Hubbard on Loyalty

Loyalty is that quality which makes a person true to the thing he undertakes.

Loyalty supplies power, poise, purpose, ballast and works for health and success.

Nature helps the loyal man.

If you are careless, slipshod, indifferent, nature assumes that you wish to be a nobody, and grants your prayer.

Loyalty, in one sense is love, for it is a form of attraction.

A vacillating mind is a sick mind, in a sick body. Vacillation is lack of loyalty-and it is a disease.

Loyalty is not a mere matter of brain capacity: success does not go to those who know the most-it gravitates to those who are true to the causes they undertake. 'This one thing f do".

Every man who succeeds in anything wins through his unflinching, unfailing, tireless loyalty.

Success hinges on loyalty. Be true to your art, your business, your employer, your firm. Dalliance is defeat.

"All is fair in love and way'' is a maxim that may be true as regards war, but never as to love.

Love is founded on faith, and he who violates faith vitiates his own nature and wrecks the venture.

Loyalty is for the one who is loyal. It is a quality woven through the very fabric of ones being and never a thing aDart.

Loyalty makes the thing to which you are loyal, yours. Disloyalty removes it from you--Elbert Hubbard.

Try This Song On Your Radio

The scene was in a restaurant, The lights were shining fair, A girl sat at a table And two men were sittir\ there. Said one man to the girl I Let's have a little drink or ltwo, And say, kid, take a little pooze, It never will hurt you". , But she was an honest wfrking girl, And quick came her reph, And this it was her ansfn'er, As a tear bedimmed hef eVe:

"No honest working Sf,t aorr't drink no booze, I'm sorry that I havp for to refuse, I may not get a chef, But I'm going to sti{k to beer, No honest working {irl aon't drink no booze".

The Treasure Chest

James Anderson in The Rotarian

The coming year-unopened treasure chest With gold of happiness enough for all Who turn deaf ears to every selfish call And seek the ways to serve their fellows best.

The rapidly unfolding days and weeks, Are but the slowly yielding bolts that hold The lid which must be lifted, ere the gold Can be revealed to him who truly seeks.

Oh seeker! be not selfish in your quest. . He who thinks not of others, seeks but dross. His recompense will be but pain and loss And he will suffer in the final test.

Withdraw each bolt with deeds of kindness turned. With thoughts of others oil each rusty way, And you will be rewarded ev'ry day With a full share of treasure justly earned.

Oh, you, who turn away from selfish lures And spend your strength in service to mankind, WiU lift'the lid at last and you will find, The gold of happiness will all be yours.

Little Men And Big

It is interesting to watch and listen when strangers meet.

The small man will immediately begin to tell of his accomplishments or achievements. The big man will say little of his success.

The unimportant individual seems to' feel that he must "get over" a good first impression of his consequence. The man of weight can afford to wait.

Nothing is quite so sure a sign of a man's smallness as his high pretensions of oppressive greatness.

The big man does not have to brag-the little man must. Discount that man who immediately begins to tell what he has done.

Hurry not to tell how big you are.

Easy En

It's easy to grin

When you're making a And wear a smile on But the guy that's worth Is the one that can smile, When the other guy's

-Silent Partner.

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