The autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, G.C.B.Stanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton)
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The autobiography of Sir Henry Morton Stanley, G.C.B.
Stanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton)
Africa, Central -- Biography; Explorers -- Africa -- Biography; Stanley, Henry M. (Henry Morton), 1841-1904
I suggested to him that I laboured under disadvantages such as hampered
very few other boys, which would act as a clog on the free exercise of
my abilities, and that, even if other people refrained from alluding to
my Parish breeding, the memory of it would always have a depressing
effect on me. But such thoughts he met with something like angry
contempt. ‘I don’t know,’ said he, ‘what the custom of the Welsh people
may be, but _here_ we regard personal character and worth, not pedigree.
With us, people are advanced, not for what their parentage may have
been, but for what they are themselves. All whom I meet in broadcloth
have risen through their own efforts, and not because they were their
father’s children. President Buchanan was made our chief magistrate
because he was himself, and not because of his father, or his ancestors,
or because he was poorly or richly brought up. We put a premium on the
proper exercise of every faculty, and guarantee to every man full
freedom to better himself in any way he chooses, provided always he does
not exercise it at the expense of the rights of other people. It is only
those who refuse to avail themselves of their opportunities, and
shamefully abuse them, that we condemn.’
At other times, the vehemence of youth would frequently betray itself;
and, if I had not been checked, I should probably have developed undue
loquacity. Being of sanguine temper by nature, I was led through gushes
of healthy rapture into excesses of speech; but he would turn on me, and
gravely say that he was not accustomed to carry magnifiers with him;
that, owing to his own sense of proportion, my figures gave him no true
idea of the fact I wished to state, that my free use of unnecessary
ciphers only created confusion in his mind. Sometimes he would assume a
comical look of incredulity, which brought me to my senses very quickly,
and made me retract what I had said, and repeat the statement with a
more sacred regard for accuracy. ‘Just so,’ he would say; ‘if a thing is
worth stating at all, it might as well be stated truly. A boy’s fancy is
very warm, I know; but, if once he acquires the habit of multiplying his
figures, every fact will soon become no better than a fable.’
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