The morning star and Catholic messenger. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1868-1881, 1869-04-04
ONE HEART HAPPY.

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ONE HEART HAPPY.
"Mother, mother, have made one heart
happy to-day said little Willie, as he
came bounding In from school one lovely
summer afternoon, and flung his arms
around her neck, imprinting o sweet kiss
upon her pale cheek. " Yes, mother, 4
have made one heart happy to-day" and
his little basom heayed with an honest
eyes to spafkls, and . rosy smile TO play
npes. hts dimpled checks. -
Litt1e Willie was abright active boy, ON
whose countenance seven summers had
smiled, leaving new beauties as their visible
impress, and q reward for the warm heart
beating beneath. His widowed mother, on
whom the whole care. Of his training from
infancy had fallen, was called to exercise
great discretion to curb his naturally hasty
temper, and to bring it into due subsection
to wholesome restraint, and thus mould 1T
for the accomplishment of some noble end
in life; to love rather than to hate, to do
good rather than evil. And well had the
| mother done her task. He was the child of
many prayers and much faithful instruc-
tiOn, and the good seed thus sown unspar-
ingly, and watered with mothers tears,
had fallen in good soil, and was now just
beginning to spring up with the promise of
an abundant harvest. The oft-repeated
counsel, that he ought always to try to
make some heart happy each day, had for
once been needed, and she rejoiced in the
thought, and inwardIy thanked her heaven
ly Father that she had lived to see her dar-
ling boy SO loving and dutiful as he had
been of late, and especially that happy day.
care you sure, Willie" she said, after a
slight pause, "you have made one heart
happy to-day z"
I" Yes, mother; she said so, and thanked
me, oh, so many timesw
'tWho was it you made so happy, and
what did you do for her Z"
at was aunty, mother-Aunty Wilson,
who lives in the little house by the brook.
/ went in there when went to school, and
she said she had been looking out of the
| window to see the beautiful flowers, and
the little children plucking them but she
was old aud lame, and couldn't pick them
as she used to, and as she had now no little
boy or girl to get them for her, she had to
be content with looking at them from her
| window. So at noon | went out and got
all the prettiest ones 1 could find, and car
said God would bless me, for / had made
one poor heart happy; that the flowers
ixgero Very swaatS-bsx1 saS4s .ras sfeifIs TO sec
a land where there are far .sweeter howers,
that never fade. Did she mean heaven,
that have heard you say so much about,
mother 2"
"Yes, my DEAR"
"May / not gather flowers for her every
day, mother, and some of those nice
ones from our little garden, that may
mako her happy againp
ayes, child, as often and az many as you
wish; and / trust the remembrance of this
day may cause you ever to strive to make
some heart happy daily, and that it cannot
be said you have lived in vain.n
81 will try, mother" he said, and his
blue eyes filed with tears-tears of min
gled sympathy and joy; sympathy for the
kl,ok
even be could be of some service, little boy
though he was, in making >earth's weary
and lonely hearts happy. Yes, and it was
q blessed privilege. He had made one
heart happy that day; and not one only,
for the simple story of that little act of
childish thoughtfuIness and kindness had
made n SnetheEss- heart happy aiso.- 7 es;
that simple handful of flowers, gathered in
the field and by the roadside, had made
three hearts happy that day. The flowers
which caused it might Wither, but before
that happened, one more unfading flower
was bi0ssoning in three hearts, with its
sweet fragrance.
Blessed privilege, indeed, to make one
heart happy each dayl Us there one that
cannot or will not strive to do it9 There
is sunshine enough, there are flowers
enough, there il perfume enough, in this
world of ours to make every heart happy,
and sweeten every bitter cup, if there was
always ready some kind word or act to IN
lock the avenues thereto, and open them to
the reception of those blessed gifts. If
every one would but live for this, what a
blessed world earth would be- A little
heaven below-every home temple of
praise, and every heart an exhaustless
fountain of JOY
Let all live, then, so that each night they
may SO, " have made one heart happy to-
day"
A WORD TO LITTLE BoYs.-Who is re-
spected 1t is the little hoy who conducts
himself well, who is honest, diligent and
obedient in oil things. 1t is the boy who
is making an effort continually to respect
his father, aud to obey him in whatever he
may direct to be done. 1t is the boy who
is kind to other little boys, who respects
age, and who never gets into difficulties
and .quarrels with his companions. 1t is
the boy who leaves no effort untried to i'm
prove himself in knowledge aud wisdom
every day, who is busy and active in en-
deavoring to do good act towards others.
Show me q boy who obeys his parents, who
is diigent, who always has friendly dis