Garcia was somewhere in the mountain fastnessesofCuba-nooneknewwhere. ThePresident must secure his co-operation, and quickly. Someone said to the President, “There’s a fellow by the name of Rowan will ﬁnd Garcia for you, if anybody can.” Rowan was sent for and given a letter to be delivered to. Download Free PDF. A Message to Garcia. Download Full PDF Package. A short summary of this paper. 10 Full PDFs related to this paper. But next to doing the thing without being told is to do it when you are told once. That is to say, carry the Message to Garcia: those who can carry a message get high. Carried the message to Garcia. It came to me like a flash! Yes, the boy is right, the hero is the man who does his work-who carries the message to Garcia. I got up from the table, and wrote 'A Message to Garcia.' I thought so little of it that we ran it in the Magazine without a heading. The edition went out, and soon orders began to come for. Short Nonfiction Collection Vol. 014by Various AuthorsA collection of short nonfiction works in the public domain. The essays, speeches and reports included. View PDF A Message to Garcia Elbert Hubbard – Apologia Courtesy of Florida Judicial Services, LLC (888) 501-3157 Page 3 requests for re-prints of that particular edition. View PDF Message to Garcia By Elbert Hubbard (1856-1915) (Editor and Publisher of The Philistine) Most Widely Read Essay in History In all this Cuban business (Spanish.
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In all this Cuban business there is one man stands out on the horizon of my memory like Mars at perihelion.
When war broke out between Spain and the United States, it was very necessary to communicate quickly with the leader of the Insurgents.Garcia was somewhere in the mountain fastnesses of Cuba--no one knew where. No mail or telegraph message could reach him. The Presidentmust secure his co-operation, and quickly. What to do!
Some one said to the President, 'There is a fellow by the name of Rowan will find Garcia for you, if anybody can.'
Rowan was sent for and was given a letter to be delivered to Garcia. How 'the fellow by the name of Rowan' took the letter, sealed it up in an oilskin pouch, strapped it over his heart, in four days landed by night off the coast of Cuba from an open boat, disappeared into the jungle, and in three weeks came out on the other side of the Island, having traversed a hostile country on foot, and delivered his letter to Garcia--are things I have no special desire now to tell in detail. The point that I wish to make is this: McKinley gave Rowan a letter to be delivered to Garcia; Rowan took the letter and did not ask, 'Where is he at?' By the Eternal! Mach desktop. there is a man whose form should be cast in deathless bronze and the statue placed in every college of the land. It is not book-learning young men need, nor instruction about this and that, but a stiffening of the vertebrae which will cause them to be loyal to a trust, to act promptly, concentrate their energies: do the thing--'Carry a message to Garcia.'
General Garcia is dead now, but there are other Garcias.
No man who has endeavored to carry out an enterprise where many hands were needed, but has been well-nigh appalled at times by theimbecility of the average man--the inability or unwillingness to concentrate on a thing and do it.
Slipshod assistance, foolish inattention, dowdy indifference, and half-hearted work seem the rule; and no man succeeds, unless by hookor crook or threat he forces or bribes other men to assist him; or mayhap, God in His goodness performs a miracle, and sends him an Angelof Light for an assistant. You, reader, put this matter to a test: You are sitting now in your office--six clerks are within call. Summon any one and make this request: 'Please look in the encyclopedia and make a brief memorandum for me concerning the life of Correggio.'
Will the clerk quietly say, 'Yes, sir,' and go do the task?
On your life he will not. He will look at you out of a fishy eye and ask one or more of the following questions:
- Who was he?
- Which encyclopedia?
- Where is the encyclopedia?
- Was I hired for that?
- Don't you mean Bismarck?
- What's the matter with Charlie doing it?
- Is he dead?
- Is there any hurry?
- Shall I bring you the book and let you look it up yourself?
- What do you want to know for?
- I wasn't hired for that anyway!
