In Marion

"I've got diabetes," said Dr. George T. Harding, father of the late President, to a pressman. The old man thinly raised his voice, expressed his scorn for the insulin treatment favored by the American Medical Association. Said he :

"I can't muster much enthusiasm for a remedy that merely alleviates a disease without getting down to the root causes of it. ... Some of the greatest specialists in the country have offered to come to Marion and treat me for this disease; but, when I found they had the insulin bug, I would have nothing to do with them.

"I became more and more satisfied that drugs could do the disease no good. I finally became convinced that those who hold meat-eating to be one of the principal root causes of diabetes were right. For a year now, no meat has passed my lips. The change in my diet has produced results so marked that it seems little short of miraculous."

Now 81, Dr. Harding, for 60 years a general practitioner in Marion, Ohio, walks seven miles every morning to visit his son's grave. Reporter George Kellogg, writing about him for Bernarr Macfadden's Physical Culture, describes how Dr. Harding returns from that walk "breathing through his nostrils, his color high, his eyes snapping, shoulders back, chin in, step like the crack of a whip." He relates how he still practises medicine with offices in the antique building that houses the Marion Star, where "the old gentleman, either sitting straight as an arrow at his desk when he fancies the posture, or sprawling down in a deep chair when he feels that way about it, reads and answers the scores and even hundreds of letters that pour in upon him daily."