THANK YOU.
One of the most charming things in the world is the courtesy we show to each other. Please and Thank You are among the best worn words in the language. Who can count how many times a day these sounds occur among people buying and selling, going to and fro on bus and tram? We are never too old to say Thank You. There is an old man we know. w r ho has a delightful way of reminding himself that one should say Thank You now end again. He has a little box which it pleases him to call the Mercy Seat. Whenever anything nice happens to him he smiles, and goes to the Mercy Seat with a penny or perhaps twopence. There comes a lovely bright morning, after a depressing night. “I ought to say Thank You for that,” says he, and a penny chinks in the Mercy Seal and a smile lingers on his face. Another time, after seme sleepness nights, a long and sweet slumber visits him. “That ought to be twopence,” says he in the morning. The contents of this little box find their way from time to time to places where it would seem that mercy is too often forgotten. Small things are brought to make happy many suffering little
ones. Thus the golden grace of thanks and remembrance winds itself like a bright thread in and out of the every-day of human life.
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White Ribbon, Volume 32, Issue 380, 18 March 1927, Page 12
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