An Idea, Like A Machine, Must Have

Which Is More Worthwhile Earning: A Large Fortune Or The Esteem And Gratitude Of The Nation? This Question Is Prompted Anew By The Death Of Ex-secretary Of The Interior [franklin K.] Lane. He Remained In Public Service, Doing Most Noble Work, Until His Means Became Absolutely Exhausted, And He Died Before Having Had The Opportunity To Reaccumulate Any Bank Account.... He Died Leaving No Estate Whatsoever. Is What He Did Leave More To Be Desired, More To Be Coveted, Than A Fortune Reaching Into Six Or Seven Figures?

Triumph Often Is Nearest When Defeat Seems Inescapable.

Which Class Is Happiest, The Rich, The Middle Class Or The Poor? A Very Successful Executive Of A Large Organization Touches Upon This Vital Subject In A Long Letter To All His Salesmen. He Uses As His Text A Passage From Robinson Crusoe Which Included This: ""my Father Bid Me Observe It, And I Should Always Find That The Calamities Of Life Were Shared Among The Upper And Lower Part Of Mankind; But That The Middle Station Had The Fewest Disasters, And Were Not Exposed To So Many Vicissitudes As The Higher Or Lower Part Of Mankind.

A Big Business Man Was Telling Henry Ford About A Coach Driver Of Super-expertness With His Whip. The Driver Was Telling How He Could Flick A Fly Off His Horse's Ear With His Whip-and, A Fly Alighting Just Then, He Promptly Did So. Next He Spied A Grasshopper Beside The Road, And He Flicked It Off With Equal Dexterity. A Little Further Along The Road The Passenger Noticed An Insect On A Bush, And Nudged The Driver To Get Him. Not On Your Life, Replied The Master Of The Whip. That There Insect Is A Hornet Sitting On His Nest With An Organization Behind Him. I Leave Him Alone.

A Shady Business Never Yields A Sunny Life.