Savannah courier. (Savannah, Tenn.) 1885-1979, 1886-01-07
ONE DAY MORE.
The Present Is the Time In Which to Be
Loving and Kind to One Another.

Loving ana Kind to One Another.
"One more day in which to be loving
and kind to each other" said Aunt
Emily. cat least we may hope SO
when we see a bright, beautiful day
opening before u.s."
"Only one, Aunt Emily! Why do
you say thatp"
81 do not say only one, dears. l
trust that we may all have many days
and many more in which to make each
other happy But we are not sure of a
day OF even an hour, you know, so l
think we all have need to remember to
show our loving kindness while we
have time"
Molly and Ruth and Nan looked a
little conscious, wondering if Aunt
Emily could have observed how ready
they were to quarrel over trltles, and
how little inclined to give up to each
other
81 was led to think of this" said
Aunt Emily, "by remembering some
thing which took place on this day a
number of years ago, in my little girl
hood"
''Do tell us about it, Aunt Emily"
said the three, gathering about her to
to listen.
II do not know" she began, "that
my little sisters and quareled more
than other little sisters do, but it was
sad and unnecessary that we should
have quarreled at all. Looking at it
as do now, l can not understand how
we could have taken pleasure in dis
obliging each other, in speaking angry
words, in caring nothing for each 9th
er's comfort, keeping up an almost
constant state of irritation, when we
might have lived in the sunshine of
loving words and deeds.
"My mother used to talk very seri-
ously to us about it. You think little
of it as the days go BY she would say,
'hut if God should see fit to take one OF
you away you would all your lives feel
the bitterness of the sting left by the
memory of past unkindness.
at is said that most people have to
learn by experiences great pity,
surely, if it is true. For how much
better off we should all be if we would
learn lessons from those who have suf.
fered, instead of waiting until the same
hard lesson has come to us. | think,
however, there are some children who
happily for them, are wise enough tC
profit by good advice, but my sister:
and | were not of that number, fol
as far as l can remember, we KEEP
on much the same in spite of al
mothers talk. And when, at last, thu
experience did come, it was bittel
enough.
"a picnic was in progress to which
we had all been looking forward fo
some time. But as the day, this da,
years ago, drew near some little all
ment seized me which led my mothe
to think it best for me to stay at home
1t was great disappointment, and
am sorry to say that bore it very bad
ly. l have sometimes thought sine,
that God sends these small trials upol
us to give us opportunity to show
spirit of patience and submission, but
could not have thought SO then, for
made myself trial to every one wit
was so unfortunate as to be obliged b
come near me by my complaints an
my ill-temper.
Mother gave up her share in tn
days pleasure to remain with me, an,
! was sure of having everything to hol
me through the day at home, but | chos
to consider myself sadly ill-used an
was probably little crosser even tina
usual. The company were going i
open carriages, and at the last momen
my little sister Marian came running
me.
"'Oh, Emily, can't find my sun um
brella. Won't you lend me yours? II
sorry enough you can't 60 to use
yourself, you poor dear!'
"'No, won't l snarled. Your
the most careless girl in the world-a
, ways losing your things. You'd b
sure to lose mine
"'Oh no, wouldn't. Please. Emil
; The sun is going to be so hot.
az can't help that You'd bett'
: learn to be more careful of your things
D "'Come, Marian, they called fro
: outside, and she ran away. As
: watched them until they were out
( sight the last thing l could see throug
D the branches of the trees was Marian
Z little hand waving goodbye to m
/, and could not help feeling, too late,
t toaeh Of self-reprOach for my unkin
ness.