SECRET OF HEALTH.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 16941, 16 January 1923, Page 6

SECRET OF HEALTH.

(By WALT MASON). “ Oh. Gaffer, why are you so hale? ” the children say to me;'“while other men are wain and pale, you’re fat as you can be; you sit here by tire country jail, from common ailments free.” “ Odds bodkins, my little lads.” I say, “ my life is spent in pulling down the useful scads, in quiet and content; T do not follow up the fads that dippy men invent. I eat whatever see met h good, a roast or cutlets three; through all my’ years J have withstood the cranks who’d diet me; and if I wish I’ll eat elm wood, washed down with senna tea. Whatever faddists may endorse as being fine and wise I sidestep, like a mettled horse that in the read way shies, and 1 have never felt remorse because I dodge fad-guys. T do not read the helpful books that fadphysicians write ; I do not pass up skilful cooks to eat the Cow’s Delight; I do not bathe ill frozen brooks or boil my feet all night. Each day they bone me once or twice to give their schemes a chance, and still I scorn the punk advice- that faddists may advance, and here I sit and put up ice in pomp and ci rcumstan ce.”