. Old China and young America . said, It is a beauty and my best, and Iwant you to have it. The gentleman looked at her, thenlooked at the chicken, and kindlysaid, I cannot take your petchicken; you have paid the debt, if 104 YOUNG AMERICA debt you call it, by bringing thatgift to me. Your chicken is abeauty; see how it looks to you forprotection when I touch it. Takeyour dear pet home with you, Icannot accept it. You have broughtyour treasure to the sacrificial altarand you do not have to sacrifice it. With tears in her eyes she turnedaway, tenderly embracing her pet. This man unselfishly hel
. Old China and young America . said, It is a beauty and my best, and Iwant you to have it. The gentleman looked at her, thenlooked at the chicken, and kindlysaid, I cannot take your petchicken; you have paid the debt, if 104 YOUNG AMERICA debt you call it, by bringing thatgift to me. Your chicken is abeauty; see how it looks to you forprotection when I touch it. Takeyour dear pet home with you, Icannot accept it. You have broughtyour treasure to the sacrificial altarand you do not have to sacrifice it. With tears in her eyes she turnedaway, tenderly embracing her pet. This man unselfishly helped theneedy without one thought of re-ward; but an enduring phase ofgood must have vitalized this quality of mind and heart isportrayed in expressed ideas andaffections. A response to this ex-pression may not be seen today nortomorrow, and perhaps never, butit is faithfully continuing on itsgood mission. The appearing oj Good-will in ourhearts is the appearing oj ourSaviour — the Christ — itis the activity oj 0. THE LESSON NE day, long ago, when thecountry was full of tramps (peoplegoing from door to door and streetto street begging), an able-bodiedman came to my home and askedfor food. I promptly prepared him a goodlunch and gave it to him. He gave nothing in return. Later in the day a woman withneedles, pins, thread, etc., to sellcame to the side door. I refusedto even look at her goods andbought none. As she walked awaywith her little bundle, I lookedafter her and then sat down andmeditated: An able-bodied mancame and asked for food. I gaveit to him. A middle-aged, slen-der woman came to my door withsomething to give me in returnfor money or help, and I turnedher away. My heart, ashamed of I06 YOUNG AMERICA itself, sank within me, and I wouldhave called the woman back, butshe was gone. A lesson for yearsto come: Help those who wouldhelp themselves. EVERY GOOD DEED ISREFLECTED IN GOOD IVlR. A., a man of position andinfluence, was always helping to liftburd
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