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No? I inquired.
No! shouted Perkins. I should say no! Look at that bottle. Look at the size of it. Look at the weight of it Awful, isnt it? Staggers the brain of man to think of carrying that across the continent! Nature recoils, the muscles ache. It is vast, it is immovable, it is mighty. Say!
Perkins grasped me by the coat-sleeve, and drew me toward him. He whispered excitedly.
Great idea! O-no-to-what-you-may-call-it water. Big jug full. Jug too blamed big. Yes? Freight too much. Yes? Listen Perkins Pays the Freight!
He sat down suddenly, and beamed upon me joyfully.
The advertising possibilities of the thing impressed me immediately. Who could resist the temptation of getting such a monstrous package of glassware by freight free of charge? I saw the effect of a life-size reproduction of the bottle on the bill-boards with Perkins Pays the Freight beneath it in red, and the long name in a semicircle of yellow letters above it. I saw it reduced in the magazine pages, in street-cars everywhere.
Great? queried Perkins.
Yes, I admitted thoughtfully, it is great.
He was at my side in an instant.
Wonderful effect of difficulty overcome on the human mind! he bubbled. Take a precipice. People look over, shudder, turn away. Put in a shoot-the-chutes. People fight to get the next turn to slide down. Same idea. People dont want O-no-to-thing-um-bob water. Hold on, Perkins pays the freight! All right, send us a demijohn!