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title: Improvement Era
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periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 13
number: 12
published: 1910-10
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
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reference: "Jordan, William George, “The Crown of Individuality: XI. The Victoria Cross of Happiness,” *Improvement Era* 13, no. 12 (October 1910): 1079–1083."
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# The Crown of Individuality: XI. The Victoria Cross of Happiness

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1078
IMPROVEMENT  ERA.
and  women  who,  notwithstanding  all  the  temptations  aud  induce-
ments to  sin  thrown  around  them,  all  of  which  are  necessary  to
prove  them,  are  showing  a  purity  of  life,  strength  of  character,  a
self-denial,  a  devotion  to  duty  to  God  and  his  cause,  that  show
they  can  be  trusted  in  any  position  to  which  they  may  be  called.
And  though  we  cannot  say  that  all  are  walking  the  narrow
way,  yet  out  of  this  people,  in  the  due  time  of  the  Lord,  will  be
chosen  a  mighty  host  who  will  go  and  build  up  Zion,  the  "New
Jerusalem,"  by  the  principles  of  "the  law  of  the  celestial  king-
dom," having  a  knowledge  of  all  the  arts,  sciences,  inventions
and  conveniences  of  civilization,  also  a  knowledge  of  God  by  inspi-
ration from  heaven.  They  will  build  a  temple  and  a  city  that  will  be
the  beauty  of  holiness,  out  of  which  God  will  shine,  and  the  gen-
tiles will  come  to  her  light,  and  "kings  to  the  brightness  of  her
rising,"  a  city  that  the  Lord  will  delight  to  own  and  bless  at  his
coming.
MAxcos,  Colo.
IN  THE  GRAND  CANYON,  ARIZONA.

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The   Crown  of  Individuality.*
BY   WILLIAM   GEORGE   JORDAN.
XL — The  Victoria  Cross  of  Happiness.
Happiness  does  not  come  from  folding  our  hands,  serenely
filling  our  hearts  with  the  minor  music  of  resignation,  and  gazing
heavenward  as  though  posing  for  a  spiritual  photograph.  Happi-
ness is  activity,  not  torpor;  doing,  not  dreaming;  finding  oneself,
not  losing  oneself;  illumination,  not  illusion;  reality,  not  imagina-
tion. Happiness  does  not  fool  itself  by  believing  that  whatever  is
is  best;  it  seeks  constantly  to  find  whatever  is  best  in  what  is  and
— tries  to  make  it  better.
Making  ourselves  believe  we  are  happy,  by  thinking  that  we
are,  is  a  poor  brand  of  self -hypnotism.  It  does  not  bring  happi-
ness, any  more  than  imagining  we  are  dining  sets  before  us  a  table
with  a  real,  eatable  dinner  of  nine  courses.  Constantly  declaring
loudly  we  are  happy  when,  in  the  deep  indigo  of  a  mood,  we  feel
that  happiness  is  for  us  forever  as  extinct  as  the  dodo,  is  not
brave,  it  is  dishonest.  It  is  playing  a  confidence  game  on  the
credulity  of  our  friends.  It  is  false  optimism — the  voice  of  the
pessimist  lying  about  his  troubles.  True  happiness  does  not  brag —
it  radiates.
If  the  trials  and  sorrows  of  life  depress,  one  should  not  deny
but  realize  them,  and  then  instantly  seek  to  change  conditions,  as
the  engineer  stops  his  train  at  a  danger  signal  and  aids  in  removing
the  obstacle  on  the  track.     If  our  sorrows   be   real,  we   should
*  From  The  Crown  of  Individuality.      Copyright,  1909,  by  Fleming
Revell  Company.

