Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1852-10-23
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HOW TO BE HAPPY.

II We copy from the Boston Olive Branch, one
of Mrs. Denison's beautiful lessons in life. She
~ A boon of inestimable worth is calm thankful
heart-a treasure that few, very few possess. We
met an old man, whose face was mixture OF smiles
and sunshine. Wherever he went he succeeded
in making everybody about him as pleasant as
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Said we, one day,-for he was one of that de-
lightful class whom everybody feels privileged to
be related to,-"Uncle, uncle, how is it that you
contrive to be so happya Why is your heart 80
cheerful, when so many thousands are craped over
with most uncomfortable gloomness ~ esr
esMy dear, young friendS,' he answered, with
his placid smile, sI am even as Others, afflicted
with nfmties, have had my share of sorrow-
| some would say more-but i have found out the
secret of being happy, and it is this; .,.,
"Until you do that, you can lay but little claim
| to cheerful spirit. Forget what atmanner OF man
you are,' and think more with. rejoice more with
1 your neighbors. If am poor let me look upon
my richer friend and in estimating his blessings,
| forget my privations. @ ia-. 70! -7a.. ~ E!E1a
% .If my neighbor is building q house, let me
watch with him its progress, and think, well what
a comfortable house it will be, to be sure how
much he will enjoy it with his family Thus
have double pleasure-that of delight in note
ing the structure as it expands INTO beauty ana
make my neighbor's veal mine. II he has plant
ed fine garden, ! feastmy eyes on the flowers,
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dstAnother has family of fine children; they
bless him and are blessed by him mine are all
gone before me have none that bear my name;
Shall I, therefore, envy my neighbor his lovely
children? Is No .letme enjoy their innocent smiles
with him /; let Ge forget myseG-lny tears when
put away in darkness; or If weep, may IT be Tor
| Joy that God took them untainted to dwell with
His holy angels forever. i!'w - bna sio1q
"Believe an old man when he says there is great
pleasure in living for others. The heart of the
selfish man is like city full of crooked lanes. II
generous thought from some glorious temple strays
in there, wo to itit is lost It wanders about
and ,wanders about, until enyeloped in darkness,
as the mist of selfshness gathers around it lies
down in some cold thought 10 die, and is shrouded
| in oblivion. Si's -"
aSo,if you would be happy, shun sefshness !;
do kindly deed for this one, speak a kindly word
for another. He who is constantly giving pleasure
is constantly receiving it. The little river gives to
the great ocean, and the more gives the nster 1t
runs. Stop its flowing, and the hot sun would dry
up, till it would be but filthy mud, sending forth
bad odors and conupting the fresh air OF heaven.
Keen your heart constantly travelling on errands of
mercy-it has feet that never tire, hands that can
not be overburdened, eyes that never sleeps Height
its hands with blessings, direct its eyes-no matter
how narrow the sphere-to the nearest object OF
suffering, and relieve it.
+ '"I say, my dear young friend, take the woTd Oh
an old man fol. it, who has tried every known pan
ecea and found all to fail except this golden rule.
sFarget self and keep the heart busy for others"
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