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The day book. [volume] (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, January 07, 1916, NOON EDITION, Image 18

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A PROFESSIONAL OPTIMIST
By Victor Redcliffe
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
"Walking on bubbles that's Ned
Darlington." """" -v
"And happy in his folly."
"Is it folly?" disputed Lucia Ross,
"with her own particular chum and
confidant, Nellie Parr. "Mr. Dar
lington is indomitable, bright, and,
best of all, happy. There can be no
false philosophy to a system that
holds a high ideal and sees no dis
couragement in the rebuffs of ad
verse fortune."
"Why, quite a champion, aren't
you?" cried Nellie, and noted the
speedy flush on the fair face of her
companion and wondered.
At that very moment the subject
of this conversation was helping a
friend, Ralph Waring, into an auto
mobile in front of the office of the
principal lawyer of Newton. There
was a strong contrast between the
two men Ned, clear-eyed, the pic
ture of health and attractiveness,
with his athletic frame and hand
some face; Ralph, frail and walking
and looking like what he was of
delicate constitution and not fitted
for harsh contact with a rough
world.
"The finest day of my life!" de
clared Ned, and the air seemed to
vibrate with the worthiness and sin
cerity of his words.
The other clasped his hands as he
stepped into the machine. He looked
into the earnest, eager face of Ned,
tears in his eyes, his voice tremulous
with genuine emotion.
"Ned," he said, "you're a strange
man to say it! You have robbed your
self for my sake "
"Oh, that way?" cried Ned, with a
ringing laugh. "Why, old boy, there
was nothing to rob me of, for I never
had anything. But I'll have some
thing! I say, Ralph, you know I near
ly hit it on that big motion picture
I believe an aviation suit can be
made and manipulated so that a host
of actors, winged and armed, can
engage in playing out a great aerial
drama. If I can carry out my idea
successfully I'm a rich man."
Ralph Warner smiled indulgently,
almost pityingly.
"Then I have a new scheme that
beats munition war orders all to
pieces," roamed on the enthusiast.
"I've invented a new food. I'm
thinking of organizing the Exigency
Food Wafer company. I prepare a
scheme 1 had of a great aerial battle, i positively know.1
"What's the Trouble?"
disk twenty of them could be car
ried in a watchcase, Each one has
powerful nutritive value. I can, in
fact, combine strength-giving quali
ties so that a soldier in the trenches
or on the maich can subsist on one
of my wafers for 48 hours, just the
same as if he had a" full meal. Well,
good-by. I suppose the will is to be
read tomorrow. Your end of it is
sure Uncle Darwin has left you the
bulk of his fortune. That much I

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