Year: 1865

are gathering in the heart; smiles +


of our thoughts.


There are times when we look on f


side of humanity; when the mind, led


moodiness, passes through increasing shaC
to midnight blackness; there are others


in the joyousness of our spirits, we see


and earth lit up with sunshine.
Different as mankind may be, one to anU


in form, feature, disposition and Desires til,
are many things in which they ali agree. W
all like health better than sickness, sunshine
better than shade riches better than poverty,
sweet things better than sour, praise better
than blame, and smiles better than frowns.
! Pleasant a smile is, it does not follow, as a
matter of necessity that he who wears a smile
/ is either happy himself or desires to communi-
cate happiness to others A smile may be sweet
or bitter, agreeable ghastly, as the case may
be; man may smile in derision, or when the
"iron IS entering into his soul, and he may al
so


"Smile and smile, and be villain"


None but pleasant and true-hearted smiles will
suit our purpose


| There is the smile of the author as he pens
down happy thoughts; the smile of the reader


interested in the book he is reading; the smile of
the knd-hearted one as he gazes on children at
play; and the smile with which friends and ac-
quaintances meet and greet each other We
/ love to see them ALL and never can see them on
the faces of others without their calling up
smile into our own.


You have seen the sunny smile of the school
boy as he leaps with joy and holiday in his
heart. 1t is no languid expression of common
place pleasure, but glowing irrepressible man
Hesitation of delight With sister in his en-
braces, father Fastening to meet him, a fond
mother, with fearful eye, awaiting his approach;
old Jonas carrying in his trunk at the door;
Pompey barking and jumping around him in
the wilderness ofhis delight, andwith a midsum-
mer month ofhappness before him, no common
smile would suit his dancing spirit. Truly, this
is a sunny, glowing smile.


There is the maiden smile of her who is walk
ing, in the gayety of her heart, with that wor-
thy young friend who has gained her affections,
he who is more to her than her father or mother
ay than all the world, is at her side and she
is all to him. as he is all to her. Well may she
smile there is thankfulness in her spirit to
the Father of mercies that heightens her other
charms.


There is the approving smile of father when
he looks exultingly on child walking in the
way he should go; when he sees in his son
generous spirit, eagle eye soaring in quest Of
| knowledge, a yearning after all that is really
great and truly good, and love of holy things;
or when he gazes a daughter that is dear to
him, whose obedent and ardent affection and
piety bind her to his heart.


There is the smile of mother as she fondly
looks on the baby features of her frst-born; nor
is there anything like it in the world. How un-
bounded is mothers love What matchless
affection what thrilling sensation of delight
gathers round her heart as she gently presses
her darling to her bosom With maternal ten
derness her eyes are bent upon his brow; and
now she is toying with her infant treasure.


"With cheerful voice and playful wiles,
How smiles she when her baby smiles ~


This is but poor copy of a beautiful origi-
nal; but there are some things in creation that
neither poets nor painters can depict, and this
is one among them, mothers smile.


How feeting, how fckle how changeable
emotions We said there were other smiles be-
sides those that yielded us pleasures.


There is the silly smile of self-cOnceit it is
hardly worth mentioning, and we might as well,
perhaps, have passed it by as a thing unworthy
of regard. There is the naughty smile of the
proud and the insulting smile of successful
knaYery-unlOYely smiles are they both. A
time is coming when the proud will cease to
SMILE and when the knave will see with dismay
how much he has outwitted himself


There is the smile of the fawner, and a hate
full one it is, he panders to the folly of the
great and writhes himself into the favor of
those who are above him. And there is the
smile of the deceiver, who smiles only to be-
tray. This is even worse than the former, and
more deadly than the darkest frown. How many
are there who eat the bitter bread of destitution
and remorse who can date their downfall to a
deceitful smile.


There is the bitter smile of him who has been
supplanted by the wealthier wooer, and forsa-
ken by her for whose welfare he would have
| yielded up his life. The world is a desert to
him now, his heart is desolate. And there is
the bitter smile, too, of him who has sinned and
sorrowed, and been visited with merciless Sc
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''Whose erring heart the lash of sorrow bore,
And found no pity when it erred no more.'
Such a smile has much in it of agony-pty that
it should ever be seen on human facel
There is the smile Of hope and oh what
burdenft takes from the oppressed heart.
dark night of fear is dawning into brightness
| clouds Of despair scattered by the beams Of
| expectaton-a long absent one is about to re-
| turn-a beloved invalid, whose sickness was
thought to be unto death, is reyiving, the
| heavy ears that have been drinking in doleful
sounds, have caught the delightful accents. As
| midday brightness after midnight gloom, so is
hope after dependency. The smile of hope is
beautiful.


The smile of sympathy is sweet; it comes
! from the heart and goes t. the heart, and blends
with the very being. The smile of pity and
! compassion makes its wearer look we fancy
angels do and we hardly know whether the
smile of forgiveness or the smile of cOmmenda-
/ tion is the lovelier of the two. Certain it is,
/ that all these smiles do much to raise and en-
! dear humanity in our estimation. What sun
beams would be taken from the world were
smiles to be abolished.