but he
wanted 'em i'm small shipments.
suit yerself" says jim: I'm send We
/ twenty bar'ls a week. All 1 wanted was
/ to git somethin' like a price fer EN-"
+ So he begun to ship. About the third
I lot. he got a short letter tellin' him they
wouldn't need no more. He come down to
/ New York an asked the feller what was
/ the matter with 'em. He said nothin' was
the matter with EN-. They was just what
I he wanted