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Thursday, May 1, 1952 THE CLINTON CHRONICLE Page Sererf BRAIN TUMOR SUSPECTED, Dr. Hart Corrects Condition “Dr. Hart, several doctors, in cluding head specialists, suspect that my husband has a tumor on the brain and have advised us to take him to a well known hospital in another state for an operation on his head,” said the anxious voice over the telephone.. Upon his first consultation the patient told the following history of his case. “I have suffered off ■ and on w ith headaches for 25 yejirs. Present attack several weeks standing and no relief whats o e v-e r re gardless of what ^ has been done. Pain is constant, da y and ni 8 ht - Been going to * see the doctor nr H»r* ’ twice daily for ut. nari i n j e c t i o n s and treatments. Changed glasses three times and then had to take them off to be able to see. Now the doc tors say “have an operation on my head,” he advised. . <l Dr. Hart, I have known of sev eral who had brain operations and they either passed away or were not mentally right after the opera tion. t do not want my head cut on and so I have come to you af ter hearing about the good you have done others,” said the patient. Analysis Practically every known head ache is caused by pressure on nerves, cither directly or indirect ly. The headaches may be period ic or may be continuous due to this presssure on the nerves. The above case was no excep tion and a pronounced pressure was found at the base Of the skull. This was the cause of his trobule and had baffled the other doctors and specialists. When the pressure was removed the patient responded very rapidly and complete recovery came about in a few days. No surgery, no high powered drugs were employed to get the man well again. If you are sick and want to get well again, as Nature Intended you to be, consult Dr. Charles J. Hart, 254 West Main St., Laurens, S. C. —Adv. HOUSEHOLD HINTS For those after-school snacks, children will cheer if you serve them toast spread with honey which has been blended with grat ed orange rind. To heat iced coffee cakes or rolls, place uncovered in a skillet and bake at moderate temprerature for two or three minutes. New Treatment Far AleefceHua New medication remove* all de- aire for alcoholic drink within 72 bonra. No name a, no long period* of nenroume**. Thi* is the quick, effective, safe method. Our clinic ally-proven method was developed in treating more than 7300 men and women. We treat alcoholiim exclusively, and every patient gets personal, individual care. Patients Accepted day or night. Write or telephone today. Abt Sumitmrimm 605 E North St. Tel. 2-4485 Greenville, S. C. Lksmad by Hw Sovtfc Carotins Stats Boar* of Haaltti PfL-I-V-E-R b It If always a pleasure to fenro you in person. Sat when you find It more convenient to telephene, W Delivery Service li at year command. Count on at is any ipedil fimer- Wll hi glad to iptioos jtrithaaf extra charge; HOWARD’S PHARMACY The Rexall Store Phone 101 ft • • By Richard Hill WRkinson B RICE YOUNOMAN had a Utter outlook on life. Since boyhood he had known a feeling of Injus tice. It wasn’t fair, he reasoned, for some to have plenty and others (like himself) hardly .nough. It wasn’t just for some to have to work and scrimp and never know freedom from worry, while others enjoyed life to its utmost without care or fret or labor. It is said that if a man wishes hard, enough for anything It will be hi/ Brice Youngman gave the adage a sound rating in his ~>lnd, when, just before be reached the age of SO, the thing happened. It happened overnight. He was ad vised that half a million dollars was coming his way, fecause a certain little piece of pasteboard, for which he had invested $8.00, had figures written on it that cor responded with those appearing on a similar bit of pasteboard, which had been drawn from a box after a great horse race. | It was hard for Brice and for iBeth, his wife, to grasp the sig- t Uficance of this news. He had K ed hard all his life and had up a fairly decent business as ja local garage owner. His instinc- jftoa business training stood by him, Therefore, when the half a million dollars was ' delivered into his heads. He invested a good share of It hi staple stocks and opened up a bank account on the rest. Mr. and Mrs. Brice Youngman then journeyed to New York where JBiart shops and up-to-date tailors began to eat up the bank account. ■In the midst- of their orgy of buy- ling, Brice took time out to pur chase tickets for a round-the-world cruise. [ ▲ week later the joyful Young- mans set sail They visited every continent on the globe. They met tan kinds of people, hobnobbed with the idle rich, spared no expense, la short, did the thing up brown. They reached New York « bleak, windy day In March, took a train for the small back in the hills where Brice had once owned a garage. Things looked food, but familiar things always look good when one has not seen them for some time. The garage was still there, doing busi ness at the old stand. The little cottage where Brice had lived most of his life was still there, awaiting their arrival. They entered and looked around and knew a sense of security and gladness. They wandered from one room to the next, pulling up cur tains, opening creaking doors, re moving dust-protecting sheets from the furniture. At the rear door was a stack of magazines and hand bills and a letter or two left by the mailman. Brice sat down at the kitchen table and began to go through the pile. yHERE WAS A LETTER the broker who had his money before leaving on the cruise. He read and his heart leaped.