Now a few years ago there was a famous horse being made ready to win one of England’s big races. He had for a box-stall companion a billy goat. The goat and horse had been together since both were youngsters. It was well known that the horse was uncontrollable, would neither eat nor sleep, if the goat was away from the stall. So some mean man who wanted the horse to lose the race, made the stable boy drunk and then took away the goat. All night that poor horse stamped and whinnied for his goat. In the morning he was a nervous wreck and would not touch his food. Nevertheless, he was sent to the race and, of course, lost it because he had “lost his goat.” Another fellow “had his goat.” So you see what I meant by using this slang of the day. The fakers first get your goat――your WILL and COURAGE――then you are bound to lose the race of Life. Keep your goat by and in you always. CHAPTER VII YOUR VOCATION AND HOW TO FIT YOURSELF FOR IT You will now see that a perfectly-balanced and well-cared-for body is necessary to produce a clear-thinking brain; that it is impossible to bring out the best in you unless you have the best of tools with which to work. No machinist would think of trying to do good work with dull, rusty or weak tools, and the most valuable tools of all are those which we are endowed with――hands and brains. The boys in the past――many of the UNsuccessful men of to-day, though not by any means through their own fault――were brought up under a false idea of democracy. Matters were not as well understood as they are now, and the progress made all goes to benefit the boys of to-day. There is a fairly good reason why we have had so many dissatisfied youths in the past who are the failures to-day. It is because these men as youths were never fitted for the work in the world they could best do. The error was in the false idea of the teachers that all boys’ brains were made of the same workable stuff, and all that was necessary was to give to each and every boy the same teaching and then turn him loose to try to make a happy career. Of course in many, too many cases, there was nothing the boy could find to do that meant anything to him. He could hang around corners, smoke cigarettes and hear stories and words of injury to any healthy youth. He could find some job in a store or perhaps office work, but fitted for real work and happiness in that work, he never was. Such a boy had really wasted valuable time in school, and it was not strange that when he left school he had no sense of the value of time. And such a boy often left school with an idea that he was not as bright as some other boys; this was the commencement of a state of discouragement all through his life――the reason he felt himself a failure. Yet all these unfortunate lads were the equal of those who had graduated with high honors in Latin or history, only the things they could do best had never been given them to do.