Some day, if you ever happen to be in Little Falls, turn to your right
and you will see a prosperous-looking establishment run by Ira S.
Whip, known throughout Little Falls as the newt king. Starting in with
practically nothing but two congenial newts, Mr. Whip has, in the past
ten years, raised no less than 4,000 of these little lizard-like
animals, all of which had to be thrown away, as there is practically
no market for pet newts except for incidental rôles in gold-fish
tanks. But Mr. Whip did what he set out to do, and that counts for a
lot in this life. Can you say as much?