ind legs； embrace everything with their front ones； roll over and over； lie on their backs and kick。 They don't know what to do with themselves； they are so full of life。
Can you remember； reader； when you and I felt something of the same sort of thing？ Can you remember those glorious days of fresh young manhoodhow； when coming home along the moonlit road； we felt too full of life for sober walking； and had to spring and skip； and wave our arms； and shout till belated farmers' wives thoughtand with good reason； toothat we were mad； and kept close to the hedge； while we stood and laughed aloud to see them scuttle off so fast and made their blood run cold with a wild parting whoop； and the tears came； we knew not why？ Oh； that magnificent young LIFE！ that crowned us kings of the earth； that rushed through every tingling vein till we seemed to walk on air； that thrilled through our throbbing brains and told us to go forth and conquer the whole world； that welled up in our young hearts till we longed to stretch out our arms and gather all the toiling men and women and the little children to our breast and love them allall。 Ah！ they were grand days； those deep； full days； when our coming life； like an unseen organ； pealed strange； yearnful music in our ears； and our young blood cried out like a war…horse for the battle。 Ah； our pulse beats slow and steady now； and our old joints are rheumatic； and we love our easy…chair and pipe and sneer at boys' enthusiasm。 But oh for one brief moment of that god…like life again！
ON BEING SHY。
All great literary men are shy。 I am myself； though I am told it is hardly noticeable。
I am glad it is not。 It used to be extremely prominent at one time； and was the cause of much misery to myself and discomfort to every one about memy lady friends especially complained most bitterly about it。
A shy man's lot is not a happy one。 The men dislike him； the women despise him； and he dislikes and despises himself。 Use brings him no relief； and there is no cure for him except time； though I once came across a delicious recipe for overcoming the misfortune。 It appeared among the 〃answers to correspondents〃 in a small weekly journal and ran as followsI have never forgotten it： 〃Adopt an easy and pleasing manner； especially toward ladies。〃
Poor wretch！ I can imagine the grin with which he must have read that advice。 〃Adopt an easy and pleasing manner； especially toward ladies；〃 forsooth！ Don't you adopt anything of the kind； my dear young shy friend。 Your attempt to put on any other disposition than your own will infallibly result in your becoming ridiculously gushing and offensively familiar。 Be your own natural self； and then you will only be thought to be surly and stupid。
The shy man does have some slight revenge upon society for the torture it inflicts upon him。 He is able； to a certain extent； to communicate his misery。 He frightens other people as much as they frighten him。 He acts like a damper upon the whole room； and the most jovial spirits become in his presence depressed and nervous。
This is a good deal brought about by misunderstanding。 Many people mistake the shy man's timidity for overbearing arrogance and are awed and insulted by it。 His awkwardness is resented as insolent carelessness； and when； terror…stricken at the first word addressed to him； the blood rushes to his head and the power of speech completely fails him； he is regarded as an awful example of the evil effects of giving way to passion。
But； indeed； to be misunderstood is the shy man's fate on every occasion； and whatever impression he endeavors to create； he is sure to convey its opposite。 When he makes a joke； it is looked upon as a pretended relation of fact and his want of veracity much condemned。 His sarcasm is accepted as his literal opinion and gains for him the reputation of being an ass； while if； on the other hand； wishing to ingratiate himself； he ventures upon a little bit of flattery； it is taken for satire and he is hated ever afterward。
These and the rest of a shy man's troubles are always very amusing to other people； and have afforded material for comic writing from time immemorial。 But if we look a little deeper we shall find there is a pathetic； one might almost say a tragic； side to the picture。 A shy man means a lonely mana man cut off from all companionship； all sociability。 He moves about the world； but does not mix with it。 Between him and his fellow…men there runs ever an impassable barriera strong； invisible wall that； trying in vain to scale； he but bruises himself against。 He sees the pleasant faces and hears the pleasant voices on the other side； but he cannot stretch his hand across to grasp another hand。 He stands watching the merry groups； and he longs to speak and to claim kindred with them。 But they pass him by； chatting gayly to one another； and he cannot stay them。 He tries to reach them； but his prison walls move with him and hem him in on every side。 