Men who would not, in a dining-room, push others out of the way, rush to a table, and begin to gorge with both hands, think the same sort of conduct in their offices not only excusable, but a sort of virtue.
The whole gospel of hustle is very much overdone. To rush is not necessarily to develop real efficiency. Quite as often it develops mere aimless commotion, comparable to that of a pup frantically chasing his tail.
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