And I will lay you ten to one that after you have answered the questions, and explained how to find the information, and why you wantit, the clerk will go off and get one of the other clerks to help him try to find Garcia--and then come back and tell you there is no such man. Of course I may lose my bet, but according to the Law of Average I will not.
Now, if you are wise, you will not bother to explain to your 'assistant' that Correggio is indexed under the C's, not in the K's,but you will smile very sweetly and say, 'Never mind,' and go look it up yourself.
And this incapacity for independent action, this moral stupidity, this infirmity of the will, this unwillingness to cheerfully catch holdand lift--these are the things that put pure Socialism so far into the future. If men will not act for themselves, what will they do whenthe benefit of their effort is for all? A first mate with knotted club seems necessary; and the dread of getting 'the bounce' Saturday night holds many a worker to his place.
Advertise for a stenographer, and nine out of ten who apply can neither spell nor punctuate--and do not think it necessary to.
Can such a one write a letter to Garcia?
'You see that bookkeeper,' said a foreman to me in a large factory.
'Yes; what about him?'
'Well, he's a fine accountant, but if I'd send him up-town on an errand, he might accomplish the errand all right, and on the otherhand, might stop at four saloons on the way, and when he got to Main Street would forget what he had been sent for.'
Can such a man be entrusted to carry a message to Garcia?
We have recently been hearing much maudlin sympathy expressed for the 'downtrodden denizens of the sweat-shop' and the 'homeless wanderersearching for honest employment,' and with it all often go many hard words for the men in power.
Nothing is said about the employer who grows old before his time in a vain attempt to get frowsy ne'er-do-wells to do intelligent work; and his long, patient striving with 'help' that does nothing but loaf when his back is turned. In every store and factory there is a constant weeding-out process going on. The employer is continually sending away 'help' that have shown their incapacity to further the interests of the business, and others are being taken on.
No matter how good times are, this sorting continues: only if times are hard and work is scarce, the sorting is done finer--but out andforever out the incompetent and unworthy go. It is the survival of the fittest. Self-interest prompts every employer to keep the best—those who can carry a message to Garcia.
I know one man of really brilliant parts who has not the ability to manage a business of his own, and yet who is absolutely worthless toany one else, because he carries with him constantly the insane suspicion that his employer is oppressing, or intending to oppress,him. He can not give orders; and he will not receive them. Should a message be given him to take to Garcia, his answer would probably be,'Take it yourself!'
Tonight this man walks the streets looking for work, the wind whistling through his threadbare coat. No one who knows him dareemploy him, for he is a regular firebrand of discontent. He is impervious to reason, and the only thing that can impress him is thetoe of a thick-soled Number Nine boot.
Of course I know that one so morally deformed is no less to be pitied than a physical cripple; but in our pitying let us drop a tear, too, for the men who are striving to carry on a great enterprise, whose working hours are not limited by the whistle, and whose hair is fast turning white through the struggle to hold in line dowdy indifference, slipshod imbecility, and the heartless ingratitude which, but for their enterprise, would be both hungry and homeless.
Have I put the matter too strongly? Possibly I have; but when all the world has gone a-slumming I wish to speak a word of sympathy for the man who succeeds--the man who, against great odds, has directed the efforts of others, and having succeeded, finds there's nothing in it: nothing but bare board and clothes. I have carried a dinner-pail and worked for day's wages, and I have also been an employer of labor, and I know there is something to be said on both sides. There is no excellence, per se, in poverty; rags are no recommendation; and all employers are not rapacious and high-handed, any more than all poor men are virtuous.
My heart goes out to the man who does his work when the 'boss' is away, as well as when he is at home. And the man who, when givena letter for Garcia, quietly takes the missive, without asking any idiotic questions, and with no lurking intention of chucking it intothe nearest sewer, or of doing aught else but deliver it, never gets 'laid off,' nor has to go on a strike for higher wages. Civilizationis one long, anxious search for just such individuals. Anything such a man asks shall be granted. His kind is so rare that no employer can afford to let him go. He is wanted in every city, town and village—in every office, shop, store and factory.
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