Let us assume you have come bouncing into the world, a brand new human male, complete with all your equip­ment.

It may seem, even to the casual observer, that you are well fitted out, and that you have obvious attributes that your sister does not.

Chances are, too, that you will be larger and heavier, which may lead you to believe that you are also stronger and more durable.

This, unfortunately, is not the case.

As a human male you are the weaker of the two sexes, until now doomed to poorer health and to an earlier death.

The figures are clear and convincing. In the United States the life expectancy of women is 71 years, of men 65 Vi. Women recover from diseases more easily and fre­quently, are physically superior to men in almost every way. They are sixteen times less likely to have color blind­ness, seven times less likely to have hysteria, eight times less likely to stutter, immune to hemophilia, far less sub­ject to epilepsy and many other diseases.

Mentally, too, women are much more stable. You have only to take a swing through our mental hospitals to see that male patients far outnumber females.

Without the real power of reproduction

WHY?

Why is this true? You will find the answer in your chromo­somes. The "Y," or male-producing sperm were pitifully neglected by nature. They contain only a niggardly por­tion of the rich chromosomatic load—the "X" chromo­somes—of the female-producing sperm.

Briefly, in the male something has been left out.

Some have tried to shrug this off, as though a chromo­some or two made little difference. They have only to look around them every day and see how tragically wrong they are.

Look about you. Note with a smile, if you dare, this tatterdemalion band of human males going bravely on, its hair thinning, its whiskers growing, its paunches expand­ing, its nerves twitching, its arches falling, without the real power of reproduction, or the solace of motherhood.

Note how bravely they stride forward, head erect, eyes clear, and courage firm—even though barren, sickly, men­tally confused, and doomed to an early grave.

... or the solace of motherhood ...

WHAT CAN WE DO?

Is there any way we can save these tragic figures, any way to ease their pain, calm their nerves, save their strength, or settle their stomachs?

He answer is a ringing YES!

We can help the human male—and though the path is not an easy one, we can follow it, each of us, by reading and putting into effect a number of tested rules.

BEGIN NOW

It is never too early in life—nor too late—to begin this study.

If you are a lad of five or six, having this read to you at your mother's knee, good! Like the ballet, the violin, and the tightrope, really fine maleness should begin early.

On the other hand, if you are crowding seventy, it is still not too late to add happy years to your life.

Regardless of your age, after the first few pages you will feel your load begin to lighten, your shoulders straighten, and a new look of courage come into your eyes.

A chapter or two more and you will flex your muscles quietly, still more and you may have to smother a quiet chuckle, or suppress a confident grin. These will come, we must warn you, not from amusement, but from a new assurance, and an anticipation of triumphs to come.

Our purpose, of course, is to instruct, not to amuse. Momentary laughter is of small value weighed against a happier and more abundant life.

The scraps of talk must be taken with this in mind. They are intended, like the many simple diagrams, only to illustrate difficult points. It may seem to you that they are all taken from a single real life story—and so most of them are—but not every incident occurred to our central character. Several have been contributed by our research­ers working from Maine to California.

The author would like to make it particularly clear that the material is not autobiographical. A natural modesty prevents him from delving into the labyrinths of his own checkered career.

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