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In a message dated 1/14/99 1:23:17 PM Central Standard Time, LORDO SPKS
writes:

<< "Give and it shall come back to you...."
  
  His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while
  trying to eke out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming
from a nearby bog.  He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to
his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free
himself.  Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and
terrifying death.
    The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse
surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself
as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved. "I want to repay you," said
the nobleman. "You saved my son's life." 
   "No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied,
waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of
the family hovel. "Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.  "Yes," the farmer
replied proudly. "I'll make you a deal. Let me take him and give him a good
education. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can
be proud of."
    And that he did. In time, Farmer Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's
Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the
world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin
    Years afterward, the nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia. What
saved him?  Penicillin.
    The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill. His son's name? Sir
Winston Churchill.
    Someone once said what goes around comes around.
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NUFF SAID!!!

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 "Give and it shall come back to you...."
 
 His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while
 trying to eke out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming
from a nearby bog.  He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to
his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free
himself.  Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and
terrifying death.
   The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse
surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself
as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved. "I want to repay you," said
the nobleman. "You saved my son's life." 
  "No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied,
waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of
the family hovel. "Is that your son?" the nobleman asked.  "Yes," the farmer
replied proudly. "I'll make you a deal. Let me take him and give him a good
education. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can
be proud of."
   And that he did. In time, Farmer Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's
Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the
world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin
   Years afterward, the nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia. What saved
him?  Penicillin.
   The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill. His son's name? Sir
Winston Churchill.
   Someone once said what goes around comes around.
 
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