WORRY NOT WORK THAT KILLS 



to be carried out. Being my help-meet in the 

 eyes of both Church and State, and the partner of 

 my joys and sorrows, there was not likely to be 

 any lack of confidence between us, and an in- 

 estimable blessing she was always on the spot, 

 irrespective of office hours. It was not long 

 before she came to be as fully recognized under 

 the title of " assistant secretary," in the Bath 

 and West, as she had been in the Oxfordshire 

 Society. I retained the services of two members 

 of my predecessor's staff, one of these, to whom 

 I shall pay tribute later on, being with me still. 



I have already submitted, as an axiom for 

 the benefit of all having anything to do with 

 shows, the desirability of leaving nothing to chance. 

 I will add to this a further injunction, worthy to 

 be inscribed in letters of gold over the secre- 

 tarial desk, " Take Time by the forelock and 

 never leave till to-morrow what can be done 

 to-day." It is worry not work that kills, and 

 few things breed the former better than pro- 

 crastination. There is nothing grandiose in such 

 a prescription, which is quite within the capa- 

 bilities of the most ordinary of mortals, such as 

 myself, to carry out, but it means much, and 

 whatever success it has been my Showman's lot 

 to achieve is not a little due to my keeping it in 

 the forefront of my mind. This will go far to 

 account for the fact that as soon as one show is 

 over, myself and staff begin actively upon the 

 work of the next, believing that, in the case of 

 an exhibition of the dimensions of the Bath and 

 West one, a year of preparation, allowing for 

 accidents and contingencies, is none too long. 



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