Evening star., 1935-07-04

ever was one. He wants to shine in the
light of his own good esteem and usually
has no trouble in finding it, Just as long
as he can wag his tongue.
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Anything that will slow him down.
therefore, will cause him to lose caste
with himself. This Is an achievement,
q victory for mind.
Talking back to him in his own lingo
is the surest way not to achieve 1t.
Back talk is but fuel for his fire.
Lack of reply, in every case, floors
him; not altogether, as we have ex-
planned, but in part, at least.
II one has been given a lift" by the
wight and must submit to attempted
wit and humor by the block, both for
the sake of a free ride and also in an
attempt to be courteous to ones host,
it is good tactics to look out at the
scenery and be tremendously interested
in it.
All the time he Is working hard to
think up some remark which will cause
the flush of indignation or some other
goofy $50 he thinks) feeling on your
part.
Do you, then. as the old-timers put it,
keep looking steadily at old Mrs. Hol-
lenders nice new picket fence, with its
reminiscence Of New England.
What do you suppose such fence
costs?" you ask, casually as possible.
Just for an instant he is onto you.
You can see by the glitter in his eye
that not for worlds would he permit
Mrs. Hollender's fence to detract his
attention from the main point-which
is making game of you.
His pride in fence lore. however. makes
him relax for just a second, and then he
is lost. Before he knows it himself he
is engaged in display Of his vast fund
of information as to fences, fencing and
more fences.
He would have you understand, al
though you may be at something of a
loss to know why he cares whether you
do or not. that he is just the one person
in the world to give estimates on such
jobs. Not that it is exactly in his line,
you understand, but the world is his
oyster, as he is fond of saying.
He is SO busy trying to take the meas
ure Of all things with his own rule that
he forgets that other people have other
standards and other means of measure
ments, some of which he knows nothing
about at all.
All such persons, baSically. are sad
cases of exalted ego, in that they have
their own standards and insist on apply
ing them to all and sundry. when the
truth is that they will not fit but par
ticular cases.
Thus. in their efforts to wrest others
to fit their own ideas, they show their
ignorance Of the vaStneSS OF this world,
its multitudinous characters, shows, mo-
tiveS, means, ends.
They would have you like unto them
and, finding your difference, insist on
prodding at the points of divergence,
little realizing that these very points
diStaSteful to them are your true glory.
These are the most intolerant of per-
sons and in some senses the meanest,
since what they do is totally unnecessary
and wholly sneaking. They are the
walking anonymous letters of life and
they deserve the universal fate of all
such, TO be torn into bits and cast into
the waste basket, accompanied by vul-
gar but hearty epithet.
Since it is scarcely possible. however,
for minded persons to treat others
so, when old-fashioned courtesy demands
something different, the best thing to
do is not to hear, if possible and to
divert his waggish attention to some
thing else. Since he is fairly simple
minded, he usually goes off on the false
scent TO the infinite happiness Of the
hare,