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more money, so he tried selling trucks. Suffering from an inferiority
complex that, as he put it, was eating his heart out, he had to walk
up and down in front of an office half a dozen times before he could
summon up enough courage to open the door. He was so
discouraged as a salesman that he was thinking of going back to
working with his hands in a machine shop, when one day he
received a letter inviting him to an organization meeting of the Dale
Carnegie Course in Effective Speaking.
He didn't want to attend. He feared he would have to associate with
a lot of college graduates, that he would be out of place.
His despairing wife insisted that he go, saying, "It may do you some
good, Pat. God knows you need it." He went down to the place
where the meeting was to be held and stood on the sidewalk for five
minutes before he could generate enough self-confidence to enter
the room.
The first few times he tried to speak in front of the others, he was
dizzy with fear. But as the weeks drifted by, he lost all fear of
audiences and soon found that he loved to talk - the bigger the
crowd, the better. And he also lost his fear of individuals and of his
superiors. He presented his ideas to them, and soon he had been
advanced into the sales department. He had become a valued and
much liked member of his company. This night, in the Hotel
Pennsylvania, Patrick O'Haire stood in front of twenty-five hundred
people and told a gay, rollicking story of his achievements. Wave
after wave of laughter swept over the audience. Few professional
speakers could have equaled his performance.
The next speaker, Godfrey Meyer, was a gray-headed banker, the
father of eleven children. The first time he had attempted to speak in
class, he was literally struck dumb. His mind refused to function. His
story is a vivid illustration of how leadership gravitates to the person
who can talk.
He worked on Wall Street, and for twenty-five years he had been
living in Clifton, New Jersey. During that time, he had taken no
active part in community affairs and knew perhaps five hundred
people.
Shortly after he had enrolled in the Carnegie course, he received his
tax bill and was infuriated by what he considered unjust charges.
Ordinarily, he would have sat at home and fumed, or he would have
taken it out in grousing to his neighbors. But instead, he put on his
hat that night, walked into the town meeting, and blew off steam in
public.
As a result of that talk of indignation, the citizens of Clifton, New
Jersey, urged him to run for the town council. So for weeks he went
from one meeting to another, denouncing waste and municipal
extravagance.
There were ninety-six candidates in the field. When the ballots were
counted, lo, Godfrey Meyer's name led all the rest. Almost overnight,
he had become a public figure among the forty thousand people in
his community. As a result of his talks, he made eighty times more
friends in six weeks than he had been able to previously in twentyfive years.
And his salary as councilman meant that he got a return of 1,000
percent a year on his investment in the Carnegie course.
The third speaker, the head of a large national association of food
manufacturers, told how he had been unable to stand up and
express his ideas at meetings of a board of directors.
As a result of learning to think on his feet, two astonishing things
happened. He was soon made president of his association, and in
that capacity, he was obliged to address meetings all over the United
States. Excerpts from his talks were put on the Associated Press
wires and printed in newspapers and trade magazines throughout
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