The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-11-27

"Yeah-in the gas tank,
 The ancient proprietor of the his shoulders and shuffled off to Hmmmmph must be crazy, or (
 But 1t wasn't Old Sims auto or worry and he poured the water into the tank. "Hey, don't screw the top on yet, Pop-wait a min- ute." The driver had a small pill box in his hand. He took two tab- lets from 1t and dropped them into the tank.
 The water gurgled and phiSzed and bubbled.
 And Slim wondered and blurted: whats that? Whats them things?
 combustion capsules" said the driver. "They take the place of gasoline, Pop"
 Too Good
 To Be True
 "You mean-you mean" and slim was pop-eyed with amazement, you don't need no gasoline? That there car will run on them things?"
 The men exchanged amused glances Sure thing, Pop" said the driver, stepping on the starter. The engine coughed and grumbled and settled to a soft purr "See? They do the trick. And the next time you see us, Pop, we'll be millionaires-yep, millionaireS, cause we're on our way out west right now to sell our little product to one of the big oil companies. And they'll pay 8 pretty penny for the formula, too, won't they, Jim?"
 Gosh, mister" and Slim was al- most shaking with the wonder of 1t all, "but could you gimme some of them there things-1 mean sell me some2"
 NO, Pop-you see, they're not on the market yet ."
 "Well, all right" said the driv- CT, reluctantly. T suppose it'll be all right, huh, Jim? But it'll cost you a lot, Pop. I'll give you what I've got left in this box for $200."
 T got itl I got itl Not with me but got 1t up to the house. I'll go get 1t. You wait-right here won't be long-thanks-be right back" and Slim was running to get the money.
 Then Rude
 Realization . ,.
 It was only about an hour later that old Slim knew he could've got. ten the $200 combustion capsules down to Doc Warren's in town for 26 cents a dozen.
 Combustion capsules? Precious substitute for gasoline? They were nothing but headache pills. And after he had put two of them in an enraged customers water-filled gas tank, Slim took the rest to try to relieve his headache.
 "So you can see that the old con- fidence man is still roaming around the countryside" says Daniel Eisen. berg, head of the Skip Tracers Co.,, to whom old Slim went with his troubles. we haven't caught these fellows yet-but we will. You see, usually, when single individual like old Slim is victimized they don't have the money for an exten- sive manhunt. On the other hand, when big company has been taken in by a hoax, it spares no expense in tracking down the racketeers."
 Like the band of confidence men the Skip Tracers Go. helped to round up about a year ago in up- state New York. They made e busi- ness of cashing in on other peoples credit.
 They would move into a small town, buy out @ reputable store (paying cash on the line for it) and then. under the respected name of the man they had bought up, order large quantities of goods from wholesale houses, explaining that they were expanding. '
 Soon as the goods arrived the confidence men would ship them out of town under the cover of darkness and skip cross country to buy out another business-and ex- pand. '..', 's., Where There's
 A Will- ,1
 The larger business houses also hardly ever fail to capture the fur- niture racketeers. This is a popular bit of cheating, but 1t usually fails.
 A young couple of newly weds," buy 8 suite of furniture at Q credit house, put down Q small sum, and then advertise forced to leave town must sell brand-new living room and bed room suites at Q great sacrifice"
 we usually get them in the next town" says MT. Eisenberg. and with a twinkle, they truly are forced to leave town at a great sacrifice
 Where there's @ will, there's usually a way for confidence men to make money, according to MT. Eisenberg.