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Show Fight for Life The small lad in the invalid chair was per haps eleven or twelve years of age. His thin little back was hunched up in pain, and his shoulder blades hung out in a horrible fashion. His ankles and wrists were mere bones, and his little face was distorted and full of pain. People , who saw him being wheeled along the street looked back once or twice, shuddered when noting not-ing his deformity. Inside this little disfigured body was a soul . a soul that wanted to be something in this world. It wanted to be able to run and dance and play like the other children. But, because of his deformity, the little boy was only the object of self-pity. Everything exciting life had to offer he couldn't have. He was only a bystander who looked upon life with hungry eyes and a bitter heart. Infantile Paralysis is a disease that you may have tomorrow. The germ that causes it goes undetected under the microscope. The germ is accompanied by a paralysis of the muscles due . to infection of the spinal cord with poison induced in-duced into the system. The people who have suffered from this disease dis-ease need your dimes and dollars. Some of the crippled Infantile Paralysis victims may be able to walk some day through your unselfish effort in supporting the cause. Give all and more than you can afford. Keep our flag, the greatest flag that ever floated in the breeze, as the symbol of humanity by putting this foe on the casualty list with our other hated enemies. |