SEVEN SUCCESSFUL MEN

LADSTONE believed that a boy who is taught to save his money will rarely be a bad man or a failure; that the man who will rise in his trade or profession is a thrifty man.

Thomas Jefferson paved the way to our moral and material success by teaching the pioneers to avoid poverty.

William McKinley insisted that it is the little savings bank in the home which means more for the future of the children of a family than all the advice in the world.

Woodrow Wilson believes thrift is the fundamental responsibility of human life.

Abraham Lincoln was a living example of thrift. His memory is a monument to the saving grace of saving.

George Washington was forever telling his hearers of the importance of thrift.

Bismarck declared that thrift is a national necessity; that extravagance breeds vicious or worthless members of a community.

A LITTLE MAN'S TIP

CONDITIONS are rapidly changing in this country. Men who think in constructive units are beginning to realize, irrespective of party affiliations, that the question of capital and labor, as well as that of governmental control, calls for the most serious consideration.

Employees of the Government, such as soldiers, sailors and postal clerks, are no more intimately connected with the industrial and commercial interests of this country than are the public-service-corporation employees, such as railroad employees and the like.

Now, I am not a socialist, but I am a believer in democracy. My belief is getting stronger day by day.

The managements of our big interests must either identify themselves with some plan to stop strikes, or some day, in the not far-distant future, the unpatriotic, ill-advising agitators will start a strike that will bring us face to face with industrial anarchy. And this would be a calamity too great to comprehend now.

Big men, take a little man's tip.

A LITTLE common sense is a very uncommon thing.

The soundest indication of individual common sense and personal worth is to see a man save his money for the purpose of being independent.

Almost any man can make money, but it is the part of a genius to be able to save some.

Our factories, farms, mines, are all making records for production and prices, and our people are as usual a lap or two ahead on spending this incomprehensible income.

America has gone plumb daffy on the subject of spending money, and here lies the danger: It is fashionable to be foolish. ᄆ

MY ENEMIES MY FRIENDS

WITHOUT your mind, it would be better if your soul were dumb and your heart numb. Unless you employ this mind right, your hands are but hooks and your legs but ladders. Therefore, I say, a man is weighed from his wattles up.

In studying the chemistry of man's mind we find the component parts that go to make the man useful. Briefly, all there is to a man is his mind. The balance is machinery. And it is to this think-temple that I would address my thoughts.

Little minds, like weak wine, are soonest soured. So please bear with me, my friend, while I talk plainly to you and to the point.

You think you are a clever man, a smart man. You probably are. But are you really as big a man and as smart a man as you think you are?

You know that the mind cannot see itself, therefore cannot judge itself. If you would get an accurate measure of your own mind, accept kindly what your enemies say of you. They are less liable to flatter.

Five years ago I took horse-medicine doses of this advice-took it myself. The bitterness of the experience acted as a tonic-did me a world of good. And even today, with all of my perfections (?), I listen for my enemies to tell me the truth.

THERE are three kinds: those who are born failures, those who have failure thrust upon them, and those who know it all.

SEVEN SUCCESSFUL MEN

LADSTONE believed that a boy who is taught to save his money will rarely be a bad man or a failure; that the man who will rise in his trade or profession

is a thrifty man.

Thomas Jefferson paved the way to our moral and material success by teaching the pioneers to avoid poverty.

William McKinley insisted that it is the little savings bank in the home which means more for the future of the children of a family than all the advice in the world.

Woodrow Wilson believes thrift is the fundamental responsibility of human life.

Abraham Lincoln was a living example of thrift. His memory is a monument to the saving grace of saving.

George Washington was forever telling his hearers of the importance of thrift.

Bismarck declared that thrift is a national necessity; that extravagance breeds vicious or worthless members of a community.

A LITTLE MAN'S TIP

CONDITIONS are rapidly changing in this country. Men who think in constructive units are beginning to realize, irrespective of party affiliations, that the question of capital and labor, as well as that of governmental control, calls for the most serious consideration.

