"The factotum went to the meeting and presented the proposition. Now
Singatuck is proud of its age and character with a local pride that is
quite beyond the Babson dollars or the Babson type of imagination. His
proposition aroused no debate. There was a long silence. Then an old
moss-farmer who hadn't had money enough to buy himself a new tooth for
twenty years arose and said: 'I move you, Mister Chairman, that this
body thank Mr. Babson kindly for his offer and tell him to go to hell.'
"The motion was carried unanimously, and the meeting proceeded to the
consideration of other business. I cite this, gentlemen, merely as
evidence that the disparity between the dollar and the doughnut isn't as
great as some suppose."
The third member of the committee, who had thus far spoken no word,
peered curiously at Hal from above a hooked nose. He was Mintz, of
Sheffler and Mintz.
"Do I get you righd?" he observed mildly; "you're telling us to go where
the selectmen sent Misder Babson."
"Plumb," replied Hal, with his most amiable expression. "So far as any
immediate decision is concerned."
"Less ged oud," said Mr. Mintz to his colleagues. They got out. Mintz
was last to go. He came over to Hal.
"I lyg your story," he said. "I lyg to see a feller stand up for his
bizniz against the vorlt. I'm a Jew. I hope you lose--but--goot luck!"
He held out his hand. Hal took it. "Mr. Mintz, I'm glad to know you,"
said he earnestly.
Nothing now remained for the committee to do but to expend their
allotted fund to the best purpose. Their notion of the proper method was
typically commercial. They thought to buy off an epidemic. Many times
this has been tried. Never yet has it succeeded. It embodies one of the
most dangerous of popular hygienic fallacies, that the dollar can
overtake and swallow the germ.
CHAPTER XXIII
CREEPING FLAME
For sheer uncertainty an epidemic is comparable only to fire on
shipboard. The wisest expert can but guess at the time or place of its
catastrophic explosion. It may thrust forth here and there a tongue of
threat, only to subside and smoulder again. Sometimes it "sulks" for so
protracted a period that danger seems to be over. Then, without warning,
comes swift disaster with panic in its train.
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