selling--down his sensitive throat is bound to react.

Here is a case in point: The General Representative in France of a large
American manufacturing concern decided to engage some French salesmen.
He was a shark on business system; he fairly oozed with "scientific
salesmanship"; he decided to gird his Gallic emissaries with the most
improved American selling methods. So he prepared an elaborate "What I
did" schedule for them. Into it was to be written every evening the
complete record of the business day.

When he handed one of these blanks to his leading French salesman, that
gentleman shrugged his shoulders and said:

"It eez imposseeble."

When the American became insistent all the French salesmen resigned in a
body. This objection was purely temperamental. If there is one thing
above all others that puts a Frenchman into panic it is publicity of his
personal affairs. He believes that the greatest crime in the world is to
be found out, whether in business or in love. There was nothing perhaps
to hide in a biography of his daily work, but it was the wrong tack to
take.

In the same way militant and masterful salesmanship also fails. A man
may be a crack seller in Kansas City, Denver, and all points West, but
he finds to his sorrow that his dynamic process goes straight over the
head of a Frenchman. He refuses to be driven; he wants time for mature
reflection and an opportunity to talk the thing over with his wife.

This irritating attempt to force uncongenial methods on French buyers is