The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1910-04-17

plant, remain in It. when all those charms
are withered,
TALLULAH lie SALES SMITH
1911 Harvard street northwest.
Whatever is in any way beautiful hath
its source or beauty in itself; praise
forms no part of IT, so It is none the
worse nor none. the better for being
praised.-Marcus Aurelius.
C. L. DUNN
1925 New York avenue.
Beauty, with a bloodless conquest, finds
A welcome sovereignty lin rudest minds.
Waller.
Miss ELLA VI. BROWN.
Post-ohioe Department.
passed by ramshackle old ruin,
hideous in its dilapidation and neglect.
a few months later / once more passed
that way and 10, the vines and roses had
covered the charred and broken walls,
and from one Of its empowered windows
looked forth young and beautiful face
filed with intelligence. love. and joy
and the ruin had become thing OF
beauty. with power 10 exercise evil
spirits OF discomfort and woe.
SO It is when a beautiful soul dwells
in a human body-and looks out through
the eyes, serves and ministers through
hands and feet. and loves and draws to-
ward God and heaven all with whom
il comes I'm contact Such beauty IS
power, and is ours for the asking
J. b, TENNEY.
3lCs Q street northwest.
The true optimist does not measure the
standard OF beauty by bodily frame nor
its adornment. but only in proportion as
the soul manifests that potential quail
ity Of universal brotherhood. considera-
ton for the welfare of others, and the
principles OF the Goldeue7ule Beauty of
soul lifts the dark veil Of pessimism and
makes the world more harmonious THE
grass withereth. and tipe flower fadeth."
but the deeds OF noble heart will live
forever.
Bureau American Republics.
The beauty Of soul is to be most de-
sired. , All other things pass away.
but the soul shall live and shine forever.
in that kingdom Of beauty. which our
God has prepared for all that IS beau
tiful In humanity.
lu6 Bedford avenue Lynchburg Va.
Beautiful sights. beautiful sounds. beauty
or person. and beyond all. a beauty Of
soul that never fades away
In the beauty of the lilies Christ was
born beyond the sea,
With a glory in His bosom that transfg-
ures you and me"
Mrs. 4. r. " AyERILL
1879 Columbia road
Beauty IS twice blessed. it blesses the
sazer and the possessor-B Lyttou.
Mrs A. sATTERFTELD.
10 Seventh street northeast.
Such beautiful. beautiful hands
They're neither white nor small
And YOU. I know, would scarcely think
That they were fair al all
I've looked on hands whose form and hue
A sculptor's dream might be.
Yet are these aged, wrinkled ones
Most beautiful to me.
I
Though heart We're weary and sad,
These patient hands kept toiling on
That the children might be glad.
u almost weep when looking back
To childhood's distant day,
think how these hands rested not
When mine were at their play.
But, oh, beyond the shadowy lands.
Where all is bright and fair,
I know full well these dear. dear hands
VIII palms Of victory bear.
When crystal streams through endless
years
Flow over golden sands.
And where the old are young again. .
III clasp my mothers hands
Mrs L. r. CHAMBERLAIN
/ lJJ North Carolina avenue southeast
It's now the woSd's so full OF beauty,
For spring has come % do her duty:
It's now that Aprils cooling showers
| Come forth to spray the sprouting flowers.
IT'S now the trees begin TO bloom
And shed their cloak Of winters gloom:
It's now the violets sweet and blue
Are wet with Aprils morning dew.
IT'S now the robins begin 10 sing
And from the Southland come on the
wing;
tbs now the streamlets begin to flow
Down the hill, and through the vale
they go.
/ 'Tis now the farmers begin 10 SOW
/ The specks Of grain to feed the soil:
| It's now that God puts in His hand
And gives them rain TO wet the land.
| It's now the grass begins 10 grow
And gives 10 earth a greenish glow:
'Tis now we see a world of beauty
And watch old nature do its duty.
'Tis now the time that we should thank
The One who gives us minds to think;
IT'S now the time we should obey
And do His viii, whate'er it be.
HARRY W. BRDGER.
2 Fifth street northeast
walk through the grass so wet with
dew,
I stop TO pick violet or two:
/ nod 10 the blushing rose on it's stem
And the river sparkling with many a
gem.
Why do stop and spend many an hour
Roaming through forest. field. and bower?
The plainest of buds, the low, modest
. flower.
Are smiles Of His beauty. gifts Of His
power ESTHER X WHITE
ai Gloucester street Annapolis Nd
! An Indian philosopher being asked what
were, according to his opiAion the two
mot 1nnr