RIVER OF SMILES

By George Matthew Adams

Life is like a running stream — with its source far from its destination, its heart hidden from the crowd of men and traffic, among the mountains getting ready!

But, like life, the full fervor and power and influence for usefulness of the little far-away mountain stream, is to be found finally in its spreading rivers of commerce — in its oceans of world-knitting help and great works.

Coming down the mountain sides from its source, the little river doesn't seem much. But when it gets to its river-bigness and broadness and, later, to the very ocean itself, then we get it in its mightiness. For then it is that commerce comes in and knowledge is carried to the furthermost parts of the earth.

The little stream, however, even at its start, is serious. As flowers are, and stones, and trees. And the world. Thus is Life serious. But to be serious is not to be long-faced - but thought-faced!

The little stream is serious - but dead in earn-est. But the greatest thing about the little river is that it always — smiles!

Did you ever see a river that didn't smile? Why, there are billions and billions of smiles — rivers and rivers of smiles. And they cheer everything and everybody that they pass — stones, sticks, mud, fishes, boats, branches of trees. And they toss out their kisses of smiles (do the Rivers of Smiles) to every passing thing whether man or child or beast or bird or insect or - just the atoms of the air!

Like a stream you may be — in walks and talks and works. Just ripple on! Keep moving. Keep doing. Keep cleansing. Keep giving.

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