“With this day,” she said, “I can be joyful. With 107 this day I can make so many people happy, and it is so bright that I can see the best way in which to go. It is as light as a feather. I can hardly wait to show my friends the beautiful day that I have chosen, for I love it dearly.”
“Yes, indeed,” said the fairy, as she flew off in a different direction. “It is a wonderful day. Infinite wisdom and love helped you to choose aright. That is To-day.”
“What a beautiful day!” said the maiden as she sat in the shade of the old apple tree. “I believe I have been dreaming. But this is too beautiful a day to idle it away. I will go and do something for some one to make others see its beauty also.”
IN THE WAY
Gladys Mercer sat looking at a snapshot which had come to her from one of her girl friends. It showed a strong, athletic woman with a blanket rolled over her back hiking along the road and with her six girls in middies and bloomers. And as Gladys looked at the picture, she smiled at the memories which it brought.
There was the long hike, the tired muscles, the view from the mountaintop, the wonderful sunset, the stillness of the night and the fear of the dark. Then there was the voice of the woman in the picture,
“Girls, you are safer here than in any house you could find. Just remember that God is over all and sleep as sound as can be.”
Then there was the sunrise, the pancake breakfast on the hill, and the hike home. Best of all there had been two long days with Mrs. Fuller, the friend of girls. What a good visit they had had with her! What a fine story she had told them at the sunset! What a helpful prayer she had made as they closed their good-night song when the sun went down!