The Camden weekly journal. [volume] (Camden, South-Carolina) 1853-1861, 1855-01-16
Speak kiladly.

From pretty little article that came undo
our notice not longssii,ce, termed 6" y Travc
Trihe,' we CLEANED this sentiment: He thai
has dried single tear has not lived in vain
With the. cleaning came thoughts Of our OWL
-rememhrances Of hearts rich in sympathy
who in days gone by had given US kind words
and loving smiles, soothing us in our tesola'
ton; and though words came not in return
for there are times when griefis too deep even
for grateful utterance, we felt the pulsations oil
our heart beating less wildly, as we wereTcom-
forted with the thought that there were still
left us stranger friends TO care for us, though
our own loved ones were lying los in the
grave. We know well the value of kind
words. We have tested their power upon Il
weary heart, in sad.&and troubled hours.
There is Il magic spell in soft and gentle
words! We who have felt their Influence
should never forget the chord it awakened in
onr own hearts-should never forget to ava.
ken in other hearts the same rich music
Now and then there are plants that spring
into greater vignr it the heavy pressure of a
lootstrp crusies them bnt oh there arc 9TH
ers that even the dew-drops bend to the earth
Thus it is with the human heart Sometimes,
though rarely, we meet with spirits strong To
endure, with purpose unshaken and high, fol-
lowing ever the true and the right, whom no.
thing can daunt. If crushed, lei us speak
kindly. This world of ours is full of sorrowing
ones who have need Of sympathy. A smile,
word may cheer them on their way.
Speak kindly to the young Oh, cast not
cloud DER cbildhood's hours. Enough of sor.
rows will come by and by to sadden the spirit,
and we do wrong if we cherish not the fresh
yonng heart in its joyousness and purity.
Speak kindly to the old. So"lhing words
cost MS nothing, and if they fall like blessings
10 the dust, they will rise again, and hnging
far from them the bitter remembrance Of the
past, 90 on their way ummurmuring, with StroT-
ger faith and more perfect trust. But ollcncr
we meet with gentle spirits who, like the fra
flowers Of The carly spring time, can scarcely
bear the pearls o. the light dew. Then breathe
gently upon the ears of the aged. Never oh,
never, pass them by with careless: slight
cold :onc. Never forget that the sunshine of
their life is past tba. thereare few flowers left
for them to gather, that they are worn and
weary.
Speak kindly to the orphaned ones They
have need of sympathy, for aroand ;hcir path
way dark clouds have gathered. The chain
that bound their household bond is severed
The hearth stone around which they were wont
to cluster is desnla'c Ere their loved ones
passed away,gthere were harp strings vibrating
for them alone. Now, they have only the cc',o
o. rich masic past. Then speak gently, speak
soothingly to the orphan.
Speak kindly to the invalid Ye may not
know how slowly the weary hours pass by,
when health and strength are gone. Ic may
not know h"w, one hv ono. life's JOYS d"~"y,
and .'ts hnpes 20 out mid its heightened
strife" Then give kind words to the Invalid
ones. They will be to them bright snnbeams
in their shaded path. soft rays of moonlight in
their night of liie and thus their faith in the
good and beautiful will be strengthened, and
their hours Of pain less wcarisome.
Speak kindly to the stranger-an1 let it
matter not whether he be rich or poor-<pcak
kindly; even though he seems naughty and
cold. Every heart hath its burden Of care ;
every heart hath its bitterness, and we may not
know the depth Of feeling struggling within the
soul. Gentle p-wr,rrs- rrr1y tvr,vrt..~ Laart -
they cost us nothing.
Let us speak kindly c,er- not to the loved
one only, bot to oil who may chance to come
within our pathway. Let us cherish well the
magic power Of soft, low tone. 1t will bring
aroand us loving hearts. Let sympathy for
earths saddcncd ones gush from the soul all
pure and free, and thus the good we might TO
here wiil not be marred by harsh words. Per
chance we may cheer one sorrcwing spirit
bind up one breaking heart-dry one tear, and
then eve shall not have lived in voln."
QrARHLrSe.-If anything in the world will