The Washington herald., 1907-06-30
A SUNDAY TALK.
A friend loveth at all times. and a brother is Dor
ii. al-.--.... I.--..-.-L. Lii II

friend loyeth at all times. and brother is born
for adyerzity.-ProVerhs, xViii:H
With the advent of summer time comes
the vacation period, and fortunate is he
who, II he is unable to get away from his
daily toll himself. yet has the icy OF
knowing that the spirit Of himself Is
divided among many friends who HE
away TO various points OF the compass,
the seashOre or TO the mountains, for the
pleasant day. Il is one OF the great re-
wards of friendship that il makes the
outlook on life so much broader; widens
the horizon. No man who is very self
ish may hope for many friends, for one
OF the finest joys Of friendship is &c bear
a friends SORROWS as well as his joys
And think you not that the man with
many friends who sees them leaving him
at this time Of year does not realize that
they are carrying him, too, away in their
hearts. and even in their most exuberant
pleasures find time 70 cast a backward
thought on him who is chained to the
desk
An infinite pity belongs 10 the man
without friends. There is nothing more
fearful 20 contemplate In this drear world
than a lonely soul Cast back on its1lf
and its own imagInings, the human soul
is blank indeed. There can be no real
effort, or earnest ambition, no inspiring
hope, without the great blessing Of friend
ship. Even when lie is at its best, Il
becomes more pleasant waen shared with
a true friend, and when the time comes
as come it must to all Of us-when sor-
row and adversely beEet US. there is no
panacea SO sure as the firm handclasp,
the reassuring voice, the loving frank
glance of one who loves you well
Gods great gift OF friendship the
poet wrote II is so true, for Of all
Gods gifts to man none is dearer or
rareT than this. All of the poets have
felt Il. as an inspiration 10 mankind true
friendship has been as potent as love.
Who does not remember Emerson's-
Oh friend, my bosom said,
Through thee alone the Shy is arched
Through thee the rose Is red
All things through thee take noblsr form,
And lQok beyond the earth,
The mill pound Of our fate appears
sun-path in thy worth.
Ne. too thy nGhfu1s5 has taught
To master nay despair;
TIE fountains q ms hidden life
Are through thy friendship fair.
Love must be always pretending, al
ways on its guard A man scarce dare
let the object Of his love know him for
what be really Is, always he must try O.
seem better, So as 10 be worthy Of the
love; and. seeming better. perhaps h.
grows better-and love is justified
But with true friendship there is no
pretense; there cannot be. The true
friend loves US for what we are, for our
faults and weaknesses no less than for
our virtues or our strength. Sunny days
and bright are no test OF friendships
strength II is when the day is dark and
dreary. when troubles hover near us and
the world seem all awry. Then. when the
soul is cast back upon itself. 1t is good
indeed 20 know that "A friend loyeth az
all times" 20 know that there is a shar-
or Of your griefs, q hand % help you
over the rough way, a heart that feels
with YOU and for you.
And so. those Of US who are left behind
in the summer exodus may stIu do our
work with JOY and satisfaction II only
We may know that our vacation is In
the hearts Of those who love us, and
with Shakespeare We may say:
count myself in nothing else So happy.
As la "a soul remembering my god friends