MOOSEHEART MAGAZINE	7
Want $200 a Week?
The Amazing Story of How Carl A. Rowe Jumped from $200 to $1,000 a Month
pie. I am the representative in this territory for a raincoat manufacturer. The booklet that I read was one issued by that company. It tells any man or woman just what it told me. It offers to anyone the same opportunity that was offered to me. It will give to anyone the same success that it has brought to me.
The Comer Manufacturing Company are one of the largest manufacturers of high-grade raincoats in America; but they do not sell through stores. They sell their coats through local representatives. The local representative does not have to buy a stock—he does not have to invest any money. All he does is take orders from Comer customers and he gets his profit the same day the order is taken. Fully half of my customers come to my house to give me their orders.
My business is growing bigger every month. I don’t know how great it will grow, but there are very few business men in this city whose net profit is greater than mine, and I can see only unlimited opportunity in the future.
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If you are interested in increasing your income from $100 to $1,000 a month and can devote all your time or only an hour or so a day to this same proposition in your territory, write The Comer Manufacturing Company at Dayton, Ohio. Simply sign the attached coupon and they will send you the eight-page booklet referred to by Mr. Rowe and full details of their remarkable proposition.
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The Comer Mfg. Co.,
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and I figured that no man could make that much during a couple of hours a day spare time.
But as I read that ad I found that it pointed to men who had made that much and more. In the last paragraph the advertiser offered to send a book without cost. I still doubted. But I thought it was worth a two-cent stamp, so I tore out the coupon and put it in my pocket, and the next day on my way home from work I mailed it.
When I look back to that day and realize how close I came to passing up that
CARL A. ROWE
ad, it sends cold chills down my spine. If the book had cost me a thousand dollars instead of a two-cent stamp, it would still have been cheap. All that I have today— an automobile, my home, an established business, a contented family—all these are due to the things I learned by reading that little eight-page booklet.
There is no secret to my success. I have succeeded, beyond any dream I may have had three years ago, and I consider myself an average man. I believe that I would be criminally selfish if I did not tell other people how I made my success.
All the work I have done has been pleasant and easy, and withal, amazingly sim-
My name is Rowe—Carl Rowe. I live in a small city in New York State.
I am going to tell you an amazing story about myself. It may seem too strange to believe, but you can easily verify everything I have to say.
Two years ago I was a baker. I was struggling along, trying to make the money in my pay envelope meet the increasing expenses of our family. There was no prospect for the future.
Today, just two years later, I am a successful business man. I have plenty of money for all the things we need and want. Last month I made $876 during my spare time, and was able to put $200 a week in my savings account.
And I’m going to tell you how it happened.
Please remember that two years ago I had no surplus cash. I was in the same fix as nine out of ten other men. Expenses were constantly mounting and my salary, although it had increased, could not keep pace with the cost of living. My wife had to do without things that I knew she ought to have. We wanted an automobile, but we couldn’t afford it. We wanted to buy our own home, but couldn’t afford it.
It made me desperate to think of what might happen if I became sick or lost my job. I worried about it, and so did my wife. We were living from hand to mouth, and we didn’t know what calamity and hardships might be lurking just around the corner.
And yet—today—I own our nine-room house. I have an automobile. I have money for books, the theatre, or any other pleasures that I may want. I have the cash today to educate my son and send him through college.
Here is how it happened. One day in glancing through a magazine I read an advertisement. The advertisement said that any man could make from a hundred to three hundred dollars a month during his spare time.
I didn’t believe it. I knew that I worked hard eight hours a day for $50 a week,