Man removes deterrents to growth. Nature "does the rest."

Thought and cell creation are spontaneous and are never-ceasing if

all obstructions are removed from about them. Civilised man places a

quarantine against the enemies of growth, of progress, and of harmony,

and thereby promotes civilisation.

Man is, therefore, the Chief Assistant to Creation, the Architect of

Civilisation and a _Full Partner_ with Nature in Evolution.

This distinction, adequately appreciated, lifts Man above the animal

plane and gives him a place among the gods; his material form, composed

of muscle, hands, powers of locomotion and speech, being but tools with

which to harness and coöperate with the other forces in Nature, under

the direction of the godlike attribute of the Mind, in the removal of

deterrents to free growth, and the cultivation of that Harmony which is

the symbol of God.

* * * * *

Having assumed as an hypothesis that Man is Full Partner with Nature

in Evolution; and having discovered his proper function in the

"Division of Labour" in Nature, it is time for each of us to analyse

the conditions which environ us as Man units, select those which

seem to be useful to our scheme of construction and harmony, declare

all deterrents to the growth of our selection to be weeds, and then

proceed to remove them without delay, first, by pulling those which now

exist, and following that by establishing strict quarantine against

them.

* * * * *

I can teach only that which I have learned, and pronounce good only

that which has led to happiness. I will therefore note the progress of

my own discoveries and describe those which have brought increasing

happiness, in order that they may serve as beacons and monuments to

such as may seek the same goal along the same lines of inquiry.

The first forty-five years of my present life were spent in seeking

happiness by means of personal accumulation. Money, friends,

distinction, acquaintance with art in all its various expressions,

lands, luxurious homes in favoured localities, pictures, rare

porcelains, lacquers and other possessions, isolated for my own use,

and for the enjoyment of chosen friends, seemed to be the necessary

desiderata of happiness.

In turn, all of these came to me in sufficient abundance to give,

at least, a taste of their quality and their efficacy in promoting

happiness; but, in the midst of them were always obstructions to

unhampered enjoyment, increasing with possession and accumulation

of the coveted means, and constantly mocking, as with a mirage, the

ultimate ideal desired.

During these forty-five years of quest of happiness there were

constantly appearing above the horizon of my search flashes of hope,

leading in new directions, which proved in turn to be but will o' the

wisps, until the night--the morning--of my awakening, as related in my

book "Menticulture."

It was then, for the first time, I heard that it was possible to _get

rid_ of anger and worry, the _bêtes noires_ of my existence, which

were, as I then believed and as I now know, the dreaded barriers

between me and perfect happiness; not because the mere removal of

these particular deterrents to happiness will accomplish happiness,

but because the certain result of the removal of any principal mental

obstructions leads to the disappearance of contingent errors, and

permits freedom of growth of the elements of true happiness.

* * * * *

It is proper to state here the definition of happiness which is the

result of my progressive quest. There is only one quality of true

happiness, as there can only be one kind of quarantine, and the former

is dependent on the latter. If both are not _perfect_, both fail. True

happiness is _the evidence and fruit of conscious usefulness, and

quarantine against obstructions to normal altruistic energy is the best

means of attaining happiness_.

In view of the establishment of the status of the Man unit in the

Nature-Man partnership, the above definition and assertion may be

extended to declare that there can be no genuine happiness short of

_usefulness in assisting other units to be strong and useful in the

partnership of which each is a member_.

True happiness cannot exist if there is present an element of

indifference.

Next to destructive aggression, indifference, which leads to neglect

and waste, is the worst fault that a member of the Nature-Man

partnership can be guilty of. Neglect _nothing_ that will aid growth in

any useful form, and happiness will surely follow, for Nature and the

God of Nature will "do the rest."

* * * * *

In qualifying for the Nature-Man partnership, it is of first importance

that our personal equipment should be understood and cared for so as to

give us the greatest strength. The body may appropriately be likened to

an electric power plant--a Mind-Power Plant; the body being the engine,

the stomach the furnace, the arteries and veins the boiler tubes, the

blood in circulation the steam, the brain the dynamo, and the mind

electricity.

Mind is the all-important factor of our equipment, for it is the

commander that will lead and direct better and wiser than we can now

imagine if we allow it a chance to act with freedom.

To secure this freedom we must know its habitat, its requirements, its

nourishment, and learn to allow it to recharge itself sufficiently and

to concentrate itself on its chosen usefulness without imposing upon it

also the drudgery of useless work. This must be done with the same idea

of economy that a _chef_ is relieved of the drudgery of washing dishes

and emptying slops.

