And so the tax rate went up and Commissioner
Somebody--or--other got a new automobile and County Engineer Grabson
built a big house and so on, and so on, and so on.
But before the new million-dollar bridge was finished the Pepsy
Roadside Rest was flourishing as the only real "monolopy" in Everdoze.
CHAPTER XXXV
EXIT
So it befell that the big black wagon belonging to the brick
orphan home came and turned around and went back again. It got in
the way of all the automobiles that were headed for The Home of Fresh
Doughnuts (a new sign) and was a nuisance generally. The men who drove
it didn't buy so much as a gumdrop.
But what cared the partners? For such a business were they doing
as would make the Standard Oil Company turn green with envy. Their
financial rating was so high that you couldn't see it without a
telescope. Every time there was a strike over at the new bridge the
partners reaped a profit from the delay. Thus labor unconsciously put
business in the way of monopolies.
And so the great enterprise prospered. The advertising department
had now two steady employees--Licorice Stick and Wiggle. Licorice Stick
covered the road up as far as Berryville with a huge placard hung from
his neck.
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