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Show r-r r From a syrup sales man to tho man who printed the pluck poem. Somo seven years ago I began collecting col-lecting Ideas on a certain special subject sub-ject and ono day a young man, who was on tho road Belling liquid swoet-ncss swoet-ncss nnd had become Interested In ray collection of thoughts, Bald to mo: "Why don't you get that poem In a wholosalo oillco on South Wntor street?" Then ho told mo about It nnd 1 called at the wholosalo ofllco, learned something about tho history of the verso nnd copied It. Slnco then It has qono around tho world In various ways. A few weeks ago I noticed that a printer had put It on a card and circulated cir-culated It with his complimouts. One day when noar his placo I called on him and found that wo wcro Interested In tho samo subjects nnd thero Is a chanco of our being useful to each other. Tho verso was painted and framed a quarter of a century ngo by n man who grow a business with branches In many American cities and bo placod a duplicate ot tho framed thought In each ofllcc. A mlno owner told tho printer that ho wnntod somo of tho enrds for tho young men nt his place as somo of thom wcro easily dlscourngod. Hero aro tho words slightly changed: Pluck wins, It always wins; though days bo glad and nights bo dark 'twlxt times that como nnd go; still pluck will win, Its nverago I-. suro. Ho gains the prlzo who can tho most enduro, who faces Issues, ho who never shirks, who waits and watches and who always al-ways works. |