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slender debutante and worship their more buxom heavy-busted and wide-hipped beauties. The only
"rational" beauty in face and figure is that which stands as the outer mask of health, vigor, intelligence and
normal procreative function. The standards set up in each age and place usually arise from local pride, from
the familiar type. The Mongolian who finds beauty in his slanting-eyed, wide-cheek boned, yellow mate has
as valid a sanction as the Anglo-Saxon who worships at the shrine of his wide-eyed, straight-nosed blonde.
 The peasant type, greatly admired by the agricultural folk of Central Europe, is stout and ruddy. This is a
better ideal of beauty than the lily-white, slender and dainty maid of the cultured, who very often can neither
work nor bear and nurse children.
When we leave the physical qualities and pass to the mental we again find a lack of agreement as to the
admirable. All agree that intelligence is to be admired, but how shall that intelligence be manifested? In
practice, the major part of the world admires the intelligence that is financially and socially successful, and the
rich and powerful have the greatest share of the world's praise. Power, strength, and superiority command
admiration, even from the unwilling, and the philosopher who stands aloof from the world and is without real
strength finds himself admiring a crude, bustling fellow ordering men about. True, we admire such
acknowledged great intelligences as Plato, Galileo, Newton, Pascal, Darwin, etc., but in reality only a
fragment of the men and women of any country know anything at all about these men, and the admiration of
most is an acceptance of the authority of others as to what it is proper to admire. Genuine admiration is in
proportion to the intelligence and idealism of the admirer. And there are in this country a thousand intense
admirers of Babe Ruth and his mighty baseball club to one who pours out his soul before the image of
Pasteur. You may know a man (or woman) not by his lip-homage, but by...
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