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1080  IMPROVEMENT  ERA.
then  bear  them  as  bravely  as  we  can  by  concentrating  the  thought
on  brighter  things.  We  often  accentuate  our  pains  by  hot  poul-
tices of  self-sympathy  that  we  constantly  apply  to  our  wounds.
We  do  not  let  Nature  gently  heal  them;  we  do  not  seek  to  forget
ours  in  helping  others  to  forget  theirs.  Delusion  never  gives
reality.  Reality  comes  only  from  truth — right  thinking  followed
by  right  living.
The  Infinite  gives  to  no  man  happiness;  but  only  the  raw
material  from  which  it  can  be  made.  He  provides  iron  ore  but
never  plowshares,  clay  but  not  bricks,  wheat  but  not  loaves.  The
material  from  which  one  man  forms  only  an  abode  of  misery,
another  transforms  into  a  temple  of  joy.  Happiness  is  a  manu-
factured article;  it  cannot  be  bought  or  sold,  it  must  be  home-
made —by  the  individual  himself.  The  only  man  for  whom  a  ready-
made  paradise  was  provided  was  Adam — and  he  spoiled  it  all  and
was  evicted.  All  the  other  people  have  had  to  make  their  own
paradise  or  go  without.
Life  is  not  a  summer  holiday,  or  a  personally  conducted  tour
through  joyland,  or  a  dream  we  must  accept  just  as  it  comes— it
is  a  struggle,  a  battle.  We  must  do  our  part;  we  must  fight —
fight,  too,  with  no  war  maps  of  the  full  campaign  spread  out
before  us  for  our  consultation  and  inspiration.  We  must  fight  the
enemy  that  is  nearest,  vanquish  the  duty  that  stands  in  our  way,
help  the  faint  and  the  fallen,  win  every  point  of  higher,  better,
clearer  vision,  be  ready  for  whatever  comes — with  a  true  soldier's
defiance  of  the  odds  against  him.  Whatever  is  worth  while  is
worth  the  fight  to  attain  it.  If  you  want  happiness,  fight  for  it
like  a  man.  Fight  to  be  worthy  of  it,  fight  to  win  it,  fight  to
keep  it,  fight  to  share  it,  fight  to  help  others  get  theirs.
Fighting  for  happiness  is  paradoxic.  We  must  battle  for
something  higher  than  happiness  or  we  will  not  win  it.  He  who
aims  at  it  directly  always  misses  it.  He  gets  a  poor,  weak,  adul-
terated brand  of  selfishness  that  proves  that  his  satisfaction,
pleasure  or  joy  is  only  a  flavored,  cheap  substitute.  Nature's  pure
food  brand,  the  real  article,  never  has  a  bad  after-taste,  it  never
palls.  He  who  is  living  on  the  higher  levels,  battling  bravely  to
be  at  his  best,  placing  happiness  secondary  to  love,  right,  honor,
ideals,  truth,  unselfishness  and  justice,    is   the    one  to  whom  it

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THE  CROWN  OF  INDIVIDUALITY.  1081
comes.  Happiness  is  the  moral  Victoria  Cross  of  life.  It  is  an
extra  award  given  for  kingship  over  self,  a  fine  victory  on  the
battlefield  of  self,  "for  valor,"  for  the  good  of  others.
More  than  fifty  years  ago  England  established  the  Victoria
Cross — that  simple  Maltese  cross  of  bronze  with  a  decoration  and
the  words,  "For  Valor,"  the  whole  suspended  from  a  ribbon.  It
was  given  to  soldiers,  sailors,  and  to  all  others  who  proved  worthy
by  special  acts  of  unselfish  bravery  in  imperative  need.
Of  the  thousands  awarded  this  most  highly-prized  honor,  few,
if  any,  ever  thought  of  it  for  an  instant  at  the  very  hour — they
proved  supremely  worthy  of  it.  Thrilled  with  sublime  courage  in
the  heat  of  battle  they  over-rode  mere  duty  by  a  higher  inspiration.
Love  for  humanity  made  some  rise  to  supreme  heights  of  daring
to  save  the  lives  of  others.  Some  stood  brave  and  undaunted,
fearless,  almost  blind,  to  every  danger  in  the  hour  of  supreme
need  of  a  nation,  an  army  or  an  individual.
Forgetting  self,  forgetting  the  fearful  hazard,  forgetting  the
spell-bound  spectators,  forgetting  all  but  the  imperative  call  for
instant  action,  their  plan  was  hardly  conceived  before  its  accom-
plishment was  begun.  They  responded  to  some  divine  impulse  that
so  filled  the  human  that  it  left  no  room  for  thought  of  the  Cross.
They  forgot  it,  but  they  proved  worthy  of  it— and  later  it  was
pinned  on  their  breast.  Let  happiness  be  our  Victoria  Cross —
given  because  of  our  proving  worthy.
The  battlefield  in  our  fight  for  happiness  is  not  the  world  but
— self.  Mere  attainment  of  wealth,  fame,  success,  position,
power  or  possession  does  not  necessarily  bring — happiness.  The
history  of  the  ages  proves  this.  Happiness  comes  ever  from  with-
in. It  is  the  atmosphere  of  an  inner  calm  and  peace.  We
must  battle  not  for  happiness  directly  but — against  the  elements
within  us  that  keep  happiness  from  us,  and  valiantly  on  the  side  of
those  that  will  help  us  win  it.  There  are  traits  within  us  that
often  poison  the  cup  of  happiness  when  it  is  safe  within  our  hand,
— jealousy,  malice,  stubbornness,  envy,  pride,  selfishness,  idleness,
fear,  worry,  suspicion,  and  a  host  of  others.  Let  us  realize  the
elements  that  keep  us  from  happiness,  keep  the  need  of  mastering
them  before  us,  and  we  start  bravely  on  the  road.
Worrv  is  a  common  enemy  to  happiness.      It  is  restless  sur-

