字面意思：宇宙授予的冠军 The champion by The universe bestows
The Kan`garoo' and the Cage
One day the feeders of a zoo found that the kan`garoo' was out of the enclo'sure, so they held a meeting to discuss' the problem, and came to the conclu'sion that the enclo'sure was too low. They decide'd to raise it from one to two meters high.
But the next day the kan`garoo' was still out of the enclo'sure. The feeders raised the enclo'sure to three meters.
Quite beyond' their ex`pec`ta'tion, the next morning the feeders saw the kan`garoo' was still free to go about. They deter'mined to raise the enclo'sure to the height of ten meters.
One day, a gira'ffe chatted with the kan`garoo',"Do you think they will go on rai'sing your enclo'sure?"
"Hard to say," said the kan`garoo',"if they contin'ue` forget'ting to fas'ten the enclo'sure door."
In all this Cuban bu'siness there is one man stands out on the hori'zon of mem'ory like Mars at pe'rihe'lion.
When war broke out between' Spain and u`ni'ted States, it was very nec'essary to commu'nicate` quickly with the leader of the Insur'gents. Gar'cia was som'ewhere` in the mountain va'stness of Cuba - no one knew where. No mail nor tel'egraph message could reach him. The Pres'ident must secure' his co`op`era'tion, and quickly.
What to do?
Some one said to the Pres'ident,"There"s a fellow by the name of Rowan will find Gar'cia for you, if an'ybod`y can."
Rowan was sent for and giv'en a leetter to be deliv'ered to Gar'cia. How the "fellow by the name of Rowan"took the letter, sealed it up in an oil skin pouch, strapped it over his heart, in four days landed by night off the coast of Cuba from an open boat, disappear'ed into the jungle, and in three weeks came out on the other side of the i'sland, having trav'ersed a hos'tile` coun'try on foot, and deliv'ered his letter to Gar'cia - are things I have no speci'al desire' now to tell in de'tail`.
The point I wish to make is this: Mca.Kin'ley gave Rowan a letter to be deliv'ered to Gar'cia; Roman took the letter and did not a'sk,"Where is he at?"
By the Eter'nal! There is a man whose form should be cast in death'less bronze and the stat'ue` placed in ev'ery college of the land. It is not book-lear'ning young men need, nor instruc'tion about this, and that, but a stiff'ening of the vertebrae which will cause them to be loy'al to a trust, to act promptly, con'centrate` their en'ergies: do the thing - "Carry a message to Gar'cia!"
Gen'eral Gar'cia is dead' now, but there are other Gar'cias. No man, who has endeav'ed to carry out an enterprise where man'y hands were needed, but has been well nigh appal'led at times by the imbecil'ity of he av'erage man - the inabil'ity or un`wil'lingness to con'centrate` on a thing and do it.
Slip'shod` assis'tance, foolish inatten'tion, dowdy indif'ference, and ha'lf-hear'ted work seem the rule; and no man succee'ds, un`less' by hook or crook or threat', he forces or bribes other men to assist' him; or may'hap`, God in His good'ness performs' a mir'acle, and sends him an A'ngel of Light for an assis'tant.
You, reader, put this matter to a test: You are sitting now in your office - six clerks are within' call. Summon any one and make this request': "please look in the en`cy`clo`pe'dia and make a brief mem`oran'dum for me concer'ning the life of Cor'reggi.o`. "the qui'etly say,"Yes,sir," and go do the task?
On your life, he will not. He will look at you out of a fish'y eye and a'sk one or more of the following ques'tions:
Who was he?
Where is the en`cy`clo`pe'dia?
Was I hired for that?
do'n"t you mean Bis'marck`?
What"s the matter with Charlie doing it?
Is he dead'?
Is there any hurry?
Sha'n"t I bring you the book and let you look it up your`self'?
What do you want to know for?
And I will lay you ten to one that after you have the ques'tions, and explain'ed how to find the informa'tion, and why you wait it, the clerk will go off and get one of the other clerks to help him try to find Gar'cia - and then come back and tell you there is no such man. Of course I may lose my bet, but accor'ding to the Law of av'erage, I will not.
Now if you are wise you will not both'er to explain' to your "assis'tant" that Cor'reggi.o` is in'dex`ed under the C's, not in the K's, but you will smile sweetly and say, "Never mi'nd," and go look it up your`self'. And this incapac'ity for indepen'dent action, this mor'al stupidity, this infir'mity of the will, this un`wil'lingness to cheerfully catch ho'ld and lift - these are the things that put pure So'cialism so far into the future. If men will not act for themselv'es, what will they do when the ben'efit of their effort is for all?
