arrow-tipped and strong bowed. His blow has the effect 

 of a sledge, but he uses only a quill. His vocabulary is 

 ^wonderful, his Little Journeys are classics. 

 Every fellow who thought he knew how to write before 

 he read Elbert Hubbard, is barking at him, calling him 

 fake, upstart, insane, insincere, and a lot of other names 

 that he has to consult the dictionary to learn how to 

 spell and then he tries to imitate him. 

 When the mental hydrophobia that now animates them 

 has been buried with them, Hubbard will be remembered 

 as one who served his fellowmen without asking leave, 

 helped them in his own way to lift themselves out of the 

 rut, that was beaten for them by others, and to walk in a 

 new road. 



He is teaching man to do his work well, to respect the 

 labor of his own hands, to be kind, to be cheerful in his 

 work, to aspire to the highest ideals; he is teaching man 

 to be proud of his work and to throw his false pride to 

 the dogs. 



Hubbard does not ask you to agree with his religious or 

 political views, or with any of his views for that matter, 

 but he claims for all men the right to do as he does ex- 

 press their views without fear or favor, and be true to 

 themselves. Hubbard keeps his hands in his own pockets; 

 some of his critics prefer exploring their neighbors' 

 pockets. He makes many a vigorous plea for freedom, 

 but no man knows better than Elbert Hubbard that 

 freedom implies responsibility. In his private life Hub- 

 bard is a regular Puritan. He is not afraid of work, for 

 the last time I saw him he was walking slowly, but 

 fearlessly toward the wood-pile, where a sawbuck stood 

 exposed to view. 



If this Little Journey to the Home of Elbert Hubbard is 

 not satisfactory to you, why go to East Aurora yourself. 



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