loon had lost so much gas and was
flying so low that the parachute didn't open out quick enough to do
much floating. So he lit hard, and come near being knocked out fur good.
But--

*AUTHOR'S NOTE--Can it be that Danny struggles vaguely
to report some reference to FIDUS ACHATES?

that wasn't the worst of it, fur the exposure had crawled into his lungs
by the time he found a house, and he got newmonia into them also, and
like to of died. Whilst I was laying sick he had been sick also, only
his'n lasted much longer.

But he tells me he has jest struck an idea fur a big scheme. No little
schemes go fur him any more, he says. He wants money. Real money.

"How you going to get it?" I asts him.

"Come along and I'll tell you," he says. "We'll take a walk, and I'll
show you how I got my idea."

We left the restaurant and went along the brag street of that town,
which it is awful proud of, past where the stores stops and the houses
begins. We come to a fine-looking house on a corner--a swell place it
was, with lots of palms and ferns and plants setting on the verandah
and showing through the windows. And stables back of it; and back of
the stables a big yard with noises coming from it like they was circus
animals there. Which I found out later they really was, kept fur pets.
You could tell the people that lived there had money.

"This," says Doctor Kirby, as we walked by, "is the house that Jackson
built. Dr. Julius Jackson--OLD Doctor Jackson, the man with an idea! The
idea made all the money you smell around here."

"What idea?"

"The idea--the glorious humanitarian and philanthropic idea--of taking
the kinks and curls out of the hair of the Afro-American brother," says
Doctor Kirby, "at so much per kink."

This Doctor Jackson, he says, sells what he calls Anti-Curl to the
niggers. It is to straighten out their hair so it will look like white
people's hair. They is millions and millions of niggers, and every
nigger has millions and millions of kinks, and so Doctor Jackson has
got rich at it. So rich he can afford to keep that there personal circus
menagerie in his back yard, for his little boy to play with, and many
other interesting things. He must be worth two, three million dollars,
Doctor Kirby says, and still a-making it, with more niggers growing up
all the time fur to have their hair unkinked. Especially mulattoes
and yaller niggers. Doctor Kirby says thinking what a great idea that
Anti-Curl was