The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1910-08-21
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EDITH VI. ADKINS.
The Brunswick.
HONORABLE MENTION.
There was an old miller, a jolly old
miller o. Dee,
Who sang. I care for nobody, no not I.
since nobody cares for me.
Small wonder that clamorous lndlvid-
ual found no favor with his fellow men.
The deserving do not lack for friends
and sympathy. A woman who earned
her living with her pen had the misfor-
tune 10 break her arm. The pain OF
setting over she said 10 her surgeon:
you must mend me up quick that 1 may
earn enough TO pay you" He answered
tenderly: That will be the last Of my
thoughts" The beauty Of sympathy is
that it heals wesnded. broken spirits.
Mrs. c. E MCLAUGHLIN.
In golden youth, when hearts are light
and souls are glad. not a shadow seems
70 be anywhere near. Youth lends a halo
70 the days, and we think surely grief
and sorrow can never touch us. and We
go on happy and content. But If Il does
not come to us. it comes to some one
We love. and we must needs pass with
them through the shadowy lanes, close
to the border-lands OF EMBELLISHMENTS
Ii is then that we see our loved ones
suffering physical pain, bowed down with
some crushing sorrow or battling with
cruel dispair that our hearts go out m
deepest sympathy our hands are laid
caressingly on them. our lips utter words
Of tenderness and hope and love, and we
feel that we would give our very life 10
save them from pain and sorrow, and
this is only natural, for are they not
our very own. either by ties Of blood or
friendship, and ii is our duty to give
them all the sympathy and assistance
that love can devise.
But the sympathy that is Christ-like Is
the binding up the wounds Of those in
affection, in sorrow, and misery, who are
nothing TO us who walk in a different
sphere. The kind word to a poor fallen
creature who has wandered away from
the right path because there was no hand
stretched out to save. This is the SYM
pathy that the Master set US the eX-
ample He made It his duty and lis the
servant greater than the Master" II
costs so little to speak kind word. and.
oh. how much good they do. Il am sorry
for you. I wish I could do something to
help you How these words fall ike
balm on the poor aching. bleeding hearts.
Oh, the joy to see the countenance
change from sorrow. shame. and agony
to hope and gratitude If there was not
a reward promised in the world beyond.
we have had il here in the Frightening
eye. the quiverlng lip. the sobbing words.
"Oh. you are so good to me- 1t does
not require any great sacrifice to utter
words OF sympathy, and. II it did. it Is
our duty. II we want to walk in the steps
Of our great Exemplar OF sympathy and
and patience. NJ AGNES DUNN.
Sympathy's a silent virtue
That the world doesn't hear much Of.
But it's oft akin TO greatness,
And nearly related to love.
It's the smallest streak Of something.
And it lies in the human breast,
To make the saddened and needy
So happy and cheerful and blest.
/ There's certain shake Of the hand,
! And a certain look in the eye.
That bids you make this man your friend,
And he'll be that until he die.
| What IS It? you ask-its
That we never can fail to see.
/ It is called by several names.
b But it's true, human sympathy.
CLARINNE HUNTER.
Sympathy! Never a duty. but a low
/ ing service for those around us. given
as spontaneously as the air we breathe.
A truer saying cannot be found than
! Cast thy bread upon the waters" for
! we do not know az what time may come
4 to us darkest night and We will reach
/ out in dire distress for that return Of
| sympathy which we have given to others
most willingly. There is no one living
that has not the instincts Of sympathy.
/ possibly. sometimes duIled. by what
seems to be unappreciativeness in others.
/ but do not think so. for there is no heart
so warped in which the leaven of SYM
PATTY and love will not thrive If only
given chance, and no matter if we
never know It, that bond OF sympathy
Z will find some one who will not ask in
vain from them. As God in His infinite
goodness gives lavishly OF His sympathy
and love, II we only ask it. we should in
turn just pass it on. A. f. RANNEY.
We cannot always change our sur
roundings to suit our desires. the sort
of life we are to live must be lived in
exactly the conditions and circumstances
that environ us. There we must suffer
I our defeats or win our victories. in de-
feat, sympathy from hearts grown ten
der and loving through a Ike sorrow,
| falls soothingly upon our wounded souls