I thoroughly appreciate the fact that all boys must have some kind of
recreation. The working-boy needs it more than the schoolboy. You cease
to be a healthy youth when you do not care for recreation, and fun,
play and release at certain intervals from all kinds of work is your
birthright. But this recreation should be taken in fresh air and with
proper companions. While speaking of fresh air I am reminded of several
letters from boys sent to me after our last Chat. They asked about the
same question: “If my father or mother died from consumption, is there
any use of my fitting myself for a trade if I am to have consumption?”
We can settle this question in a very few decided words. No matter if
your whole family died from consumption, it does not mean you will
have consumption. Consumption is not a disease you can inherit. Now
don’t forget this truth. But if you are born of consumptive parents
it generally means that your parents did not know the curative value
of fresh air. If you were kept in the same rooms where the germs of
tuberculosis lived and thrived you ran big risks. But if you got away
from these conditions as soon as you knew the danger, then, even if you
have slight symptoms of the disease, you can be assured of a complete
cure.
FRESH AIR DAY AND NIGHT, WITH NOURISHING FOOD AND PLENTY OF IT, WILL
KEEP YOU FREE FROM CONSUMPTION. These conditions will cure you in the
first stages.
It is very important, however, that the boy whose parents died from
consumption should not follow any trade or vocation which keeps him
indoors during the growing period of his life. He never should take up
any employment which means living in a dusty atmosphere, where metal
filings are floating in the air. Keep out of button factories. The dust
from the old bones used to make buttons and similar articles is apt to
irritate the lungs, and when this condition is brought about the germs
of consumption find a ready soil to breed in, and they do so.
You need have no fear of consumption if you follow the rule of keeping
your lungs clean; fresh air is the broom for this kind of cleaning.
The curse of the public dance halls is not known to you all. I do not
speak of the immoral conditions surrounding many of these places, but
of the physical conditions. You cannot frequent these poorly-ventilated
halls without having poisons circulated in your brains. If you are
studying to perfect yourself in some vocation which calls for a
perfect adjustment between the brain and hands; if your work calls
for the keenest eyesight or acutest form of hearing; the edge will be
taken off these tools should you spend your nights where the air is
foul, where the skins of careless and ignorant persons are giving off
their poisons, where the dust brought in by skirts is swirled in the
atmosphere by the dancing crowd.
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