To be thrown on the benevolence of children is a sad ending to independent natures, to people of experience.  Crudely put, those who have been dependents are now sustainers; those who have been led now guide; the inferiors are the superiors.  This is not cynicism, for with the best intentions in the world, if the children are also poor, the care of the parents is a burden that they cannot help showing, sooner or later.

Looking forward to such an ending to the hard work and struggle of a lifetime is part of the worry of poverty, to be classed with the fear of sickness and unemployment.

We may loudly proclaim that one honest man is as good as another, that character is the measure of worth, that success cannot be measured by money.  These things are true; the difficulty is not to make people believe it, it is to make people feel it.  Deeply ingrained in poverty is not alone to be deprived of things desired; more important is the feeling of inferiority that goes with the condition.  Only in the Bohemia of the novelists do the poor feel equal to the rich.

One of the fundamental strivings of the human being is the enlargement of the self-feeling, which fundamentally is the wish to be superior, to have the admiration and homage of others.  All daydreaming builds this air castle; all ambition has this as its goal.  No matter how we disguise it to ourselves and others, the main ends of purpose are power and place.  True, we may wish for power and place so as to help others; we may wish them as the result of constructive work and achievement, but the enlargement of self-feeling is the end result of the striving.

To be poor is to be inferior in feeling and applies equally to men and women.  Man is a competitive-social animal and competes in everything, from the cleverness and beauty of his children to the excellence of his taste in hats.  Money has the advantage of being the symbol of value, of being concrete and definite, and of having the inestimable property of purchasing power.

Now woman is as competitive as her mate.  A housewife vies with her neighboring housewives in her clothes, her good looks, her youth, her husband, her children, her home, her housekeeping, her money,—­vies with her in folly as well as in wisdom.  How much of the extravagance of women (and here is a difficulty to be dealt with later) arises from rivalry only the tongues of women could tell, but it is safe to say that the greater part of it has this origin.

Jealousy and envy are harsh words, yet they stand for traits having a great psychological value.  Part of the impetus for effort rises from these feelings, and an incredibly large part.  Many a man who bends unremitting in his effort has in mind some man of whose success he is envious, or whose efforts he watches with a jealousy hidden almost from himself.