Half of your mental unrest, my lad, is due to the fact that you do not know the joy and comfort to be got out of plain, common, unadulterated work." "I'll do anything that is not menial." "What do you mean by 'menial' ?" "Well, working like a day-laborer." "Most men who have succeeded have first worked with their hands." "Not my uncle." "No, not your uncle--he's an exception--one among a million, and then again he isn't through." "But he's worth two million, they say." "Yes, but he never earned it, and he never worked for it, and he doesn't now.

Do you want to follow in his footsteps ?" "No--not with all his money." This came in a decided tone.

"But surely you wouldn't want me to work with my hands, would you ?" "I certainly should, if necessary." Jack looked at him, and a shade of disappointment crossed his face.
"But I COULDN'T do anything menial." "There isn't anything menial in any kind of work from cleaning a stable up! The menial things are the evasions of work--tricks by which men are cheated out of their just dues." "Stock gambling ?" "Yes--sometimes, when the truth is withheld." "That's what I think; that's what I meant last night when I told you about the faro-bank.

I laughed over it, and yet I can't see much difference, although I have never seen one." "So I understood, but you were wrong about it.

Your uncle bears a very good name in the Street.