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Show I YOU MUST GET A MOVE ON. Men, like money, uniht circulate. If money is stored away in a strong box the dollars will not breed pounds. So with the business man. If he buries himself he will not partake of the fat of the land. Both must pass around. He of the store, ship or mill who does not keep in tench of his fellows is a dead weight on the neck of progress. Ha does not advertise. lie is satisfied satis-fied to glean after others reap so long as he profits by the harvest. He will not lead or be lead. If pushed he falls. The wind of the rusher takes his breath away. So lie grub alonji in the old row with the antique implementsa im-plementsa speck on the business track, a calm on the sands of the sen of trade. He won't 'come out of his shell not he. He will not advertise. "When the tide comes fn he'll ride with the rest. That is all he wants. His business gc3 along in the same old grooTB. No new notions for him; no trimmings for his trade: no noise while he sleeps; no fresh paint on his ; old sign. lie never gets out among j : bis neighbors. lie is out of touch with the life that came since he went to sleep. He won't rub his eye and wake up to the demands of the present, lie fears to spend adoiUiv Oh, no. The town was. bis? enough when he came, and further growth means nothing so far as ho is concerned. con-cerned. So he sticks to the same old street the old paths, tha old ruts, old methods. He is blinded by self, and will see not; he is deafened by greed, and will hear not, he is benumbed be-numbed by fogy ism, and will talk not. He is a back number and should be turned down, and will be, unless ho gets a prompt move on him. |