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1082  IMPROVEMENT  ERA.
render  to  vague  fears,  not  meeting  them  singly,  but  multiplying
them.  It  is  the  insistent,  irritating  iteration  of  one  disturbing
thought.  Have  you  ever  struck  repeatedly  one  key  of  a  type-
writer when  the  ribbon  does  not  move  and  then  found  it  worn
through  in  a  few  moments?  There  is  no  progress,  no  writing  pro-
duced, no  result  but  useless  wear.  This  is  how  worry  acts  on  the
mind;  it  eats  through  energy,  purpose,  vitality,  and  produces —
nothing.  It  is  not  the  sunshine  of  clear  thinking  focused  on  a
problem,  it  is  a  dull,  distorting,  blurring  mental  fog  that  creates
phantoms  where  none  exist.  It  is  not  easy  to  control;  but  it  can
be  conquered,  and  it  must  be  or  it  will  darken  the  whole  life  of  the
individual.     Taking  shorter  views  of  the  daily  living  helps  greatly.
Living  from  day  to  day,  making  each  day  a  complete  life  in
itself,  doing  each  day  our  best,  and  in  the  realization  we  have  done
our  best  facing  results  bravely, — this  is  the  magic  formula  that
somehow  we  must  learn  to  transform  into  real  living.  Worry  has
a  corner  on  most  of  the — unhappiness  in  this  life  of  ours.
We  must  fight  against  selfishness  if  we  would  win — happiness.
All  the  sins,  weaknesses,  and  follies  of  human  nature  are  simply
selfishness  appearing  and  reappearing  under  a  hundred  disguises
or  changes  of  garb.  Selfishness  is  treacherous  because  it  pro-
duces a  temporary  counterfeit  of  happiness  that  cheats  the  individ-
ual. It  gives  a  semblance  while  destroying  the  reality.  It  puts
him  out  of  touch  with  humanity,  kills  his  genuine  interest  in  others,
isolates  him,  intensifies  his  demands  while  diminishing  his  real
resources,  destroys  his  true  perspective  of  life,  builds  up  a  false
self-sufficiency,  a  self-finality.  Nothing  that  lives  in  nature  lives
for  itself  alone.  The  plant  that  absorbs  what  is  to  it  life-food,
carbonic  acid  from  the  air,  must  exhale  oxygen  or  it  will  die.
Giving  is  as  vital  as  getting.  Fighting  for  happiness  means  get-
ting it  in  order  that  we  may  give  it,  and  by  giving  it  we  get  it
again  in  new  form.
Nothing  outside  of  man  can  make  him  really —happy.  It  must
in  some  way  enter  into  the  very  fibers  and  substance  of  our  lives
and  thoughts  and  needs.  Happiness  ultimately  means  self-conquest,
self -harmony.  It  is  the  higher  self  ruling  in  peace  over  a  con-
quered lower  self,  as  a  victorious  general  wisely  rules  a  city  he  has
taken.    Happiness  must  not  be  confused  with  content,  satisfaction,
