Martin Luther born 1483.
William Hogarth born 1697.
Oliver Goldsmith born 1728.
Johann von Schiller born 1759.
Joaquin Miller born 1841.
Henry van Dyke born 1852.
As faith, so is God.
—Martin Luther.
Learn the luxury of doing good.
—Oliver Goldsmith.
Love is the ladder by which we climb up to the likeness of God.
—Johann von Schiller.
And who will walk a mile with
me
Along life’s
weary way?
A friend whose heart has eyes
to see
The stars shine out o’er
the darkening lea,
And the quiet
rest at the end of the day—
A friend who knows
and dares to say,
The brave sweet
words that cheer the way
Where he walks a mile with
me.
—Henry van Dyke.
And whosoever shall compel thee to go one mile, go with him two.
—Matthew 5. 41.
My Father, may I not dwell in the appearances of life, where I may grow selfish; but live in the realities of simplicity. May I not only seek those who may return me pleasure, but may I find delight in brightening the walk of a weary friend. Amen.
NOVEMBER ELEVENTH
Alfred de Musset born 1810.
Thomas Bailey Aldrich born 1836.
Rev. Joshua Brookes died 1821.
I’ll not confer with
Sorrow
Till to-morrow,
But joy shall have her way
This very day.
—Thomas Bailey Aldrich.
Shall we have ears on the
stretch for the footfalls of sorrow that
never come, but be deaf to
the whirr of the wings of happiness that
fill all space?
—Maurice Maeterlinck.
This day is a day of good
tidings, and we hold our peace: if we
tarry till the morning light,
punishment will overtake, us; now
therefore come, let us go
and tell the king’s household.
—2 Kings 7. 9.
Loving Father, I pray that thou wilt help me to overcome unhappiness. May I not let depression overpower me, but claim the promises of joy that are open to every life. May I be blest by my own cheerfulness and encourage others to possess it. Amen.
NOVEMBER TWELFTH
Saint Augustine died A. D. 354.
Richard Baxter born 1615.
Amelia Opie born 1769.
Elizabeth Cady Stanton born 1815.
Thomas Lord Fairfax died 1671.
In life it is difficult to
say who do you the most mischief—enemies
with the worst intentions
or friends with the best.
—Edward Bulwer.
The friends thou hast, and
their adoption tried, Grapple them to thy
soul with hooks of steel.
—William Shakespeare.