A first mate with knot'ted club seems nec'essary; and the dread' of getting "the bounce" Sat'urday night ho'lds man'y wor'ker his place. Advertise for a stenog'rapher, and nine out of ten who apply', can nei'ther spell nor pun'ctu.ate` - and do not think it nec'essary to.
Can such a one write a letter to Gar'cia?
"You see that book'kee`per,"said the foreman to me in a large factory.
"Yes, what about him?"
"Well he"s a fine accoun'tant, but if I"d send him up town on an errand, he might accom'plish the errand all right,and on the other hand, might stop at four saloons' on the way, and when he got to Main Street, would forget' what he had been sent for."
Can such a man be entrust'ed to carry a massage to Gar'cia?
We have recently been hearing much maudlin sympathy express'ed for the "down'trod'den den'izen of the sweat'-shop"and the "homeless wan'derer sear'ching for hon'est employ'ment,"and with it all of'ten go man'y hard words for the men in power.
noth'ing is said about the employ'er who grows o'ld before his time in a vain attempt' to get frow'sy ne'er-do-wells to do intel'ligent work; and his long pa'tient striving with "help" that does noth'ing but loaf when his back is turned. In ev'ery store and factory there is a constant weeding-out pro'cess` going on. The employ'er is constantly sending away' "help" that have shown their incapac'ity to fur'ther the in'terests of the bu'siness, and others are being taken on. No matter how good times are, this sorting contin'ue`s: only, if times are hard and work is scarce, the sorting is done finer - finer but out and forev'er out, the incom'petent and un`wor'thy go.
It is the survi'val of the fittest. Self-in'terest prompts ev'ery employ'er to keep the best - those who can carry a message to Gar'cia.
I know one man of rea'lly bril'liant parts who has not the abil'ity to man'age a bu'siness of his own, and yet who is ab'solute`ly worth'less to any one else, because' he carries with him constantly the insane' suspici'on that his employ'er is oppress'ing, or intend'ing to oppress' him. He can not give orders; and he will not recei've them. Should a message be giv'en him to take to Gar'cia, his a'nswer would prob'ably be, "Take it your`self'."
Tonight' this man walks the streets looking for work, the wind whis'tling through his thread'bare` coat. No one who knows him dare employ' him, for he is a reg'ular` fire brand of discontent'`. He is imper'vious to rea'son, and the only thing that can impress' him is the toe of a chick-soled Number Nine boot.
Of course I know that one so mor'ally deform'ed is no less to be pit'ied than a phys'ical cripple; but in our pit'ying , let us drop a tear, too, for the men who are striving to carry on great enterprise, whose working hours are not lim'ited by the whistle, and whose hair is fa'st turning white through the struggle to ho'ld in line dowdy indif'ference, slip shod imbecil'ity, and the heart'less ingrat'itude`, which, but for their enterprise, would be bo'th hungry and homeless.
Have I put the matter too strongly? Pos'sibly I have; but when all the world has gone a slumming I wish to speak a work of sympathy for the man who succee'ds - the man who, agai'nst great odds, has direc'ted the efforts of others, and having succee'ded, fi'nds there"s noth'ing in it: noth'ing but bare board and clo'thes.
I have carried a dinner pail and worked for day"s wages, and I have also been an employ'er of labor, and I know there is som'ething to be said on bo'th sides. There is no excellence, pares, in pov'erty; rags are no rec`ommen`da'tion; and all employ'ers are not rapa'cious and high handed, any more than all poor men are vir'tuous.
My heart goes out to the man who does his work when the "boss" is away',as well as when he is at home. And the man who, when giv'en a letter for Gar'cia, qui'etly takes the missive, without' a'sking any id'i.ot'ic ques'tions, and with no lurking inten'tion of chucking it into the nearest sew'er, or of doing aught else but deliv'er it, never gets"laid off," nor has to go on a strike for higher wages. Civili`za'tion is one long an'xious search for just such individ'uals. An'ything such a man a'sks shall be gra'nted. He is want'ed in ev'ery cit'y, town and village - in ev'ery office, shop, store and factory. The world cries out for such; he is needed, and needed badly - the man who can "carry a message to Gar'cia".