The Catholic bulletin. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1911-1995, 1919-09-20
STORE UP BRIGHT MEMORIES.

Put beauty into your life. Just as
you SOW grass seed on the bare spaces
about the new house, and plant flow
ers by the porch, take pains to put
into every day of life something of
beauty. The sunbeams find their way
to the most unlovely spot. The same
blue sky arches all the earth and the
dreams of poets put into beautiful
words are accessible to the poorest,
while besides these things there is the
beauty of kindness and goodwill and
self-sacrifice. Put beauty into your
life, for everywhere beauty is waiting
to be appropriated.
1t was four o'clock in the afternoon
of late November day, and the sum-
which had shone only ftfully during
the day, had retired behind loW-lying
bank of clouds. On a porch, the roof
Of which shut off all light from over
head, a group of girls had gathered,
hoping that here there would be light
enough to take a snapshot that would
keep wildly in mind their jolly after
noon together.
Its no use trying to get a picture
in this light Dorothy" warned one of
the group, who had handled a camera
herself, but the girl who was posing
her companions, directing this one to
stand, another to sit, and third to
kneel, thought she knew better
Il think we'll get something that
will be worth keeping, JEAN" she an
swered. Wave your hand SO 1 can
tell if you are in the field"
The picture, and then another was
snapped but when the films were de-
| veloped, it proved that Jean was right.
The negative was practically blank,
with only the dimmest of outlines
showing.
'Too bad" Jean commented sym
pathetically. But you know, Dorothy,
the camera insists on having bright
pictures"
Everybody who has handled a
camera knows with what interest the
| photographer, especially the amateur
photographer, watches the develop
ment of his films, or looks over the
| prints which he has received from the
professional developer. And often he
knows the pangs of disappointment
because some particular picture has
not come out" He need not wonder
what was the cause of the failure.
Il was afraid there wasn't light
enough that day." he says. He would
agree with Jean that ''the camera in,
sists on having bright pictures" That
is where the camera differs from a
| good many people.
Life is SO interesting" laughed a
| bright-eyed young woman, testing her
electric iron before putting it onto the
sash of delicate green satin which she
was pressing for the dressmaker
There is always something to look
forward to, though of course you
can't go to parties every night"
The gray-haired little woman at the
sewing machine turned toward her a
face that was tired and listless
There is when you're young, Miss
Mabel, but not after you get to be
my age. I'm not looking forward to
anything; live in the past
| The young woman cast a swift
| glance at her companions face. 81
suppose one does get to that place,
she admitted. Then daringly, for the
little seamstress had been making
clothes for her ever since she had
been a girl in her teens, But don't
| you think it's pity, Mrs. Williams
if you do live in the past, to choose
the dark rooms instead of the bright
! pleasant ones? Surely you must have
had pleasant as well as sad expert
! ences."
1t is just here that one is conscious
of the difference between the camera
with its very decided preference fol-
bright pictures, and great many PEG
pie who like to keep in memory the
annoyances, the worries, the sorrows
] that have come to them in the past
while all the bright and pleasant
things have apparently been forgotten
/ You remember Wordsworths beau.
tiful poem of the daffodils, and doubt
| less you have guessed that under the
| imagery of the "host of golden daffo-
dis the poet is bringing out the truth
that a truly happy life is a life full OF
| Joyous memories: