and noblest in us for the sake of the dollar, but that
we will _put beauty into our life at every opportunity_.

Just in proportion to your love for the beautiful will you acquire its
charms and develop its graces. The beauty thought, the beauty ideal,
will outpicture themselves in the face and manner. If you are in love
with beauty you will be an artist of some kind. Your profession may be
to make the home beautiful and sweet, or you may work at a trade; but
whatever your vocation, if you are in love with the beautiful, it will
purify your taste, elevate and enrich your life, and make you an artist
instead of a mere artisan.

There is no doubt that in the future beauty will play an infinitely
greater part in civilized life than it has thus far. It is becoming
commercialized everywhere. The trouble with us is that the tremendous
material-prizes in this land of opportunity are so tempting that we
have lost sight of the higher man. We have developed ourselves along
the animal side of our nature; the greedy, grasping side. The great
majority of us are still living in the basement of our beings. Now and
then one rises to the drawing-room. Now and then one ascends to the
upper stories and gets a glimpse of the life beautiful, the life worth
while.

There is nothing on earth that will so slake the thirst of the soul as
the beauty which expresses itself in sweetness and light.

An old traveling man relates that once when on a trip to the West he
sat next to an elderly lady who every now and then would lean out of
the open window and pour some thick salt--it seemed to him--from a
bottle. When she had emptied the bottle she would refill it from a
hand-bag.

A friend to whom this man related the incident told him he was
acquainted with the lady, who was a great lover of flowers and an
earnest follower of the precept: "Scatter your flowers as you go, for
you may never travel the same road again." He said she added greatly
to the beauty of the landscape along the railroads on which she
traveled, by her custom of scattering flower seeds along the track as
she rode. Many roads have thus been beautified and refreshed by this
old lady's love of the beautiful and her effort to scatter beauty
wherever she went.

If we would all cultivate a love of the beautiful and scatter beauty
seeds as we go through life, what a paradise this earth would become!

What a splendid opportunity a vacation in the country offers to put