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The
way
he
handled
the
material
comforts
that
fortune
had
supplied
him
in
such
abundance
--
without
arrogance
and
without
apology
.
If
they
were
there
,
he
took
advantage
of
them
.
If
not
,
he
did
n't
miss
them
.
No
one
ever
called
him
glib
,
or
shameless
,
or
pedantic
.
They
saw
him
for
what
he
was
:
a
man
tested
by
life
,
accomplished
,
unswayed
by
flattery
,
qualified
to
govern
both
himself
and
them
.
His
respect
for
people
who
practiced
philosophy
--
at
least
,
those
who
were
sincere
about
it
.
But
without
denigrating
the
others
--
or
listening
to
them
.
His
ability
to
feel
at
ease
with
people
--
and
put
them
at
their
ease
,
without
being
pushy
.
His
willingness
to
take
adequate
care
of
himself
.
Not
a
hypochondriac
or
obsessed
with
his
appearance
,
but
not
ignoring
things
either
.
With
the
result
that
he
hardly
ever
needed
medical
attention
,
or
drugs
or
any
sort
of
salve
or
ointment
.
This
,
in
particular
:
his
willingness
to
yield
the
floor
to
experts
--
in
oratory
,
law
,
psychology
,
whatever
--
and
to
support
them
energetically
,
so
that
each
of
them
could
fulfill
his
potential
.
That
he
respected
tradition
without
needing
to
constantly
congratulate
himself
for
Safeguarding
Our
Traditional
Values
.
Not
prone
to
go
off
on
tangents
,
or
pulled
in
all
directions
,
but
sticking
with
the
same
old
places
and
the
same
old
things
.
The
way
he
could
have
one
of
his
migraines
and
then
go
right
back
to
what
he
was
doing
--
fresh
and
at
the
top
of
his
game
.
That
he
had
so
few
secrets
--
only
state
secrets
,
in
fact
,
and
not
all
that
many
of
those
.
