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Issues Index | Next => Joy Morton was born at Detroit, Michigan on this day in 1855. His father soon became the editor of the Nebraska City Press, now the oldest continuously published paper in the state. Joy's first job was in a local bank, he later worked for the Michigan Central Railroad before starting his own company, Morton Salt.
It is easier to accept the message of the stars than the message of the salt desert. The stars speak of man's insignificance in the long eternity of time; the deserts speak of his insignificance right now. Both tears and sweat are salty, but they render a different result. Tears will get you sympathy; sweat will get you change. It is a true saying that a man must eat a peck of salt with his friend before he knows him. Let a salad-maker be a spendthrift for oil, a miser for vinegar, a statesman for salt, and a madman for mixing. These things are good in little measure and evil in large: yeast, salt, and hesitation. Wit is the salt of conversation, not the food.
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