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Show KIND WORDS. It In often told that Kuccnc Field one day wandered Into n h:u;ement restaurant, res-taurant, Hat down at a table, put IiIh chin in his hands and gazed moor'ily Into space. A waiter came to him, iiiul after tho manner of his kind, enumerated enu-merated tho long list of dishes thai were ready to bo aerved. . "No, no," said Field, dejectedly, "I reiiulre none of these things. All I want Is sortie sliced oranges and a rcw kind wordB." Whether or not the Incident be true, It Is suggestive. Unquestionably, deeds weigh far moro than words, and yet It Is almost tragic to think how much happier and better this struggling strug-gling world would becomo If kind words were moro often hoard. Wo all, every day, come in eontaet with those who aro In Eugene Ficld'n stnto of mind. They are in our own homos- mothers and fathcra and children. They aro bohlnd tho counters of slores; they are employees on trains; they are servants in kitchens; they nro everywhere, and their name la legion. le-gion. A word or appreciation would brighten the whole day, and would, mako It easier for them to keep on trying. They do not cry out to us, to bo Bure. Not often does anyone admit frankly that what he really wants Is kindly notice, but tho dcslro Is universal. uni-versal. Who does not know tho man who Is discouraged, who haB "lost his grip," who needs tho oil of sympathy and tho wine of friendship poured Into his wound? Evoryono knows, too, tho man who has failed, who can never "succeed," but who needs friendliness all tho more. All about us aro tho men ho have not jet oucceeded, but who onl need encouragement to carry them on their way. Some have been hiirt h rruelty and Injustice, some an- breisfd by aorrow, and some aro dlfheaileued by the emptiness and' monotony of their Jives. There are , hosts about us for whose practical re- I lief, It may be, wn can do nothing nt! all Hut we can show we understand a little, and that we care. Let us do the little we can It la worth whllo oftn to repeat to ourselves tho old tJuaker'B words: "I expect to pass through this wor'd but once. Any good, therefore, that I can do, or any klndncBs that I can show to any fellow creature, lot me do It now . . for I shall not pass this way agnln. |