If he is of this intellectual type, he is far more likely to become an architect, or, perhaps, to idealize his talents even further and devote himself to literature on the subject of architecture, home planning, and home decoration.  The boy of this type, who in his youth seems to take a particular interest in horses, cattle, dogs, and other animals, may not necessarily be best qualified for a stock breeder or a dairyman.  Possibly he should become a veterinarian or even a physician and surgeon.  Or his bent may be in the direction of science, so that he makes a name as a naturalist.

The first and most important thing for people of this type, and for parents having children of this type, is to get it firmly fixed in their minds, once for all, that they are not fitted for hard physical work.  The next important thing, of course, is to secure a broad and complete education along general lines.  If there is any striking and particular talent along any one line, such an education is more than likely to bring it out and to cause it to seek further development.  In case there is no such distinct predilection manifested, further and more minute study of the individual will have to be made in order to determine just what kind of intellectual work will give him the best opportunities for success and happiness.  Even in the want of such a careful analysis, it is, nevertheless, true that an individual of this type, who has no marked inclination toward any one form of mental activity, is always far better placed, far happier, and far more successful if trained to do any kind of intellectual work than if left untrained and compelled to try to earn his own living by the use of his bones and muscles.

CHAPTER V

THE FAT MAN

When we were children and went to the circus, our favorite performer in the sawdust ring was always the clown, and our favorite clown was the fat one.  In fact, we do not remember ever having seen a clown who was not a fat man.

Alas! how many were the tribulations of our rotund friend!  How he was buffeted, and paddled, and slapped!  How often he tumbled and fell!  How maliciously inanimate objects flew up and hit him in the face!  How constantly his best efforts went for naught, how invariably he was misunderstood!  How great was the glee with which everybody persecuted him and knocked him about the ring!  And yet, notwithstanding all his troubles, did he win from us a sympathetic sigh or even the fraction of a tear, except tears of laughter?  All his troubles seemed funny to us.

Millions are still laughing at the comic tribulations of dear old John Bunny, although he has gone beyond the power of things to trouble him.  We have laughed and are still laughing at Thomas Wise.  From the days of Falstaff down to those of the “movies,” we have enjoyed laughing at the plights of a fat man on the stage.

FAT MEN RULE THE WORLD