SELECT THE RIGHT LOCATION
      
      After securing the right vocation, you must be careful to select the
      proper location. You may have been cut out for a hotel keeper, and they
      say it requires a genius to "know how to keep a hotel." You might conduct
      a hotel like clock-work, and provide satisfactorily for five hundred
      guests every day; yet, if you should locate your house in a small village
      where there is no railroad communication or public travel, the location
      would be your ruin. It is equally important that you do not commence
      business where there are already enough to meet all demands in the same
      occupation. I remember a case which illustrates this subject. When I was
      in London in 1858, I was passing down Holborn with an English friend and
      came to the "penny shows." They had immense cartoons outside, portraying
      the wonderful curiosities to be seen "all for a penny." Being a little in
      the "show line" myself, I said "let us go in here." We soon found
      ourselves in the presence of the illustrious showman, and he proved to be
      the sharpest man in that line I had ever met. He told us some
      extraordinary stories in reference to his bearded ladies, his Albinos, and
      his Armadillos, which we could hardly believe, but thought it "better to
      believe it than look after the proof'." He finally begged to call our
      attention to some wax statuary, and showed us a lot of the dirtiest and
      filthiest wax figures imaginable. They looked as if they had not seen
      water since the Deluge.
    
    
       "What is there so wonderful about your statuary?" I asked.
"What is there so wonderful about your statuary?" I asked.
    
    
      "I beg you not to speak so satirically," he replied, "Sir, these are not Madam Tussaud's wax figures, all covered with gilt and tinsel and imitation diamonds, and copied from engravings and photographs. Mine, sir, were taken from life. Whenever you look upon one of those figures, you may consider that you are looking upon the living individual."
    
    
      Glancing casually at them, I saw one labeled "Henry VIII," and feeling a
      little curious upon seeing that it looked like Calvin Edson, the living
      skeleton, I said: "Do you call that 'Henry the Eighth?'" He replied,
      "Certainly; sir; it was taken from life at Hampton Court, by special order
      of his majesty; on such a day."
    
    
      He would have given the hour of the day if I had resisted; I said,
      "Everybody knows that 'Henry VIII.' was a great stout old king, and that
      figure is lean and lank; what do you say to that?"
    
    
      "Why," he replied, "you would be lean and lank yourself if you sat there
      as long as he has."
    
    
      There was no resisting such arguments. I said to my English friend, "Let
      us go out; do not tell him who I am; I show the white feather; he beats me."
    
    
      He followed us to the door, and seeing the rabble in the street, he called
      out, "ladies and gentlemen, I beg to draw your attention to the
      respectable character of my visitors," pointing to us as we walked away. I
      called upon him a couple of days afterwards; told him who I was, and said:
    
    
      "My friend, you are an excellent showman, but you have selected a bad location."
    
    
      He replied, "This is true, sir; I feel that all my talents are thrown away; but what can I do?"
    
    
      "You can go to America," I replied. "You can give full play to your
      faculties over there; you will find plenty of elbowroom in America; I will
      engage you for two years; after that you will be able to go on your own
      account."
    
    
      He accepted my offer and remained two years in my New York Museum. He then
      went to New Orleans and carried on a traveling show business during the
      summer. To-day he is worth sixty thousand dollars, simply because he
      selected the right vocation and also secured the proper location. The old
      proverb says, "Three removes are as bad as a fire," but when a man is in
      the fire, it matters but little how soon or how often he removes.