According to Dr. Edward Hooker Dewey, a pharmacist, army surgeon

and tireless investigator of forty-five years' experience, whose

revelations have been before the medical profession of the world for

many years without a single challenge, the brain is a dynamo which

accumulates energy during sleep, and uses it during the waking hours of

its possessor.

The brain manages everything for man that he accomplishes. It brings

messages from the Creator, which are sometimes called intuition,

sometimes inspiration, and by various other names. Emerson calls

these messages the "Over-Soul." My own appreciation of the attribute

that distinguishes the Spiritual Man from the animal man is better

satisfied by the name "Spiritual Cerebration," which I have defined

in my book "Happiness" as: "Intelligence not derived from experience,

principally obtained during sleep, and, seemingly supernaturally clear

to consciousness on awaking in the natural manner."

The brain also directs all action, and, with encouragement, will take

up the messages from the Creator and analyse, arrange, and develop them

into useful accomplishments, and then file them away in the archives

of the memory as additions to the equipment which is necessary to

greatness in the pursuit of usefulness.

Dr. Dewey gives the bill of fare of the brain in seeking its own

nourishment, and also describes the work it performs in transforming

the fuel we supply it with into the tissues on which it feeds.

This is undoubtedly a very important discovery and locates the source

of strength and teaches how to conserve it.

I will not give the technical bill of fare of the brain, for you would

not remember it better than I do, but it is all composed of tissues

of the body, fat predominating to the quantity of ninety-seven per

cent, but the important announcement is that neither the brain itself

nor any of the nervous centres diminish during consumption of tissue,

neither do they lose any of their power, even in cases of what is

called starvation, up to the point of death, when all of the fatty and

muscular tissues of the body are wasted away, leaving the brain and

nerve centres to flicker and go out, as a candle does, brighter than

usual with the parting flash of their brilliancy.

Dr. Dewey gives President Garfield as an illustrious example of proof

of the accuracy of his deduction. The martyr President lived eighty

days without the addition of an ounce of nutriment to his life, carried

the usual clearness of mind to the last moment, and passed on only when

the last muscular tissue had been consumed by the brain.

Dr. Dewey's assertion that starvation, so-called, is never a cause

of disease, and never dangerous to life and health until there is no

more tissue left on which to feed the brain and other nerve centres,

was published some years ago and I have the authority of the Doctor

himself that his contention has not been once disputed by the medical

profession. Three eminent English physicians, Drs. A. M. Haig,

George S. Keith and A. Rabigliati, and many American physicians, have

experimented with what is called starvation for the cure of chronic

diseases which have their origin in excess of inharmonious deposits

caused by overeating or careless eating. The results in all instances

recorded have been successful in modifying or curing the disease.

When patients have understood that they were suffering no injury from

not taking food they have ceased to have hunger cravings. These hunger

cravings usually come from fear or from disorder caused by fermenting

food in an overloaded stomach.

We can, then, on undisputed and practical authority, treat craving for

food or drink as a disease and therefore not rational, and starvation

as merely drawing upon the stored fuel--fatty tissue--by the dynamo of

the brain, restorable at will at any time before complete exhaustion,

without injury-- with benefit, in fact--to the machinery of the body.

The brain must first turn food into tissue, and then derive its own

nourishment from the tissue. If the right quantity of nourishment can

be introduced into the stomach, if the quality is of the right kind,

and if it is fed into the furnace of the stomach with relatively the

same wisdom that a competent fireman uses in feeding his furnace, the

brain is required to use the least possible effort in this direction,

and has its stored energy available for directing other useful action

and serving the partnership which employs it with an efficiency,

the possibility of which may be well illustrated by the herculean

accomplishments of the battleship "Oregon" in the late war in steaming

thirteen thousand miles and engaging in a great battle without a stop

or an accident, and without "starting" a rivet.

I will not tell you much of what Dr. Dewey has revealed, because I

want you to read all he has written,[18] as well as the books of the

English physicians mentioned, but I must say this much: Very little

digestion goes on during sleep, and, whether it does or not the brain

has from sixty to one hundred days' nourishment stored up within each

of us, and can feed on that without inconvenience to us, except in the

form of what is called habit craving or imaginary hunger, for the whole

of that time. A person who has been without food for an unusual time,

if he does not gorge his stomach when the first opportunity of breaking

the fast arrives, is not only better for the rest the brain has had,

but the health does not suffer in any way.

[Footnote 18: Dr. Dewey is the author of numerous books: notably, the

"No-Breakfast Plan" which he supplies to inquirers direct from his home

address, Meadville, Pa.]

It is, then, no serious deprivation to ask a person to go without

what we call breakfast--the getting-up or habit-craving--and give the

brain a chance to clean up the remnants of the last day's supply of

food fuel, and express new desires in an _earned_ appetite. There is

available, on waking from sleep, a fresh charged brain ready to serve

its proprietor with great efficiency. Incidentally it has to do some

"chores," rake out the clinkers, dispose of the ashes, relieve the

grate bars, attend to any little repairs, brush out the chimney and

generally get ready for the work of another day.