-— ~ — •’Beth.” he called. '««*!' when Beth came running hs ished the sheet "Beth, we’re rich agakaf Do you hear! That mmiy I in* vested before we went away has doubled, tripled itself!** Beth sat down weakly. ' "We can begin all over again,’*' Brice cried. "Start out on another) cruise. Have everything! Go place! And never have to do a of work! Isn’t it wonderful?. ’'Wonderful,’’ said Beth, staring at the table. "Marvetous!” j Brice left her there and wen He wanted to look the town and talk with old friends. Beth sat at the table for a kng time. Later she got up began setting the house in order. Whsss Brice came home the rooms had the old familiar, homey look. Beth rss A year and a half later they set came from the kitchen, saw him soil for New York. They were eager to get home. Somehow Brice hadn’t found the idle rich as interesting as he thought they might be. They didn’t get the kick out of life he thought they should. When he analyzed the situation he decided that these ’people had never known ( anything different, hence couldn^t appreciate their good fortune. Folks like himself who had worked hard and knew what it was to scrimp and save, could enjoy idleness a lot more than the idle. Or could they? Here was a problem that Brice couldn’t settle to his own satisfaction. The fact that his bank roil was gone, that he had had to send home for more money, that he’d have to re turn to his old business wasn't as disturbing as it might be. In fact he was snUcipating getting back to the old grind with a good deal of relish. Was this attitude a matter of grajAs? Now that his money gone was he sorry or glad? Was he sick of wealth and luxury and idleness, or was he Just try ing to convince himself that he didn’t care? standing there in the middle of the floor. "Brice,—I—I’ve been thinking. Wouldn’t it—that is—I’d sort of like to stay here awhile before go ing away again. It—It—seems more natural for us." "Why, sure, honey, we’ll stay here awhile.’’ He took a long breath. "It's kind of hard to do nothing but travel around after you’ve been working all your life. It doesn’t come easy. You have to be born into it.’’ Beth’s eyes were moist *T’m glad, Brice. I sort of hated to sug gest it I was really a little dis appointed when you told me about getting that money. I—I—well. I’d sort of looked forward to stay ing here and livtog like we used to. I know it’s asking a lot I knew you hate to be poor and to work—” But Brice suddenly began to laugh. “Why, you know, honey, I was thinking that very thing about you. I just now did something I was almost afraid to tell you.” His eyes began to twinkle. *T leased the old garage back again for a period of five vears.” SyMMtfcy Is kppmkhi pROM ANTWERP, BELGIUM, come* the story of Frans Van Tongerloo, 23 Kallement, Mommelgem. 1 He had as a regular customer a man who he says proved the best guinea pig one could imagine for testing human relation ship principles. He called on him twice a week and usually re ceived a small order, but always he was sneered at with such remgrks ’Another salesman, more salesmen than customers. I won’t order miAi today.” Some times this customer kept Mr. Tongerloo waiting upwards of two hours before he would give him attention, although he knew full well that there were other customers to be called on. If Mr. Tongerloo even so much as mentioned that he had other visits to make, he became furious and responded with angry remarks. Naturally, Mr. Tongerloo hated to call on the man—and be had learned to dislike him intensely. I • The len one day it was all changed. When he paid his usual call he received the usual small order and hurriedly as the man said his wife was in the hospital and he had to go to her. | Well! * That put an entirely different complexion pn the' matter. Instead of resenting the man’s attitude, Mr. Tongerloo, felt sympathetic toward him. Perhaps he had had burdens to sympathized. He had the sudden desire to help this man, all feeling of dislike was dissipated. Finally he went to a florist’s and bought State flowers for 25 francs, about half a dollar in American moftey. These he took himself to the hospital where ha was permitted to visit the patient for a few minutes of pleasant coaversatitih. The result? Two weeks later when he called on the erstwhile disagreeable customer, he was greeted with “At last you’re here, my friend. I want to thank you for the happiness you gave my wife.” Then he invited Mr. Tongerloo in for a drink and gave him ah order twice as large as he had ever given him. Saying he knew Mr. Tongerloo’* time was too valuable to waste, he then bade him goodbye in a warm and friendly manner. “* ’ It has been like that ever since, and the orders are still being increased. All because Mr. Tongerloo expressed the sympathy he felt for a man whose wife was ilL We Do All Kinds ft ft ft Office Sup pi ies A COMPLETE LINE OF HANDY EVERY-DAY NEEDS IN THE OFFICE. Advertising What Your Customers Read and See Makes the Most 1 -a«ting Im pression Always. There is no hit-or-miss when mer chants and business firms use THE CHRONICLE to reach their potential customers in Clinton’s trade area which this newspaper completely covers. 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