The Progress., 1892-03-19

AMI 'h" p""plo VIII" loll a4loop a.
It long ago como back mt, #
Ev"ry huuso has thcso two clae,,.
of tcuanta DO we luvo host tL,.o
with whom wo can talk aud laugl
md alug, or tho dear silent ,nu
who como so noIgolossly tn ON,
SIDE aud whlspor to us m fn,nt
sweet. far away whlspors that havo
NO sound, 50 TINT We only hon,
th"ir worry gtillnoes7
! am not tired, but my pon ,s
w"ary II falls from my ingcre
aud ! raIso my hoad I ptarI tn
leave tho table, and my cyoa fail
upon n little book lying on the
noor IT ~ n little I'lr5t Eoador"
IT," loft It thoro Tina afternoon I
r"m"mhor Just how was Iura
tlcut because ho could not rond
th" simple llitl" lopenu. such an
eaey lesson and | told HIM II WIZ
a vast" OF my time to teach hrul
and pushed hru away from me
remember now. ,ao the nuai
como INTO Tho little tired fpco. the
brave, cheerful look nm his cvo.
ms mothers brave uaitoUt chopr
fuluose struggling with hlq dls
appointment and pun SOC him
lIo down on tho ilunr and the ltiin
FACE bond over tho truuhloqomr
lesson such simple, oasy lesson.
any baby might read A. Then
after llttlo struggle alone. n has
to he given up. and the hnnIcd
little soldier, with ono more np
poalIug look to mo for reeufurco
m"uta, alghH md gocs away from
th" lesson ho cannot road. to the
play that confronis him Md
thoro lies the little book Just a. hc
left it, hh me. could kuocI
down and kiss IT. now. ~ though It
woro living and loving.
Why, what was my time worth
to mo today What was there IN
the book | wanted To- read one half
50 precious to mo as one cooing
word from tho prHttllug lips that
qulvcrod when ! turned awav2 !
hate the book rcad. will never
look at II again Wero IT the lasi
book III tho world, think | would
burn II. All It's gracious words
arc Ilos ! say 10 you. though all
men praise The book. and though
an hour ago thought it. excellent.
! say to you there ~ poison IN ,ts
hateful pages. Why. wLat can I
learn from books that baby lips
cannot teach mo- DO You know,
] want 10 60 to tho door Of ms
room and listen The house is 20
still, maybe he * not breathing.
Why, If between my book and my
boy | choose my book, why shouId
not God leave me with my books!
Wy hateful books.
But ] was not harsh ! was only
\ little impatient. because his los
'un wac SO easy, 80 simple, All
ne, there we're two ~ us trying ~
read this afternoon. Mine wa
: very simple, oasy, pleasant one
% learn. Just line, just q thrOb
u patience, Of gontleness. Of love.
hat would have made my own
leart glow and sing. The lettcu
yere So large aud plain, tho wor,s
70 easy and the sentences so short
And u o pity mo, | missed every
word ] did not read one lIns
'rlght. Sec, Der" is my copy now,
VI blurred and blisterod with t"arH
nd heHrtache. all narred. miss
,ellcd and blo'ted ! nm ashamed
o show II tO the Master And yet
know that no will be- patient
With mo, ] know bow loving aud
,cntIe he viii bp. Why, how pa
iently aud lovingly all these years
.e has boon taachlng me tins sim
'le lesson | failed 30 learn tD. dHv
But when my little pupil stun
led on single words my time,
ben, So much more precious than
no Masters that ! cannot teach
no little lesson more than once.
Alb. friends, we do not vast.
ime when we plat scourges for
These hurrying days,
bese busy, anxious, sbrewd. amin
Ous times Of ours are wasted
'hen they take Our hearts away
rom patient gentleness, and give
3 fame for love and gold for
isses. Some day, then, when Our
ungry souls will seek for bread,
ur selfish god will give us a stone
ife is not deep, profound, per
'oKing problem; IL is a simple,
Wy lesson, such az any child may
sd. You cannot find It's sOip
pm in the ponder ols tones Of old
Tiers, the philosophers. the in
the theorists. IL ~ not
! your book shelves; but IN the
srmest corner Of the most
llettarad heart il glows in
tiers that the blindest may
sd yeet, plain, simple. easy
ssou AID when you have learned
brot b.r Of mine, the world viii
better and happier-B. J
irdette