"I have some good advice to give you," Elsie went on, "for your manners. There's company manners and there's home-folks manners. Some people have very fine company manners, but their home-folks manners are horrid. They make all their smiles in company, and just have frowns and pouts and frets for the family; which of course, you know, is very unfair and not nice at all. Some people don't divide theirs up; they have manners that are just the same all the time. And this is a much better way, especially if they are a pleasant kind, my dear.
"Some people get their manners at Paris, and some people's mothers tell them to them when they are young. But my dear Maud Anna Belinda, if you want yours to be good and lovely through and through, you must have a good and lovely heart that's full of kindness and best wishes to everybody. Those are the sort they have in heaven, and heaven's a better place to get them from than Paris, I guess.
"So now I'm done. And I will give you a kiss to remember it by."
If Maud Anna Belinda did not need Elsie's advice, that is not saying that some of us may not.
—Selected.
"That boy looks like a gentleman," said poor little Harry, looking at that boy's nice clothes and then at his own poor ones.
He got on a street car. Soon he gave up his seat to a woman, and picked up her gloves.
"You're a little gentleman," she said.
You can be a gentleman, no matter how shabby your clothes.