Employees of the Government, such as soldiers, sailors and postal clerks, are no more intimately connected with the industrial and commercial interests of this country than are the public-service-corporation employees, such as railroad employees and the like.

Now, I am not a socialist, but I am a believer in democracy. My belief is getting stronger day by day.

The managements of our big interests must either identify themselves with some plan to stop strikes, or some day, in the not far-distant future, the unpatriotic, ill-advising agitators will start a strike that will bring us face to face with industrial anarchy. And this would be a calamity too great to comprehend now.

Big men, take a little man's tip.

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A LITTLE common sense is a very uncommon thing.

THAT ANIMATES AND SUPPORTS

'N this great and crowded city, friendships are few,

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and most of them not unlike the shadow of a great man-of short duration. And after all, this is but natural, normal.

Here on this island, buildings and individuals are constantly going up and forever coming down. There are few long leases on houses or humans. And right here, in the midst of this metropolitan crowd, I can point you to a distinguished success.

As long as a man can use and not misuse another man, the term "a friend" is tolerated; but let the trade winds of adversity hit a fellow hard, and his patent-leather friendships vanish in a hurry.

Real friendship is a debt of honor, which some unthinking people confuse with a business or personal obligation. So, you see, there is reason apparently for men mistaking the meaning of the term "a friend.”

Now let me tell you what friendship truly means: A friendship that is firm is founded on a basis of mutual benefit and service-a service that animates and supports.

The friendship that flashes and flares like a pine knot in a fireplace warms but one side, and then it soon dies out. A friendship must have a reason to remain permanent. Friendship is too stout a word to rely on the thread of theory or rest on the petal of a rose.

And did you ever notice that a friendship once lost is seldom found? And when it is recovered, you welcome it with a sickly grin, and you handle it with a pickle-fork.

And here is my point: A friendly disposition in the passport to many new and valuable acquaintances.

An acquaintance worth while, and well treated, is a big asset; and when this acquaintance has the ability and the ambition to serve you well, when you can be of real advantage to this acquaintance, there is pretty sure to spring up a sturdy friendship. When worth-while friendships are nourished they eventually take on the form of a fraternity.

All over this country you will find members of a fraternity of friendships-friendships that are founded upon dependable, substantial service. And they call that fraternity Rotary.

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A SOUL RECOMPENSED

HEN God holds the goblet of true life to a man's lips and the man drinks deep, you will find in this man an afflatus that has no similitude to pride of purse. Money success is not all. A soul that feels recompensed for some charitable, humanitarian deed is a soul that has soared higher than riches.

In the office of a manufacturing plant a middle-aged man sat alone. His head was bowed on the desk, and burning tears stole from a heart on fire-on fire with regrets, and with a new ambition to get out and get away. This old employee felt he had stayed too long in one place-felt he needed a change. Something told him that he had wasted a lot of time; that he should be in a bigger and a better field.

The rest of the help had gone home. Suddenly the door opened. It was the belated postman. The old employee slowly raised his head, mechanically gathered up the mail which had just been laid before him, and finally opened a letter addressed to himself. And this is the way the letter read:

"Dear Mr. : If you could only have seen the smile of appreciation and gratitude that you put on the face of the old man who received that bundle of cast-off clothing, you would have been paid a hundred times.

"The man you sent the clothing to was once as active and as bright as any of us, but today he is hopeless, helpless, and was cold and stiff until your bundle of clothes came."

There was more to the letter, but this is enough.

When the old employee read this letter, the desire to make a change, to go away, to leave his job, left him, and as he closed the desk to go home for the night he said, half aloud: "I'm not rich, but I'm wealthy."

Mr. Ed. Sinclair sends The Silent Partner a clipping, with instructions to publish the clipping in our advertising pages and charge to his account. The clipping is signed by “Bailey B. Burritt, General Director," and is addressed to one of the big metropolitan dailies.

Mr. Burritt says: "We shall be greatly indebted if you will call attention in your columns to the need of clothing for the men who work in the 'Old Men's Toy Shop,' conducted by the New York Association for Improving the