The Mission of a Smile

A Smile once met a broken heart—a heart filled with darkness and woe. In that heart a light began to dawn; it knew not how or why or whither, but the east grew gray, and red, and bright. The uplifted heart grew great with goodness, and its light reflected light. Other smiles went forth into other dark places, and other lights grew and illumed the soul—and these in their turn fanned the dying flame of purpose in many a weary heart.

So shalt thy reward be, oh gentle soul, that thinkest a smile is worth the giving,—a smile that begins in the heart and stops not short of heaven's throne. Go thy humble way, live and think for others' sakes, and in the fulness of the years thy thoughts will not be lost; and when is measured unto thee again the good that thou hast done, infinity alone can contain thy reward.

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February 23, 1899
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