10 FARM ECHOES. 



The dry inland heat of Philadelphia summers told upon 

 me the more severely because of my neglect to exchange 

 it occasionally for my native sea-air. Before I was aware 

 of the fact, my health had become so impaired that I was 

 compelled to relinquish at onco all office duties. Happily 

 I did so before it was too late to recuperate. Thousands 

 of overworked and broken down men of business, who 

 insanely persisted in clinging too long to their business, 

 are now dragging out a miserable existence, a burden to 

 themselves and to all about them. Upon their monu- 

 ments, when erected, should be inscribed " committed 

 suicide by too close and persistent confinement to busi- 

 ness." Had they but acted the common-sense part of re- 

 tiring from a successful business before their health was 

 permanently ruined, they might now be enjoying the 

 competence their business talents secured to them. 

 Looked at even from a selfish stand-point, every one who 

 duly reflects upon this matter must realize that it is his 

 interest to toil in his counting-room, or store, only so 

 long as he can do so with a healthy brain and a healthy 

 body. Should any dyspeptic or otherwise "rundown" 

 man of business read this, let him heed the warning before 

 it is too late. There are so many such, it is not unlikely 

 that this chance shot may hit some of them, whether 

 they be such as are able to retire wholly from commercial 

 pursuits, or the less favored ones who should temporarily 

 rest in the business they cannot afford to give up. 



After being under severe medical treatment, and find- 

 ing that voyaging across the Atlantic and sight-seeing in 

 Europe, though so charming, did not produce the desired 

 cure, I purchased a large-sized yacht and experienced 



