A HANDSOME SOUL

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Jun 5, 1901

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 27, No. 23.

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A HANDSOME SOUL.

ONE day—so runs a story that we need to repeat when we find everything going wrong—one day a boy, who was taking his first lesson in the art of sliding down hill, found his feet in too close contact with a lady's silk dress. Mortified and confused, he sprang from his sled, and, cap in hand, commenced an apology.
“I beg your pardon, ma’am; I am very sorry.”
“Never mind that,” exclaimed the lady; “there’s no harm done, and you feel worse about it than I do.”
“But your dress is ruined. I thought you would be angry with me for being so careless.”
“O, no,” she replied, “better to have a soiled dress than a ruffled temper.”
“O, what a beauty!” exclaimed the lad, as the lady passed on her way.
“Who, that lady?” returned his comrade. “If you call her a beauty, you shan’t choose for me. Why, she is old, and her face is wrinkled.”
“I don’t care if her face is wrinkled,” replied the other; “her soul is handsome, anyhow.”
So when we grow impatient and tired and cross, let us remember how physical beauty fades, but how the handsome soul leaves its impress upon all observers.