Stories of Great Humanitarians and Missionaries
The Story of John G. Paton Told for Young Folks
A heart full of thankfulness,
A thimbleful of care,
A soul of simple hopefulness,
An early morning prayer.
A smile to greet the morning with,
A kind word is the key
To open the door and greet the day,
What'er it brings to thee.
A patient trust in Providence
To sweeten all the way,
All these, combined with thoughtfulness,
Will make a happy day.
Book of Prophecies quotes are from the Delno C. West and August Kling translation.
Stories of Christopher Columbus
The Story of Christopher Columbus by Charles Moores
Poem: Columbus by Joaquin Miller
How Did You Die?
by Edmund Vance Cooke
Did you tackle the trouble that came your way
With a resolute heart and cheerful?
Or hide your face from the light of day
With a craven soul and fearful?
Oh, a trouble's a ton or a trouble's an ounce,
Or a trouble is what you make it,
And it isn't the fact that you're hurt that counts,
But only how did you take it?
You are beaten to earth! Well, well, what's that?
Come up with a smiling face.
It's nothing against you to fall down flat,
But to lie there--that's a disgrace.
The harder you're thrown, why, the higher you bounce;
Be proud of your blackened eye!
It isn't the fact that you're licked that counts;
It's how did you fight--and why?
And though you be done to the death, what then?
If you battled the best you could,
If you played your part in the world of men,
Why, the Critic will call it good.
Death comes with a crawl, or comes with a pounc,
And whether it's slow or spry,
It isn't the fact that' you're dead that counts,
But only how did you die?
One Thousand Beautiful Things
by Marjorie Barrows
The Secret Garden (online book)
The Little Professor of Piney Woods
by Beth Day (a Messner biography)
Story of Professor Laurence Jones
"My dear son, God has put wisdom in my head and beauty in yours. Wisdom is needed for the governance of the world, but beauty is needed for its existence. In arid deserts there is no life. Birds do not sing in the dark of night. Show me a waste country, and I'll show you a brutal people. No faith can live that is not beautiful . . .
"The beauty God has put in your heart, child, you must always keep."
When you tend a rose, my lad,
A thistle cannot grow.
"Little by little," said a thoughtful boy,
"Moment by moment I'll well employ,
Learning a little every day,
And not spending all my time in play.
And still this rule in my mind shall dwell,
Whatever I do, I will do it well.
Little by little, I'll learn to know
The treasured wisdom of long ago;
And one of these day perhaps will see
That the world will be better for me."
Now, do you not think this simple plan
Made him a wise and useful man?
The Well-Educated Mother's Heart