A million thanks to J Guss for this perfect booklet, looks like pre 1939 by the address, for Sanaton pipes.
You think E A Carey had a deal?
Send no money. Send a postcard or a letter to Foster Products, select your pipe from the chart.
Foster sends you a Sanaton and you smoke it 10 days if you agree it’s a goodern, send him two dollars. If not, break it up and send in the pieces and you pay nothing.
Of course, you’d not paid anything to begin with.
The cost to have these made, could not possibly have been much.
Mine is #264 - not on chart
A Bug Tussle story (as related to me by my father, and other old timers who witnessed it).
In 1920 when my Great Grandfather Alvin Adams, who’d rode with the Hind Guard 13th troop of the 12th Missouri United States Volunteer Cavalry at Nashville against Nathan Bedford Forest and at Broadus Montana against Roman Nose, and never got a scratch, died from the effects of the 1918 flu that had killed my Great Grandmother a little more than a year earlier, Alvin had five children and 220 acres, which appraised at $100 an acre, and 20 acres in Spout Spring Hollow that appraised for $250.
My Grandfather Briggs agreed to pay 80% of $100 an acre, or $12,800 for 160 acres and they all felt sorry for poor Elmer, who was prone to fight, gamble, drink, was a good pool shark, and pursued wild women and had been busted up in lots of fights before he’d married Cora and settled down, and went to France during the war, when he was past 30, and had two children and a wife, and volunteered although we were pacifist Christians.
So instead of $80 an acre they agreed Elmer could pay $66, for 60 acres, if Briggs would pay Eva, his wealthy and glamorous sister married to a rich man, an extra thousand dollars.
So Briggs borrowed $14,000, gave Eva a thousand, and paid $200 for twenty acres in Spout Spring Hollow, to keep it in the family.
(Eva thought the land was worth $200 an acre)
So poor Elmer, was in debt $4,000 to the Federal Land Bank.
In 1936 there was a terrible drought, low farm prices, and at age 50 Elmer lost the 60 acres to the Federal Land Bank.
His glamorous and wealthy sister Eva paid $210, or $3.50 an acre in a well attended auction.
Elmer and Cora moved to Bakersfield California where they worked like slaves for the other man picking in the fields, until Elmer died young at age 60 in 1946. Briggs and my grandmother took a train to the funeral, and Eva did not even send flowers.
Eva rented Elmer’s 60 to my father on shares and promised him when he’d saved up $210 she’d sell him the 60. My father was 17 years old in 1936.
In 1944 my father sold a large bunch of hogs he’d fed out by working at the local MFA for hog feed instead of wages (a wartime program) and he cleared $4,000.
Daddy paid off the $3,000 still left on Brigg’s mortgage and went to Eva with $210 and Eva said she had the place in her daughter and son in law’s name, and they wanted $15 an acre, or $900.
My father paid Eva the $900.
When his mother found out, she grabbed a Winchester Model 67 .22 rifle and if my father hadn’t seen her running toward’s Eva’s mansion on the hill towards Spout Spring Hollow, and wrestled away the gun, it would have been the end of Eva.
Two Dr Shotton’s pipes in the late thirties were worth about an acre of good farmland south of Bug Tussle.
But the inflation calculator says $2 in 1936 is worth $46.25 today.
The farm land is worth more than five thousand an acre today, and the timberland more than twenty five hundred.
I take my Winchester Model 67 worth maybe $200 instead of the $5 it cost in the Depression to Spout Spring Hollow where I can see the foundation of Eva’s mansion.
Souls, just cannot die and be buried.
Against all odds, somewhere my Grandmother and poor Elmer, have bigger mansions than Eva.
Build my Mansion
