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Seventh-day Adventist Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Apr 13, 1882

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 8, No. 15.

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“DARLING,” said a mother one night, to her boy, “you will never remember mamma as she was when well and strong. You’ll always think of her as tired and sick, and not able to do anything for you, won’t you?”
“I’ll remember her as always good,” was the beautiful reply, as the loving blue eyes turned to hers, and the arms were thrown around her neck.
How shall we be remembered?
One toils to gather wealth, another rears great blocks of granite or iron, another founds a hospital or endows a college, and still another makes provision for a costly monument to stand above his grave. But the best way to be sure of being held in sweet remembrance is to write “Forget-me-not,” in love letters, on warm throbbing hearts; to scatter smiles like sunbeams, to speak tender words.
Some years ago, in one of our cities, a lady coming down to breakfast, heard the fire bells tolling, and saw a lurid light flaming up to the sky.
“What is the matter?” she said to the servant who waited on her table.
“The old Academy is on fire, madame,” was the reply.
“What! the Academy where all these bright young girls go?”
She mused over her coffee, and as the confusion outside increased, and the walls of the old hall crumbled at the touch of the fire fiend, she rose, went to her desk, made out a check for a princely sum, and inclosed it in a note to the trustees, while the conflagration was in progress. “Set about rebuilding at once,” she said, “and if this is not enough, I will give more.”
This was consecrating wealth gloriously.One such deed is enough to embalm the doer in the grateful thought of thousands, in kind, if not in degree.
It is in the power of every one to perform such self-forgetting acts. God, who regards the widow’s mite with as favorable a look as the gold that the rich cast into the treasury, will give his blessing to all who, from right motives, spend their substance for any cause that he approves.—Margaret E. Sangster.