With such consummate cheek, a man ought to get on in the world, I think, for after all it is self-confidence and "bluffing" that seems to succeed most. However down in the world you are, however bad your "hand," you only have to "bluff" a little to make it all right. There are many foolish people in the world ready to be your dupes, and luckily they never think of asking to "see" you. Even the best of us try it on a little; we strive to hide our skeletons under the cloak of cheerfulness, and entirely disguise our real feelings-- "Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we; For, such as we are made of, such we be." THE END. End of Project Gutenberg's Lazy Thoughts of a Lazy Girl, by Jenny Wren