The mountain Democrat., 1865-01-07
SaEKLESs

emotions are gathering in the heart let
; smiles be the subjects Of 0a7 tS&eRSs&
- SXhere are tacIes Ha5W We-l6ok al the
dark side Of humanity; when the mind,
led on by moodiuess, passes through in
creasing shadows to midnight blackneas
there are others, when, in the jOyousDsss
Of our spirits, We see the heavens and the
earth ht up With sunshine.
Different as mankind may be, one to
another, in form, feature, disposition, and
desires, there are many things in which
they ell agree. We all like health better
than sickness, sunshine better than shade,
riches better than poverty, sweet things
better than soul, praise better than blame,
and smiles better than frowns.
4 low, as martSS Of necessities. II hSwbo
wears smile is either happy himself, or
desires to communicate happiness to 9TH
ers. A smile may be sweet or bitter,
agreeable or gbastly, as the case may be;
a man may smile in derision, or when
''the iron is entering into his soul'; aud
he may also
''smils, and smile, and be villain"
None but pleasant and true.hearted smileE
will suit our purpose. ....
There is the smile OF the author as he
pens down happy thoughts the smile of
the reader interested in the book that en-.
cages his attention the smile Of the kind
hearted one as he gazes on children ct
play; and the smile with which friends
and Acquaintance meet and greet each
other. We love to see them all, and new
er can see them on the faces Of Others
without their calling up smile into our
own.
You have seen the sunny smile of the
school-boy as he leaps with Joy and holi-
day in his heart. It is no languid ex-
oppression of common place pleasure, but .
delight With sister 10 his embraces,
a father fastening to meet him, fond
mother, with fearful eye, awaiting his
approach, old Jonas carrying in his trunk
at the door, Pompey barking and jump
ing around him in the wildness Of his de-
light; and with mid summer month Of
happiness before him, no common smile
would suit his dancing spirit. Truly this
is sunny, glowing smile.
There is the maiden smile Of her who
is walking, in the gayety of her heart,
with that worthy young friends who has
gained her affections; he who is more to
her than her father or mother, ay than
all the world, is at her side; and she is
all to him, as he is all to her. Well may
she smile! there is thankfulness in her
spirit to the Father Of mercies that
hciGhtens her other charms
There is the approving smile Of father
when he looks exultingly on the child
walking in the way in which it should go;
when he secs in his son generous spirit,
an eaglc-eye soaring in quest Of knowl-
edge, a yearning after all that is really
great and truly good, and love Of holy
things; or when he gazes on q daughter
that is dear to him, whose obedience and
i, ardent affection and pety bind her to bis
heart.
There is the smile OF a mother as she
fondly looks on tho baby features of her
first. born nor is there anything like it
in the world How unbounded is .
mothers love what matchless affection
what q thrilling sensation of delight gath
erS round her heart as she gently presses
her darling TO her bosom! With mater
nal tenderness her eyes are bent upon his
brow; and now she is toying with her
infant treasure -
"With cheerful voice, ard playful wiles,
How smiles she when her baby smiles
This is but poor copy of a beautiful
original; but there are some things in
J, creation that neither poets nor painters
can fully depict, and this one among them
"a mothers smile.
How heeting, how tickle, how change
able, are our emotions We said there
were other smiles besides those that yield
ed US pleasure.
There is the silly smile Of self conceit
it is hardly worth mentioning, and We
might as well, perhaps, have passed it by
as thing unworthy of regard. There il
the naughty smile Of the proud, and the
insulting smile Of successful knavery-
unlOvely smiles are they both. A time ID
coming when the proud will cease 10
smile, and when the knave will see with
dismay how much he has outwitted him
SELF
There is the smile of the fawner, and
hateful one it is, as he panders to the fol-
y Of the great, and wrthss himself into
the favor of those who are above him; and
there is the smile of the deceiver, who
smiles only to bctray. This is even worse
than the former, and far more deadly
than the darkest (rown. How many are
there who eat the bitter bread of destitu.
tion and remorse, who may date their
downfall to deceitful smile.
There is the bitter smile of him who has
been supplanted by weather. wooer,
and forsaken by her for whose welfare hO
would have yielded up his life The
world is desert to him now, his heart is
desolatc. And there is the bitter smile,
too, of him who has sinned and sorrowed,
and been visited with merciless severity,
"whose erring heart the lash of sorrow bore,
And found no pity when it erred no more"
Such smile has much in it. Of agony
fpity that it should eveF1be seen on a hu-
man face
There is the smile Of hope; and oh
what burden it takes from the oppress-
ed heart a dark night of fear is dawn.
T ing into brightness clouds of despair are
D scattered by beams Of expectation-a
long absent one is about to ret0rn-a be-
loved invalid, whose sickness was thought
E to be unto death, is reViving-or the
+ heavy ears that have been drinking in
. dolorous sounds, have caught the delight
5 full accents. AS midday brightness after
midnight gloom, SO is hope after despon:
dency. The smile Of hope is beautiful.
The smile Of sympathy is sweet; it
comes from the heart, and goes to the
, heart, and blends with the very being.-.
The smiSTof pity and compassion makea
, its wearer look as we fancy e. angels de :
t and We hardly know whether the emile Of
9 forgiveness or of coT1mendatian Ia flta