The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1894-12-30

gle OF the small girl; the deep-toned one
OF the man with a rough voice, and then
the pure, clear merry laughter Of the
woman whom I am sure sings well.
There is a great reason for the existence
Of Too Much Johnson That IS. at the
very beginning the lOoker-on throws aside
the pack Of worry and woe that is so
heavy and just enjoys That is a great
thing And anybody. author. play
writer or actor, that brings II about, has
done more in the way Of good 10 the
world at large than all the sermons that
were ever preached. But there. / have
gobbled your tea, have grabbed about
myself, and now I'll git"
And with that Miss Brightheart went
away, leaving behind her a memory as
full of sweetness as the leaves are thick
In VallOmbrosa.
I saw my loving friend in the bright
fire, and, as if 10 point moral. l saw
the woman who was her opposite-she
VINO found life all gloom and who grieved
unless she could give her opinion OF II to
everybody else and make them suffer as
she does As you watch the baby laugh,
she reminds you that the winter with its
warmth is likely to bring pneumonia or
diphtheria to your darling; as you pat
the fox terrier on the head, she reminds
you of the pet dogs that have gone mad;
and, as you speak Of the Christmas gift
the man who loves you brought you, she
little about men, and most Of them are
liars and deceivers. To cheer you up,
she has brought you 1.-The Devilish
Twins" Indeed, altogether, she has
managed to make you so unhappy ..iat
at night you are forced to pray for her
to pray that Nintey-Four may take her
away in his pack and drop her down,
down into the bottom of the dark blue
sea unless she reforms.
1t is getting very near the time for
poor old Ninety-Four to go out for good.
The bell-ringers are waiting for the clock
to strike that they may ring IN Ninte-
Five. He comes so cheerfully, bright
eyed, open-hearted, curly-headed boy,
and hands you pure white slate upon
which you will write your life-story for
the year. He tells you that whatever is
written stands. 1t can't be blue-pen-
ciled, it can't be KID, and no rubber will
erase it Frightened? Well, perhaps
each of US is. Welcome the boy Ninety
Five with a ringing of bells and the sing
ing of sweet songs, if they will, but you
and l and our neighbor. who have met
so many years when they were young,
let US greet him with O prayer, a short
one, perhaps only one word Yet there
is better prayer and one that, If we
say it, will, through all the year, give us
a helper. Say it in your heart, you who
are my neighbor, and remember that 1
am saying it with you: Lord. i believe
help thou my unbelief." Then, no mat
ter what may come, no matter how
great the sorrow. you win have faith,
and with it you can do anything.
And you wish for your hearts desire
Don't be afraid. Ask for anything
That is what prayer means. What do
you want? Greater patience
What do 1 want? Better health.
What does my neighbor want? A little
more love.
What do you want? The love of your
child.
What do I want? A stronger belief.
What does my neighbor want? The
stilling of unkind words.
What do you want? Control Of your
temper
What do I want? The ability to see
| the best in everything
What does my neighbor want? The
giving of encouragement to those who are
likely to fall by the wayside.
But there, the bells are ringing. Ninety
| Five has come, the white slate is in your
hand. Try and write upon 1t the his
| tory of beautiful deeds of loving kindness.
! Ninety-Five is very young. Because you
! greet him do not forget all that you have
learned, learned perhaps sorrowfully, in
| Ninety-Four. But whoever you are, wher-
ever you may be, there comes one mes
sage to you; it is ths-God bless you all
| and give you your hearts desire in Eigh-
! teen NinetyFive.
And it is truthfully signed with the
| blacklist Of ink, and it comes straight from
the heart of her whom you know as
Bah