ery opportunity of touching life along all sides, remains
a pygmy in everything except his own little specialty, because he did
not cultivate his social side.

It is always a mistake to miss an opportunity of meeting with our kind,
and especially of mixing with those above us, because we can always
carry away something of value. It is through social intercourse that
our rough corners are rubbed off, that we become polished and
attractive.

If you go into social life with a determination to give it something,
to make it a school for self-improvement, for calling out your best
social qualities, for developing the latent brain cells, which have
remained dormant for the lack of exercise, you will not find society
either a bore or unprofitable. But you must give it something, or you
will not get anything.

When you learn to look upon every one you meet as holding a treasure,
something which will enrich your life, which will enlarge and broaden
your experience, and make you more of a man, you will not think the
time in the drawing-room wasted.

The man who is determined to get on will look upon every experience as
an educator, as a culture chisel, which will make his life a little
more shapely and attractive.

Frankness of manner is one of the most delightful of traits in young or
old. Everybody admires the open-hearted, the people who have nothing
to conceal, and who do not try to cover up their faults and weaknesses.
They are, as a rule, large-hearted and magnanimous. They inspire love
and confidence, and, by their very frankness and simplicity, invite the
same qualities in others.

Secretiveness repels as much as frankness attracts. There is something
about the very inclination to conceal or cover up which arouses
suspicion and distrust. We cannot have the same confidence in people
who possess this trait, no matter how good they may seem to be, as in
frank, sunny natures. Dealing with these secretive people is like
traveling on a stage coach on a dark night. There is always a feeling
of uncertainty. We may come out all right, but there is a lurking fear
of some pitfall or unknown danger ahead of us. We are uncomfortable
because of the uncertainties. They may be all right, and may deal
squarely with us, but we are not sure and can not trust them. No
matter how polite or gracious a secretive person may be, we can never
rid ourselves of the feeling that there is a motive behind his
graciousness, and that h