The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-12-15
"Scatter
Sunshine
All Along
the Way"

| the darkest night, it's music rolling out
INTO the gloom to cheer the weary pill
grim. A thankful heart always finds
seem evil. r. Miller.
Don't wear sad face, if it is possible
larger amount of unhappiness than the
cheerful ones can counterfeit.
Send bright rays of kindness
Under every cloud;
No enc shall be friendless,
Speak your love aloud
Hope and cheer ike banners
In the thick of fight;
Now we bring our watchword,
Ever shining bright.
We are in danger of looking too far
for opportunities of doing good and COM
nUnicating. In searching for rhododen-
irons we trample down the daisies.
We need not be discourag ed if our work
seem to be a small one No one can cor
1ectly estimate the outcome of one kind
deed or. "a pleasant, cheerful word spoken
to one who may be discouraged or dis
hearteled.
Let us be content in work
To do the thing we can, and not pre-
sumo
To fret because it's little.
One need not reach out to China the
IulipplHeS- OF SouIH africa, OF even New
York to find a spot to shine upon, when
right at home there are poor little Suf-
ferers who need all the rays they can
focus. While l. s. S. Isl not a charity.
it does profess to cheer. No matter what
form sunshine takes. at least, let it
form. There are old people and children
in every town. and city in the whole
country who can be cheered and made
happier by visit, smile and word
of comfort and encoura cement. Let
every reader of this try and make the
country holiday season one of unusual
joy.
So many bright-hued hopes are vain!
So many years doth Time devour
In fruitless strivings after gain
To serve the pleasures of an houri
We toll and struggle hard to reach
Some bright ideal good, and blind
To happiness within our reach
The reflex joy of being kind
Resolve to see the world on its sunny
side, and you have almost won the bat
tie of life at the outset.
If one should give me a dish of sand
and say there are particles of iron in it.
l might look with my eyes for them and
search for them with my clumsy fingers.
and be unable to find them; but let me
take magnet and sweep it, and how il
would draw to itself the most invisible
particles by the mere power of attraction.
The unthankful heart, like my fingers in
the sand discovers no mercies; but let
the thankful heart sweep through the
day. and, as the magnet finds the iron,
50 it will find in every hour some heav-
emily blessings; only the iron in Gods
sand is gold.-Oliver Wendell Holmes.
! With aspirations pure and high,
For some grand, noble work to do,
To bless our fellows ere we die,
| We strive with hearts sincere and
true;
| Ignoble aims we cannot brook.
| Our duties we have we'll defined,
| But mid their clamor overlook
The one most weighty-being kind.
| OF all on earth to be loved and kindly
| cared for. the aged are first deserving.
| Reading aloud to them is often the
| source of much pleasure.
A good action, prompted by good mo-
| tives, always secures good results.
| Beautiful thoughts find utterance In
| kind words and these, in turn, lead to
l good and noble actions. All help to
| make a pure life.
Thine-to work as we'll as pray,
| Clearing thorny wrongs away;
! Plucking up the weeds of sin,
] Letting heavens warm sunshine in