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But most of all we
are proud of the real man whom this famous author, his friend, reveals here
A GOOD many years ago, I asked Jack London, who knew rather more about men, women, children and dogs than anybody else I ever met, what he considered the measure of a man.
He didn’t like those over-all questions much because he said there were too many fine shades for any answer to be entirely just. But I was very young then and inclined to want to know everything in plain black and white, so he twinkled at me and after a moment’s thought he said, “If you have to boil it down, I suppose it must be how he behaves p when the going gets tough.”
M Things hke that stay with you and M for a good many, years I’ve applied that test. I’ve even gone so far as to apply it to myself. There are all
kinds of poetical expressions to describe those times in life when man is up against the great forces and the great demands, when he is weighed in the balance and found wanting or not.
When you are at war you need none of them. War itself is the supreme and final test.
In such a war as we are fighting now it is quite plain that nd man can remain unchanged, no man will ever be the same after it is over, either to himself or to the rest of humanity. And we have had, each of us, our own bitter disappointments, our own intense satisfactions and our own surprises good and bad. Some of the men and women we know have turned out a lot better than we thought they would; wiser.
stronger, more unselfish, than we suspected them to be. And some have turned out a lot worse; blinder, stupider, lazier, greedier and less courageous than we believed possible.
Everybody has been put to the greatest test the nation has known in all its history. And the record is there. Either we measured up or we didn’t.
I am writing this story as a small tribute to a man who measured up. I think we ought to know about it and think about it. It is good for the soul in these days to find that our idols don’t have feet of clay, but that they are worthy of the love we’ve given them. More than that, I think we ought to repay them by trying ourselves to live up to the standards