“I feel like a youth again,” the aged chancellor said today. “I’m a new man.”
The stories of the other Chicagoans who have been benefited by the operation read like fiction. They were ill, they were old, they apparently were beyond the skill of the surgeon’s knife, or spiritual hope. Now from their own lips come paeans of glorification for restored vitality and youth, all due to the humble goat and the surgical skill of a country surgeon.
Tobias’ Own Story. Today I called at the law school in the Monadnock Building to see Chancellor Tobias and get the story from his own lips. The reports seemed too rosy. The facts seemed overstated. The results appeared to me unduly magnified. But here was a prominent lawyer who had the operation performed. Here was assurance there would be no buncombe from him.
An alert, peppy, gray-haired man sprang up to greet me, his eyes, the eyes of youth, his step firm and sprightly, his handclasp steady and strong. And yet he was 71 years old!
“Do you really feel younger?”
Twenty-five Years Younger. Chancellor Tobias threw out his chest, squared his shoulders,—and smiled. “I feel twenty-five years younger. I’m a new man, strong, and good
for twenty years of work,” he replied. “I was ill, old, and played out, but the operation has completely revivified me.”
“How does it feel to have been old, and then become young again?”
“Glorious!”
Was “Played Out.” And here is Chancellor Tobias’ story of the fountain of youth.