The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1913-10-05

in everything you undertake and will
unconsciousIy prompt you to under
take more.
Hope is of more consequence than
capital in business, for a hopeful man
with small capital stanls an infinitely
better chance than a hopeless man
with large capital
The hopeful man may go broke, but
hope will urge him on to try, try, try
again; and he will try again; and hope
will suggest all kinds of stunts to
him; and, by gosh, that little fellow
will come out q winner; yes sir, a
winner. with q bank roll as long as
your arm, and the confidence which
hope will do for him.
Hope is contagious.
Why should we permit disease to do
all the contaging?
An idea has just struck me right in
the solar plexus.
1 don't know whereabou my solar
plexus Is do your, or whether I ever
had one or have yet got to have j.,
like the measles; but I wanted to get
that in because it looks so learned;
like status quo or ad infinitum. There's
a sort of sterling silver hallmark
about Latin, which is the reason dead
languages are not allowed to die.
But let's get back to contagion.
The idea which struck me is that
diseases have been created conta gious
If order that we may initiate them
and use the principle of eontagioa
scientifically for the good of. mankind.
I have just said that hope is conta-
gious.
Let's think Of some more.
Laughing is contagious. Bravery is
contagious. Fear is conta gious. An
ger is contagious. Even marriage is
contagious.
Isaac Zangwill. in his wonderfully
clever book, THE Bachelors Clubp
sets the ball rolling by marrying off
one of the members and so starting
the contagion. The whole club gets
married.
Girls, order that book right away
and put it under your pillows at three
a. m, finished.
Boys, order his "Old Maids Club"
but don't let the girls get at it if you
value your liberty.
But that solar plexus idea. of mine
has perplexing way of getting side
tracked.
When / was little fellow about so
high 1 used to have attacks of mot
feeling well" / guess it was pie,
really; but great, big. strong doctor
with a great big, jolly voice would
come to see me and make the room
yibrate with cheerfulness, and ! felt
better right away. That big man could
cure me with just his strong vitality
The touch of his big, strong hand
thrilled through me like wine. Of
course that was animal magnetism.
Now here's message to the strong.
Seek out the little fellow and use
your magnificent strength and vitality
and the magnetism of your voice, your
presence and your manly hand clasp
to thrill him and make him feel good.
Instill courage and hope into the
weakling.
Carry an OVERLOOKING supply of
cheerfulness with you; it is centa-
gious you will radiate cheerfulness
wherever you go and you will leave
behind you a renewed sense Of HOPE.
Now last sweet word for lovers.
Hope springs eternal in the human
breast.
Man never is but always to be bIest."
Let hope go on springing; that's
whole heap better than losing its
spring; for when you lose your spring;
or, rather, when you let your spring
get lost, you begin to wither and grow
old before your time.
Every girl has Mister Right come
along sooner or later; most frequently
later; for it is the contrariness of ma
ture to offer you the wrong choice
first, and wrong choices take no end
Of reetifying.
When you sit down to play the
piano you know all the wrong notes
on the keyboard come with tears in
their eyes and entreat you to play
with them, and you have to be down
right unkind and keep your fingers
ever so firm in order to avoid going
astray.
Hope and patience and steady ap-
plication are bound TO bring good re-
suits in everything, including the at
traction of the right kind of husband.
And you, my friend, did she refuse
you?
And you still want her. after being
refused?
She must be an unusually good sort
then, and you must really think very
highly of her Hope. my boy. nope;
unless there's another man. You
wouldn't want a wife who was inter.
ested in another man; neither would