The man who grabs life in both fists and twists the essence out of it, counts.

He is living as he ought to, he is doing the square thing by his country and his community--by every man, woman, and child in it! He's giving everybody, including himself, a square deal.

But the man who has been upper-cut and floored, and who takes the count, and then goes and squats in a corner to brood over the fancy licks that Fate handed him--_he_ isn't dealing fairly and squarely by his principles or by a decent and generous world that stands to back him for the next round.

Is he, Phil ?" "Do you mean to say, Boots, that you think a man who has made the ghastly mess of his life that I have, ought to feel free to marry ?" "Think it! Man, I know it.

Certainly you ought to marry if you wish--but, above all, you ought to feel free to marry.