The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-03-16
THE HELPING HAND.

1t is wonderful how slight thing will
save a drowning mans life. An oar
thrown overheard will buoy him up-a
thing scarcely thicker than a knitting
needle will draw him safely to the shore.
Franklin, when a boy, used to float on
the surface of the water, sustained by
the pull of his flying kite, and men have
rldden out storms on the great sea on
hencoops and insignificant splinters of
mighty ships that had broken up under
their feet. 1t is the same in the troubled
waters of Life's ocean. A very little heip
has often rescued a struggling brother
who must otherwise have gone down, to
rise no more and thousands do go down,
while those who might safely lend them
a helping hand look on inditferently. 10
lend a helping hand to any man VINO
throws up his own hands and manifests
no disposition TO save himself from sink,
ing is useless; but the man overheard
on the voyage of life who buffets the bill
lows Of fate vailiantly has righteous
claim to the sympathy and support OF
his more fortunSte brethren.
''Was there ever a man that did not
nee1, once in while, the bracing of hui
man friendship"
What a queer world this is! If we
make a success of our lives we must keep
moving. If we drift with the tide. stop
the continual struggle, some one takes
our place. and the first thing we know we
are tagging behind. In our hurry we
overlook the simple pleasures of life. We
wake up to find ourselves growing old,
and sometimes when too late, we realize
we have missed much that makes life
worth living.
When all my friends were faithful,
And all the world was gay,
1t was an easy mission
To go singing on the way;
But To- when clouds have gathered.
Our blessings-where are they?
Poor souls! canst learn the lesson,
And still sing on the way?
| eff I can ever get the time" is an ex-
| preston heard SO often. Many OF US are
/ too busy to be friendly. hOspitable. to
visit the sick or sympathize with the I'M
| fortunate In the hurry and rush of liv
! ing we are losing many of>the finer traits
that should find expression among us.
We take our share of frettfng,
Of grieving and forgetting,
The paths are often rough and steep, and
needless feet may fall;
But yet the days are CHEEKY,
And night brings rest when weary.
| And somehow this old planet is a good
| world after all.
"Riches have wings is a fact we are
| all aware of; but did you ever think they
may fly toward us instead of the opp0-
| site direction? 1t depends somewhat on
| ourselves.
| Do a kindness, do 1t now,
| Angels know it ALL somehow;
| Do kindness any time,
Angels weave it into rhyme,
! Do kndness-it will pay
| Angels will rejoice that day.
! Kindly deeds, and thoughts, and words,
| Bless the world like songs of birds.
To pity distress is but human; to re-
Heve it is Godlike.-Hordce Mann.
I POLISH UP THE DARK SIDE.
Is life a fret and tangle
| And everything gone wrong?
| Are friends bit disloyal,
And enemies too strong?
Is there no sJwight side showing?
| Then-as the sage has said,
| polish up the dark side
And look at that instead!'
The darkest plank of oak will show,
| Sometimes the finest grain,
The toughest rocks viii ofttimes yield
A cleaning golden vein;
Don't rail at fate, declaring
That no brightness shows ahead,
| But Polish up the dark side,
And look at that instead
F. H. Sweet
The best thing to give your enemy is
| forgiveness; to an opponent tolerance; to
yourself respect; and to all men, char
ity.-Mrs Balfour.
Men are looking for the ideal Carlyle
said: 1.-THE ideal is in myself: the i'm
pediment, too, is in myself Work
out thy condition, and working, believe
live, be free"