THE STORY OF BREAD 



And all the while the world stood still. One 

 can't move very fast, nor go very far on an empty 

 stomach. We sometimes read of geniuses rising 

 from poverty. But alas, alack, few of us are gen- 

 iuses. A famous musician once said that he owed 

 his success to having learned to starve before he 

 learned to play. But the art of starving is not 

 popular. It is for the genius only. 



On a birthday, or a wedding anniversary, or 

 Christmas, or some special occasion like that, can 

 you imagine this conversation between a modern 

 wife and her husband, as he grabs his hat and makes 

 for the 7:08 that carries him to work? 



"What shall we have for dinner today, my dear?" 



" Oh, let's have bread!" 



That's right, smile. But, in point of time, only 

 yesterday, or the day before, to have had wheat 

 bread on the table three times a day would have 

 been to declare all days feast days. 



Today, bread is so cheap, and there is so much of 

 it, that the most abject poverty — the very end of 

 the limit, as it were — is represented in the expres- 

 sion, " Not a crust of bread in the house." Given 

 the acid test, this means that he who cannot afford 

 bread cannot afford anything — a long step from 

 the time when he who could afford bread could 

 afford everything. 



The world has moved some since it ceased to 

 stand still — waiting to be fed. You may not have 



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