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TONIC FOR SOULS THE GOOD IT DOES.
Souls get "that tired feeling," or sometimes they are sin-sick,
sad, lonely or afraid. Quite as often as not some one else is to
blame' than ourselves for the conditions that make us soul-sick. But
at any rate, the great big main consideration is getting such souls
well again. The man who can offer a real remedy that will reach
all cases has a reward waiting that will make the proprietary reme
dies look like a little kiddie's bank account.
Still there are soul tonics, good ones, some of which have been
on the market a long while, and new good ones are offered daily.
One of the best old ones is "Bear ye one another's burdens." And
some of the new ones which consist mainly of cheerfulness in tabloid
form are "Smile and forget It," -or "Cuss and get it out of your
Not long ago a hospital patient combined the old and the new,
and maybe you can use her method if we tell you how it all happened.
Folks always have to settle for an overdraft on their health
account it must be balanced some time and she had been com
pelled to overwork for eleven years. So she had to meet a very
heavy payment, five months in the hospital, the first ten days so
close to the borderland that she measured her possibilities of endur
ance by the quarter hours, timing them by the watch, and setting a
new 'limit just before the old one was reached. It helped, but it
would have been infinitely easier to give up, only the little son
She had hosts of friends, and fetters, telegrams and gifts came
endlessly and were more likely than not to contain cheer-up philoso
phies, such as a -parody like, this: "Laugh, and the world laughs
with you; weep, and the laugh is on you." You know how tremend
ously busy a brilliant surgeon in a big city must always be." But
the grit of this patient had made the doctor her friend, and when
she wanted to whine or complain he listened.
One morning he was very late, and she had a list of grievances,
1 eal ones most of them, about a yard long, but while she waited the
thought of his unending goodness stole into her mind, and then
she recalled that he had seventeen surgical cases at that time in
that one hospital, besides his office and outside work. And all of a
sudden i,t flashed over her, "What if the whole seventeen tell him
hard luck stories such as mine." So she made up her mind to share
wjth him each day her joyous things.
You've no idea the fun it was. She would send the fruit, flow
ers, soups and home-made dainties to patients in the other rooms,
and every day she had saved up for the doctor some quip, or quaint
conceit, from her letters, which he would pass along to the others