Nevada County picayune., 1888-12-05
Making The Best of 1t.

the tender ministries of love could give. he seemed, indeed, doubly blessed.
 But. in the midst of all l,iis pros pcri'y anal ,'appigcas. With scarce ;i moments warning. death came to his home and robbed it of his beautl- ful, accomplished and idolized wife. Yet he did not sink beneath the ter rible blow, as those who knew him best thought he certainly would; but rising beneath it's heavy weight with a strength sublime, and an unwaver- inc faith in Him, "who doeth all things we'll" he took up life's bur den again-so much more a burden now-and pursued the even tenor of hls way as if nothing had occurred to blot out the sunlight of his life and leave him in interminabie darkness.
 II am going to make the best of it." The tears sprang to my eyes as I heard him utter the words. for, knowing what his life had been, there was an intense pathos in them. He did make the best of it! Grandly, and nobly, he labored on for the good of others, and heaven blessed his endeavors. There were those who knew that Grief walked hand Tn hand with him. continually, and claimed him as her own peculiar child; vet to the world he soon be- came again the same genial, afable spirit that lent a zest to each circle he entered and he was ever and ea- gerly welcomed, among the merrlest.
 Making the best of it. How few of the frail creatures of humanity really do this? When sorrow and atfiictions come, the vast majority bend beneath them, and like the young pine of the forest which bows under the weight of the winter snows, nev- CT again endeavors to arouse and stand erect, no matter what genial summer sun may smile into their lives.
 If more of us would learn the mo- ble philosophy-accept what comes as best, and make the best of 1t, how different our world would be! We need to make the best of all things, for the sake of others, as well as for self. There are little cares and trials which crowd into our every day life, that we cannot possibly avoid, still we worry and fret over them until we make all around us miserable. We allow these troubles-be they ever so trifling-to dignify themselves until they fill our whole being, sap all the sweetness out of life, and make us perfect wrecks of what we might have been. Then, when real troubles come we have no strength to bear them with patience and submission.
 We should make the best of all things, in that loved ones who may 55e heavily GGG!-dened now, be not weighted down wltii' GIT woes' Be- cause, -~
 "For us all some sweet hope lies,
 Deeply buried from human..eyes,"
 need we stand continually beside the sepulchre and with bend ing form and tear-stained eyes pro- claim the fact to the world! Aye, this very world, did we resolve it in- to indivivuals, would each have a sepulchre of his own, which, to him, held far more than any on earth. It is well, indeed, when it comes to grief for which the world has no balm to play the miser's part. We need to lock them close in our own hearts and then with the help of Him, who knoweth all, scatter all that IS sweet and fair into the lives of others. There is an abundance of sunshine thrown into every life and if the met al of that life is kept polished, as it should be, it will reflect back this light to the glory of itself, and the good of others.
 M MCRAE LACKEY. Crystal springs, Miss.
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