CHAPTER VIII.
PROTEAN FORMS OF WORRY In a preceding chapter, I have shown that worry is a product of our modern civilization, and that it belongs only to the Occidental world.
It is a modern disease, prevalent only among the so-called civilized peoples.

There is no doubt that in many respects we _are_ what we call ourselves--the most highly civilized people in the world.

But do we not pay too high a price for much of our civilization?
If it is such that it fails to enable us to conserve our health, our powers of enjoyment, our spontaneity, our mental vigor, our spirituality, and the exuberant radiance of our life--bodily, mental, spiritual--I feel that we need to examine it carefully and find out wherein lies its inadequacy or its insufficiency.
While our civilization has reached some very elevated points, and some men have made wonderful advancement in varied fields, it cannot be denied that the mass of men and women are still groping along in the darkness of mental mediocrity, and on the mud-flats of the commonplace.

Ten thousand men and women can now read where ten alone read a few centuries ago.

But what are the ten thousand reading?
That which will elevate, improve, benefit?
See the piles of sensational yellow novels, magazines, and newspapers that deluge us day by day, week by week, month by month, for the answer.