BE SYSTEMATIC
Men should be systematic in their business. A person who does business by
rule, having a time and place for everything, doing his work promptly,
will accomplish twice as much and with half the trouble of him who does it
carelessly and slipshod. By introducing system into all your transactions,
doing one thing at a time, always meeting appointments with punctuality,
you find leisure for pastime and recreation; whereas the man who only half
does one thing, and then turns to something else, and half does that, will
have his business at loose ends, and will never know when his day's work
is done, for it never will be done. Of course, there is a limit to all
these rules. We must try to preserve the happy medium, for there is such a
thing as being too systematic. There are men and women, for instance, who
put away things so carefully that they can never find them again. It is
too much like the "red tape" formality at Washington, and Mr. Dickens'
"Circumlocution Office", - all theory and no result.
When the "Astor House" was first started in New York city, it was
undoubtedly the best hotel in the country. The proprietors had learned a
good deal in Europe regarding hotels, and the landlords were proud of the
rigid system which pervaded every department of their great establishment.
When twelve o'clock at night had arrived, and there were a number of
guests around, one of the proprietors would say, "Touch that bell, John;"
and in two minutes sixty servants, with a water-bucket in each hand, would
present themselves in the hall. "This," said the landlord, addressing his
guests, "is our fire-bell; it will show you we are quite safe here; we do
everything systematically." This was before the Croton water was
introduced into the city. But they sometimes carried their system too far.
On one occasion, when the hotel was thronged with guests, one of the
waiters was suddenly indisposed, and although there were fifty waiters in
the hotel, the landlord thought he must have his full complement, or his
"system" would be interfered with. Just before dinner-time, he rushed down
stairs and said, "There must be another waiter, I am one waiter short,
what can I do?" He happened to see "Boots," the Irishman. "Pat," said he,
"wash your hands and face; take that white apron and come into the
dining-room in five minutes." Presently Pat appeared as required, and the
proprietor said: "Now Pat, you must stand behind these two chairs, and
wait on the gentlemen who will occupy them; did you ever act as a waiter?"
"I know all about it, sure, but I never did it."
Like the Irish pilot, on one occasion when the captain, thinking he was
considerably out of his course, asked, "Are you certain you understand
what you are doing?"
Pat replied, "Sure and I knows every rock in the channel."
That moment, "bang" thumped the vessel against a rock.
"Ah! be-jabers, and that is one of 'em," continued the pilot. But to
return to the dining-room. "Pat," said the landlord, "here we do
everything systematically. You must first give the gentlemen each a plate
of soup, and when they finish that, ask them what they will have next."
Pat replied, "Ah! an' I understand parfectly the vartues of shystem."
Very soon in came the guests. The plates of soup were placed before them.
One of Pat's two gentlemen ate his soup; the other did not care for it. He
said: "Waiter, take this plate away and bring me some fish." Pat looked at
the untasted plate of soup, and remembering the instructions of the
landlord in regard to "system," replied: "Not till ye have ate yer supe!"
Of course that was carrying "system" entirely too far.