BU BÖLÜM HAKKINDA
By George Matthew Adams
He thought, he planned, he worked. He never believed that anything was too unimportant not to do right and well. He was always looking ahead.
He was willing to go through poverty and hardship. He didn't mind the lack of applause. He had figured out, in terms of his own ideals, the cost of winning, and he was willing to go without the friendship of those who saw not his worth.
He always came up smiling. He never crossed a bridge until he got to it — and then if the bridge had been washed away, he swam across!
He respected old age. He was kind to the poor and to little children. There was something about him that never repelled, but that drew even the dumb animals to him.
He was tolerant. He could see other people's viewpoint. He had no time for other people's business, but he always had time for other people's needs. Because, you see, he understood so much — and so well.
He was religious, but not sectarian. He often prayed, because he believed in prayer. He lived in a world of feeling. Therefore, he was sensitive, and felt, as the most responsive instrument, every touch of hurt or of kindness.
He was clean in mind. He had his own ideas about being a "good fellow." He made mistakes, for he was intensely human. But he didn't brood. He raised smiles on his love-ranch - in his heart.
Now, who was this "He"? Well, I'll tell you who he was — he was a MAN!
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