Have I put the matter too strongly？ Possibly I have； but when all the world has gone a-slumming I wish to speak a word of sympathy for the man who succeeds—the man who， against great odds， has directed the efforts of others， and having succeeded， finds there’s nothing in it： nothing but bare board and clothes. I have carried a dinner-pail and worked for day’s wages， and I have also been an employer of labor， and I know there is something to be said on both sides. There is no excellence， perse， in poverty； rags are no recommendation； and all employers are not rapacious and high-handed， any more than all poor men are virtuous. My heart goes out to the man who does his work when the “boss” is away， as well as when he is at home. And the man who， when given a letter for Garcia， quietly takes the missive， without asking any idiotic questions， and with no lurking intention of chucking it into the nearest sewer， or of doing aught else but deliver it， never gets “laid off”， nor has to go on a strike for higher wages.
Civilization is one long， anxious search for just such individuals.
Anything such a man asks shall be granted. He is wanted in every city， town and village—in every office， shop， store and factory. The world cries out for such， he is needed and needed badly—the man who can “Carry a Message to Garcia”.
So who will send a letter to Garcia？
参考译文
在所有与古巴有关的事情中，有一个人常常令我无法忘怀。
美西战争爆发以后，美国必须马上与反抗军首领加西亚将军取得联系。加西亚将军隐藏在古巴辽阔的崇山峻岭中——没有人知道确切的地点，因而无法送信给他。但是，美国总统必须尽快地与他建立合作关系。怎么办呢？
有人对总统推荐说：“有一个名叫罗文的人，如果有人能找到加西亚将军，那个人一定就是他。”