The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1924-06-26
Just as
q Man
Thinketh
By NORRIS SCHULTZ

II ENNEIH DONGLAS dlpludCAC'
"a the studio of Cyril Blair deferen
: TALLY, for all his millions. He was
little man with a paunch, and the mos
prosaic of occupations-in fact, he was
the manufacturer Of the Dunglas pill
warranted to cure all ailments eXcepI
enlarged joints. AS a matter of fact
the Dunglas pill cured enlarged joints
about as well as it cured anything
that is to say, it was four-ffths mag
ination and one-ffth harmless drugs.
Mr.. Blair?7 he asked the wild.
eyed, shock-headed man who looked
out of the room, wondering where he
bought his orange tie from. We'll,
I'm Kenneth Dunglas, manufacturer Of
Dunglas' pill. You've heard of meY'
I've swallowed you" answered
Blair. you're good for painters
cramp."
Painters cramp? Now that's a
new n on me- said Dunglas. II
must put that on my advertisements.
Well, Mr.. Blair, I've always envied
you artists. Though brought up to
make Dunglas' pill, I assure you I feel
hOnOred to meet"
"Say no more" said Blair, clasping
his hand warmly. "a man who is the
maker of such a commodity as yours
is a world benefactor. As a matter of
fact, l have often wished that in youth
l had chosen the less ornate but more
lucrative"
"Quite So" said Dunglas. "Well,
Mr.. Blair, I want you to paint a pic
ture for me. Pretty girl swallowing
one of our pills. Wen supply the title.
What would your terms be?"
"What, degrade my art by ommer-
cialism?" shouted Blair. "Paint-pill
advertisements? Not for $4,000r
"Then let's say FIVE" said Dunglas
persuasively. "Only, you understand,
it must look like a girl taking a pill
and not like a centipede waving its
legs. Our public wouldn't understand
that
The bargain was struck. On the APP
pointed day Dunglas went to see the
picture. He started back in horror.
You've given her a scowl!" he
shouted.
"All people, even pretty girls, scowl
when they're taking pills"
mot the Dunglas pill. They smile.
Mr.. Blair, you haven't caught the spirit
of the thing. Otherwise you've got
down fine. Now here's my proposal.
You put in a week working in the fac
tory. Get the spirit of the pill firmly
into your frame. Then you'll feel like
executing the commission again. Five
thousand more. What DO you say?"
The bargain was struck again.
Blair went into the factory and Dung
las went home. But as soon as he ar
rived the idea began to prey on him.
had dabbled in painting in his
youth, and now, yielding to the ire
;istible urge, he rented a studio,
bought the accessories, and began to
yet about doing his idea of his master
piece.
It was years since he had painted,
md he was amazed to see how the
picture grew under his hand. Under
he pretext of a weeks holiday he
worked necessarily, and at the end of
hat time he had transferred his vision
o canvas.
A charming girl with ~fawn-colored
lair was seated on a chair. In one
lainty hand lay a Dunglas pill. The
of the other were about to
ransfer it to her smiling mouth.
But what about Blair? How was
to break the news to Blair? He
would have to pay him and let the
picture go. On the eighth day he
vent down to the pill factory, feeling
Respondent and rather ashamed of
himself. He did not quite know how
o meet the artist.
He had given instructions that Blair
vas to be given the free u of the
,lace; still, it was with some emotion
hat he saw him sitting in his chair,
md the chief mixer waiting OF him +
or orders.
It was a transformed Blair who
capped up and grabbed Dunglas' hand.
"Pleased to see you, Dunglas," he
;aid. '"We've r-evolutiOnized your pill
turing your absence. Got in a new
Ingredient that cures enlarged joints.
IN through with art. Never knew
low attractive business was before. 1
want to be your secretary, and"
'Be the whole works, Blair" said
Ounglas delightedly. 1--WE long
Of retiring and devoting my
;elf to art. Business is all very well,
INF n doasu'+ food the souI Sit down
md well talk over ways and means.
by the way, I've done a little pic