Year: 1862

boy, there are two mean things In thl
vsriegated flower garden on which "
live. One of the mean things
chestnutburs, the other is the habi
many people have of taking style
Some folks, my boy, can't stand pros
perity. 1t hardens them, as boilin,
water does an egg. 1t spoils them.-
They succeed ever so little, and a
once take more style than a man coult
rise over with a balloon. Not one il
ten score, my boy, were ever intended
to prosper, and it looks bad to see sue
cess. even by accident, crowning theil
efforts. How it looks, my boy, for &
man who is poor to take style, put OF
airs, saw his wood down cellar for feal
people viii see him laboring; go with
out stockings for the sake of~earing
gloves, Just to make show ofgentili
ty, when there is not pinch of salt ol
half potato in his whole cellar, kitch
en- and pantry. Yes, my boy, it show:
very thin stock of brains, when q
man is poor and ashamed to labor
When a person is above his business,
be is useless, except to try new
hearse with. Every day, my boy, we
see such men. They wear pinchbeck
iewelry to make show in the night
They use cotton handkerchiefs because
they hold starch better. They take
style all sorts of ways, by putting on
airs and talking big to honest men.


And, my boy, when you see young
man from the country, who has learn
ed the fast gait of city, going back
on his mother, because she wears color
ed stockings, and ties her shoes with
calf-skin strings, and is ashamed to
visit her, or have her to visit him; be-
lieve us, my boy, he has taken style
too deep. And when he becomes
ashamed of his father, who comes in
town beside an ox-team, with cabbage,
butter, wheat, wool, or other produce
to sell, believe US. my boy, that be has
been taking style of the most contemp-
tible kind. And there are lots of such
boys.


And there are girls who take style
till they had sooner take their chances
with the itch, salt.rheum, canker-rash, D.,
measles, whooping- cough, or lung fever
than be seen in the kitchen over a
wash-tub, or wearing smile except in
the parlor, when the feller who does
their kissing comes around. Shun all
such people, my boy, as you would a
hot horseshoe in a blscksmith's shop.
And there are men, my boy, who take
style soon as elected to some petty
Office; appointed to some Insignificant
clerkship; smiled upon by some hand
some woman; surprised by legacy,
or who have swindled some tailor out
Of suit of store clothes, till you can't
rest where they are.


And there are men who have work
ed their way to riches, prominence,
and position, who all of a sudden take
style and forget their early friends;
forget who stood by them through
thick and thin; forget who made them,
and who will deign to speak to moth
ing in the shape Of humanity, unless
done up in silk or broadcloth. Such
folks, my boy, are bumbugs. They
take style too thick, and SO far as good
opinion goes they play out. Twenty
pounds of prosperity 10 the square foot
will squeeze the lacteal of kindness
out of too many men. Sense wears
well, but too many people take style
in preference. Let US not do it, my
boy, as style will change every time
Brief authority is hard testing ma
chine, and the man who can stand its
pressure and not get stiff in the back
and forget to look low enough to see
his friends, is worth hitching to. We
are made of flesh, bones and blood, my
boy. We all must die, and then, un-
less we have minded our own business
and stuck to our stand, even if we did
not sell cents worth, people will say
we were good fellow till style made a
levy.


If you are a man be man. lfyou
are a butcher, roll up your sleeves,
my boy, and stick to your business
If you are poor, don't be ashamed Of
it. If you have business, stick to it
like a man. II you have no business.
find one. If you succeed in it, don't
get proud and 90 back on early friends.


This is a queer world, my boy
People get dreadfully mixed up
People do not inherit Office in this
country. Election day comes quite
often, and rotation in Office is the word
Be Just what you are. There are diff
ferent kinds of timber-all useful. II
poor, don't take style TO deceive folks;
if rich, don't take style TO disgust them;
if in authority, don't be hog, because
it is easier to grunt than talk; and
never get above your business. We
are all Of us, my boy, more alike than
we are willing to acknowledge. This
habit of taking style and putting on
airs is like sticking pine limbs in the
ground on gala days, to make country
folks think they are without
the root, summer sun soon dispels the
allusion.


In this country, my boy, where one
man is just as good as another; where
the priest and murderer walk to the
gallows side by side, taking style
over summer clothes, small feet, curly
hair, rich relatives, petty offices, or
position others helped you to, is very