In the busy street； in the crowded room； in the grind of work； in the whirl of pleasure； amid the many or amid the fewwherever men congregate together； wherever the music of human speech is heard and human thought is flashed from human eyes； there； shunned and solitary； the shy man； like a leper； stands apart。 His soul is full of love and longing； but the world knows it not。 The iron mask of shyness is riveted before his face； and the man beneath is never seen。 Genial words and hearty greetings are ever rising to his lips； but they die away in unheard whispers behind the steel clamps。 His heart aches for the weary brother； but his sympathy is dumb。 Contempt and indignation against wrong choke up his throat； and finding no safety…valve whence in passionate utterance they may burst forth； they only turn in again and harm him。 All the hate and scorn and love of a deep nature such as the shy man is ever cursed by fester and corrupt within； instead of spending themselves abroad； and sour him into a misanthrope and cynic。
Yes； shy men； like ugly women； have a bad time of it in this world； to go through which with any comfort needs the hide of a rhinoceros。 Thick skin is； indeed； our moral clothes； and without it we are not fit to be seen about in civilized society。 A poor gasping； blushing creature； with trembling knees and twitching hands； is a painful sight to every one； and if it cannot cure itself； the sooner it goes and hangs itself the better。
The disease can be cured。 For the comfort of the shy； I can assure them of that from personal experience。 I do not like speaking about myself； as may have been noticed； but in the cause of humanity I on this occasion will do so； and will confess that at one time I was； as the young man in the Bab Ballad says； 〃the shyest of the shy；〃 and 〃whenever I was introduced to any pretty maid； my knees they knocked together just as if I was afraid。〃 Now； I wouldnay； haveon this very day before yesterday I did the deed。 Alone and entirely by myself （as the school…boy said in translating the 〃Bellum Gallicum〃） did I beard a railway refreshment…room young lady in her own lair。 I rebuked her in terms of mingled bitterness and sorrow for her callousness and want of condescension。 I insisted； courteously but firmly； on being accorded that deference and attention that was the right of the traveling Briton； and at the end I looked her full in the face。 Need I say more？
True； immediately after doing so I left the room with what may possibly have appeared to be precipitation and without waiting for any refreshment。 But that was because I had changed my mind； not because I was frightened； you understand。
One consolation that shy folk can take unto themselves is that shyness is certainly no sign of stupidity。 It is easy enough for bull…headed clowns to sneer at nerves； but the highest natures are not necessarily those containing the greatest amount of moral brass。 The horse is not an inferior animal to the cock…sparrow； nor the deer of the forest to the pig。 Shyness simply means extreme sensibility； and has nothing whatever to do with self…consciousness or with conceit； though its relationship to both is continually insisted upon by the poll…parrot school of philosophy。
Conceit； indeed； is the quickest cure for it。 When it once begins to dawn upon you that you are a good deal cleverer than any one else in this world； bashfulness becomes shocked and leaves you。 When you can look round a roomful of people and think that each one is a mere child in intellect compared with yourself you feel no more shy of them than you would of a select company of magpies or orang…outangs。
Conceit is the finest armor that a man can wear。 Upon its smooth； impenetrable surface the puny dagger…thrusts of spite and envy glance harmlessly aside。 Without that breast…plate the sword of talent cannot force its way through the battle of life； for blows have to be borne as well as dealt。 I do not； of course； speak of the conceit that displays itself in an elevated nose and a falsetto voice。 That is not real conceitthat is only playing at being conceited； like children play at being kings and queens and go strutting about with feathers and long trains。 Genuine conceit does not make a man objectionable。 On the contrary； it tends to make him genial； kind…hearted； and simple。 He has no need of affectationhe is far too well satisfied with his own character； and his pride is too deep…seated to appear at all on the outside。 Careless alike of praise or blame； he can afford to be truthful。 Too far； in fancy； above the rest of mankind to trouble about their petty distinctions； he is equally at home with duke or costermonger。 And valuing no one's standard but his own； he is never tempted to practice that miserable pretense that less self…reliant people offer up as an hourly sacrifice to the god of their neighbor's opinion。
The shy man； on the other hand； is humblemodest of his own judgment and over…anxious concerning that of others。 But this in the case of a young man is surely right enough。 His character is unformed。 It is slowly evolving itself out of a chaos of doubt and disbelief。 Before the growing insight and experience the diffidence recedes。 A man rarely carries h