The hunger of the morning is necessarily but a _habit-hunger_. The best

evidence of this is that, when busily employed, we forget it without

trouble; and also is that European peoples, where the disease dyspepsia

is not known in the list of physical derangements, perform the chief

physical or mental effort of the day before their breakfast, the

morning coffee scarcely meaning anything in the way of what we call a

meal.

Dr. Dewey's firm assertion is that when the stomach has had a chance

to "clean up" and is ready for more fuel, it will make it known in

healthy manner by a healthy appetite, and that it is rarely normal

before noon; and not really before one has done what might be called a

"day's work."

I can assert boldly, as the result of experience, that the time to get

work out of the brain is between the morning awakening and the first

meal, and it is the same relative to endurance draughts on the physical

strength.

Then, in the heat or the glare of the day, having accomplished

something useful and disposed of pressing duties, so as not to feel

the irritation of hurry, the first meal of the day can be taken with

restful ease and it will be found that the supply demanded by the

appetite will not be so great as that demanded by the unhealthful,

habit-inflamed early morning call.

It may not seem so, but this digression from psychics to physics is

very germane to my subject and to my own experience.

Without knowing that Dr. Dewey and the other eminent physicians who

endorse his theories were living in the world, I, in the summer of

1894, blundered into a personal experience of diet that produced

wonderful results which I now recall with all the vividness of the high

lights of extreme pleasure met in foreign travel.

I was in a Southern city for two months during an unusually hot

summer, watching some developments that could not be hurried, and the

fruition of which was important to my interests. I had nothing to do in

connection with this business but to "watch and wait."

I had some writing to do, however, in the mean time, which could not

be well or comfortably done in the heat of the day, hence I arose at

daylight and began to write. At that time of the morning nothing to eat

was to be had, which compelled me to start work without it. My subject

was an absorbing one, so that, once under way, I would not be diverted

until I had "written myself out;" or in other words, had exhausted the

consideration of the morning messages which I now designate "Spiritual

Cerebration."

It happened, under these circumstances, that my habit-hunger was not

given a hearing and it was nearly noon before I felt the fatigue or

even the heat of the burning day, for I worked in my pajamas, and had

no time to look at the thermometer, to get an exaggerated suggestion of

heat by which to start my blood chasing itself through my veins.

I not only noticed that my midday breakfast was a deliciously grateful

meal, but that appetite became satisfied far short of the formally

customary abnormal early morning gorge, and, what was more remarkable

yet, I wanted nothing during the rest of the day, and not even until

midnight, except, after vigorous exercise of some sort, I might desire

a little fruit or a bit of bread or cracker; but never a full course

dinner.

I wore a belt at my trousers, as was the custom of the place, and in a

few days decreased the girth of my corpulency one hole in the belt; and

before the summer was over, four holes, with only the most comfortable

feeling accompanying the loss of weight.

When my family returned from Europe, I settled back into the American

and English habit of a meat breakfast, because I did not want to be

"different," and at the same time I half doubted but that my experience

was nothing more than an abnormal one, attributable to the inertia of

summer heat, literary absorption and lack of physical exercise.

Twice, when I have been left alone since then, away from the restraint

of custom, and also in the midst of abundant athletic exercise, I have

again cultivated the same habit of missing breakfast through desire to

do early morning work, with the same splendid results.

The last time referred to is the present. My search for a lost waif

through the framing of an appeal for him, has given me such absorbing

thought that meals have been of no consideration beside it, and in

the midst of it I find Dr. Dewey's book, the books of the English

physicians indorsing him; and have secured results of health, comfort

and strength to myself which I did not know I possessed; to corroborate

my accidental experience. As I said before, this seems a very wide

digression from the psychical to the physical, but it is really no

digression at all, for it is in the service of the brain, and the

brain is the direct agent of communication between the Creator and

our consciousness, assisting us to work together in the Nature-Man

partnership with useful efficiency.

* * * * *

Now, let me return to the aim of my address, and pursue the thread

of my personal experience in search of the fundamental principles of

True Living, which, to be proven, must be vouched for and tested by

resultant happiness.

When I attacked the tap-roots of trouble and shut the door in the

face of anger and worry for ever, I saw among the bones of their

decomposition the skeleton of fear. It proved to be their backbone.

Fear, then, was the support of all the deterrent passions that beset

brightest manhood and womanhood and pursue it to an untimely death.

