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 He visited them, helped them with simple advice, and administered to their ailments from his medicine-chest. Long before he could make himself understood in words he spoke intelligibly in his works. They understood the language of his love and sympathy and kindness. By relieving their suffering he found a way at length to relieve their sins, in the gospel that he learned to utter in his message to them from the Word of God.

There is a gospel without words, as there is music without words; and he is the real linguist that can talk from the heart to the heart by a vibrant love.

(1923)

LOVE THE WORLD'S NEED

Ella Wheeler Wilcox, in the Century Magazine, writes thus of the world's need:

Oh, love is the need of the world! Down under its pride of power, Down under its lust of greed, for the joys that last but an hour, There lies forever its need. For love is the law and the creed; And love is the aim and the goal Of life, from the man to the mole. The need of the world is love.

(1924)

LOVE UPLIFTING

Jacob Riis, in "The Making of an American," brings from his Danish homeland a most beautiful and significant phrase. There is scant sunlight over there in the long, cold winters, and it is not easy to make plants grow. Yet the poor have their window-boxes and winter blossoms, nevertheless, and their tender winter lesson. For when they speak of their flowers they do not say that they have been grown; instead, with finest insight, they say that they have been "loved up."

Almost any man can be "loved up." So it is with the child, the waif of society.

(1925)

LOVE'S ACCEPTABLE OFFERING

One of the family was a little lad who was weak-minded, and him the father and mother specially loved. Yet there was little response to their affection. But one day, when the other children were gathering flowers and bringing them to their parents, the poor little lad gathered a bundle of dry sticks and brought them to his father. "I valued those sticks," said the father afterward, "far more than the fairest flowers." We are not all equally gifted—some can bring lovely flowers to God's service and honor; others can only gather dry sticks. But even the "cup of cold water" is accepted by Him. (Text.)

(1926)

LOVE'S CAREFULNESS

If I knew that a word of mine, A word not kind and true, Might leave its trace On a loved one's face, I'd never speak harshly, would you?

If I knew the light of a smile Might linger the whole day through And brighten some heart With a heavier part, I wouldn't withhold it, would you?

—

(1927)

LOVE'S COMPLETENESS

That God's love is without measure or limit is illustrated in the following incident:

In the home of a friend one day, as he reclined on the lounge opposite, and I in an easy chair, we were having a pleasant chat until dinner was called, when his little boy, named Neil, about three or four years old, came in. He went to his father's side, and I heard him whisper, "Papa, get up and show Mr. Shields how much you love me." I knew at once there was a secret between them, as it is fitting there should be between father and child, and that it was a secret in which the child rejoiced.

His father smiled, and said, "Oh, run away, Neil, and play; we are busy talking, and Mr. Shields knows I love you." "Yes," said the little fellow, "but I want you to show him how much."

Again and again the father tried to put him off, but the child persisted in his plea that the visitor be shown "how much" the father loved.

At length the father yielded, and as he stood, the child stood between us, and, holding up his index-finger, with a glance first at his father, and then at me, he said, "Now you watch, till you see how much my papa loves me."

His father was a tall and splendidly proportioned man. First he partially extended one arm, but the child exclaimed, "No, more