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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 27, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 14

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I was sure I could never trust myself
to risk an effort at diving. It seemed
certain that some dire fate would be
fall me if I ventured out over the six
foot mark in the plunge. .
Mentally, I was a fine example of
all that an athlete should not be; of
what anybody should not be who
hopes to achieve success, who de
sires to win the worth-while things
in life.
I shivered around the shallow wa
ter for days before I felt that I even
dared to try something that seemed
more dangerous. I proved altogether
a timid, unsatisfactory pupil. My in
structor, who had been most patient
with me, gave me a rather sharp lec
ture one day.
"Miss Dorfner," he said, "you've
got to get this nption of 'I can't' out
of your head. You'll never learn to
swim and you'll do few other things
you hope to accomplish if you per
sist in being afraid to move. There
is absolutely' nothing to be fright
ened about You're not going to
drown and you've simply got to con
vince yourself of that fact"
Then he actually made me get out
into deep water. I really was fright
ened, but kls scolding made me an
gry, so I just decided that I would
show him I could do something, even
if I died trying. Of course, I did not
drown. He was there to prevent
that very tiling. After I learned that
I could propel myself through deep
water, even though I was a novice at
the water sport, I gained more confi
dence. A very delicious thrill of vic
tory went over me. I had accom
plished something I had never done
before and the effort in doing it was
not one small part as terrible as I
' had imagined it would be. In a few
days I was doing fairly well at swim
ming and had also realized my fool
ishness in conjuring up all sorts of
fearful things that might happen.
My initial trials at swimming re
mind me of a girl I saw once in a
Philadelphia department store, r
knew the minute she came up to wait 1
on me that she was a new girl and
"simply scared to death" for fear she
would not make good. She looked
bright enough, but it was evident
that the fear of herself and her job
was making her most miserable. She
made all sorts of mistakes and
seemed about to collapse. I felt so
sorry for her that I did everything
I could do to make her feel at ease.
An older and experienced girl in
the same section noticed her plight
and same over to help her.
"Spunk up, now," I heard her say
to the frightened child. "I'm gonna
help you. Get the idea outta your
little head that you're gonna be fired
every time you breathe too loud. No,
body's gonna bite you. Everything'll
clear up for youjf you just dive in."
With -the older girl's help she
found the things I wanted and com
pleted the sale. There were three of
us pleased at that and in the eyes of
the poor child shone the glad light of
victory. If was just a small victory,
but it meant a lot to her. She had for
gotten to be afraid in her joy of ac
complishing something. I knew just
how she felt and I sympathized and
rejoiced with her silently, for I was
remembering the day I took my first
plunge into deep water.
You see the rule works out satis
factorily for both shop girls and
swimmers. Banish fear of conse
quences and dive in that's the rule.
Of course, it's easier said than done.
Well, I know that But each little
effort will create its effect in good if
you keep on with the efforts. And
after a time you will find you are t
developing self-confidence, poise and
It will be easy for you to reach
your goal, once you have attained .
these things.
(To Be Continued.)
o o
July 27, 1785 Father St Pierre,
vicar-general of the Illinois country,
was sued for libel by John Edgar s
and Louis Tournler, at KaskasMa, ,

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