My book "Happiness" deals with the separation of fearthought from

forethought in order to show that it is possible to smother a vital

stimulant of energy with a resemblance of it which is as deadly a

poison as carbonic acid gas.

While I have been engaged in pursuing germs of disorder to their

beginnings, during the past three or four years, I have uncovered

many a beautiful possession that formerly I did not appreciate.

_Appreciation of the full value of Appreciation_ is one of these

discoveries of priceless value and usefulness. I have spoken of this

in "Happiness," but not as much as it deserves, for it truly is "The

Appreciation of God and of Good that gives birth to Love, and which is

the only true and adequate measure of wealth."

Nothing else, however, in the whole quest, has approached the beauty

of the love for children that has come to me; the appreciation of

them as Messages from the Creator, consigned to the cultivation of

the environment society provides for them; as likely as not, any one

of them bringing into the world a great intelligence by means of the

humblest of parents.

During observation of social questions in Europe, my interest has been

drawn constantly to children, as by a powerful magnet, so that when I

was called back to this country to attend to a detail of business and

met the adventure which is the cause of my present focalised interest

in neglected ones, as expressed in a book to be called, when published,

"That Last Waif; or, Social Quarantine,"[19] it was but natural that I

should put all the force of my sympathy into the cause of rescue, and

that I should find in that service more happiness than in any of the

luxurious amusements which had claimed me as a devotee in times gone by.

[Footnote 19: Published, and proceeds dedicated to the cause of the

waifs, October, 1898.]

True _happiness is the result of conscious usefulness_. This I can

assert with the confidence of knowledge, not alone from my own

experience, but from observation of the great army of kindergartners

and child-savers whom I have met in my travels, and especially within

the past year; and it is evident that the service attaching to

protecting little neglected angels from the evil suggestions and the

cruel conditions that may make of them, not men, but beasts, is one

of the avenues of usefulness in which these "Angels of the State" meet

with the smile of the Master, who was the first Great Kindergartner;

whose teachings centred about and dwelt upon the care of children as of

first consideration, and who said, "Suffer Little Children to come unto

me, and forbid them not, for of such is the Kingdom of Heaven."

Childhood has suffered, manhood has suffered, progress has suffered,

for lo! these ages, the cruel assumption that mankind is naturally

depraved. In recent years public conscience has been dulled by

the anæsthetic that there must be a Have-To-Be-Bad Class in all

communities. This has been formulated into the assumption that there

is in every group of the Heaven-Sent Angels of Purity, a full ten per

cent that must be depraved and unredeemable except by the interposition

of special dispensation, which is a direct contradiction of all of

the observed Laws of Creation to which intelligence now subscribes.

The motto of this assumption is couched in this vicious legend: "The

hopelessly submerged ten per cent stratum of society."

Half an hour's walk from this hospitable mansion, on the shore of the

beautiful Geneva Lake, is a place called "Holiday Home." There are now

housed and thoughtfully cared for at the "Home" about one hundred of

the "Hopelessly Submerged Ten Per Cent Stratum of (Chicago's) Society."

During the summer half a thousand of these unfortunates will come for

two weeks each. When we touched at the wharf last evening after coming

from the concert given in their interest at Mr. Chalner's lakeside

home, the waifs met us with a merry class-yell, and greeted us with an

intelligence, a buoyancy, and a freedom, born of their holiday, such as

was not excelled at any of the other landings where only the children

of rich summer residenters were met. We all saw these "waifs" and we

marvelled at them, for, with the grime of the slum washed from their

sweet faces, and with clean, though sometimes ragged clothing, they

might have figured in the mix-up of "Pinafore," or have starred in a

dramatic representation of the "Prince and the Pauper," with all the

grace required of princelings.

They haven't been long from God, and they are god-like or not, as we

have welcomed and protected them, or rebuffed or neglected them.

Let me assure you in the most practical way that there are two sides to

this child question. There is a sentimental side, than which there is

no other so worthy; and there is a practical side, than which there is

none so profitable.

The best and most profitable service in the whole gamut of useful

occupations that I know about is in learning to know children, and in

connection with a Quarantine movement which is now started, and which

aims to not let one of these wards of the Christ escape the best care

known to Love and the Science of Child-Life.

The crèche and the kindergarten and the manual training schools, and

domestic training classes, as well as institutions similar to the

"Holiday Home" across the Bay, have demonstrated within the past thirty

years that fully ninety-eight per cent of the "Hopelessly Submerged

Ten Per Cent" can be rescued after they have been warped by evil

surroundings. What will not the same effort effect if directed toward

prevention and protection, instead of being squandered in careless and

soulless correction?

Christ said: "And a little child shall lead them." Let us awake to

the call. It is the way to Heaven; for, "_Of such_ is the Kingdom of

Heaven."

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