Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-12-28

January he read, "A loan oft loses both ItselH
and friend.-Shakespeare"
"Hmmn," unused Mr.. @. II wish could
count on that"
indefinite stay, and the calendar, under
date of January 3, inquired, What is home
without mother?-Hubbard" Locking at it.
Mr.. O. realized that it would be long time
before he had chance to find out. GrinlY
he turned the calendars face to the wall Ha
was beginning to feel little superstitious
But on the following day he could not resist
peek at 1t. He had just dropped $4,000 in
the stock market and his broker was phoning
frantical1y for more margin. Mr.. O. looked
at the page for January g. He read "Ccn+
tinual dropping wears away the hardest stone
Lucretius"
1t was uncanny. His hand trembled as he
turned the page to see what tomorroW's bad
news would be. January 10-A babe in the
nome is a well-spring of pleasure.-Tupper
Mr.. O. knew what that meant Cousin LucV
and the twins were coming for a visitI
He moaned softly and read on, January IL
Lie IS but means unto an end.-Bailey" Air.
q gasped. 1t was handwriting, or rather the
nthograph1ng on the wall January 11-only
three days away. There was no escaping it.
Holding his breath, he turned one more page
January H." he read Never leave that till
tomorrow which you can do today.-Franklin ~
light OF sudden determination cleaned in
Mr.. as eyes. Striding across the office he
opened the window, stepped lightly to the Sill
and jumped. The calendar had done its work
HE case Of Mr.. q. is an exception Few men
are done to death by the Maxim siIencer
but thousands have been driven to lesser de-
grees of desperation by the daily didactics OF
the inspirational calendar
How much more human and genuinely In.
spring was the old patent medicine calendar
Uh mead IN
the compliments OF the corner drug store! It
was considered too garishly commercial for the
parlor and too clinical for the dining room, but
1t carried daily message of hope to young and
old. On each page was a narrowing story. fun
OF stark realism-but every story had a happy
ending. There we learned all that we ever
knew about the gall stones of Mrs j. j. CT suf.
fered agonies') Frinch Steubenville, Ohio and
the sciatic of Col. H C. (Doctors gave me up'O
Feppergreen' Higgins Landing, KY, and the
mlgrane Of Miss Myrtle CT was drove kalf
CrazyD Threep, r. F. d. 3, Decatur, Nebr.
Inc descriptive passages had wealth of
detail that lola might have envied. The Ian
guage was simple and forceful and every saga
OF sunermg ended with a paean of praise for
Or. SWeeny'S BeSSarabian Balm ("Try one
bottle and be convinced'O The calendar was a
constant reminder that the age of miracles was
sui with us. Who could read that grateful
letter from Isaac C"Gets around like boyO
BROCK, 113 years old and still going strong.
without feeling that Ponce de Icons fountain
was just around the corner?
We know better now, of course. Patent medi-
cines have gone the way of the asafetida
bag, the electric belt and the rheumatism ring
Blurred by automatic exercises and dazzled bv
ultraviolet rays, we cannot see Dr. Sweenys
BesSarabian Balm
But we wish that DR.. Sweeny would send us
one OF his calendars this year for old times
sake The calendars Of the butcher, the baker
and the candlestickmaker are all right in their
way, but they lack human interest And as for
our Chrlstmas-gift misunderstanding is too
good for them!