By George Matthew Adams

Owen Wister, in his novel "The Virgin-ian," tells of how every man carries around within his heart a baby!

We really never "grow up." Age is simply relative, anyway. And since reading that wonderful truth, I have come to the feeling that none of us, after all, may be cheated of greatness and happiness — save only by being childless in heart.

For it's the baby in his heart that drives a man to work and service in the world, and that leads him on — hardly knowing how or why.

It's the baby in your heart who is ever trusting, believing and, in openness, taking to the simple, natural ways — the baby that is so easily hurt, so quickly made happy, so ready to forget injury.

But the baby, nevertheless, always is wanting to be loved, always seeking encourage-ment, always inspired by kindly correction.

However, since there are babies and babies — what kind of baby are you carrying around in your heart? Are you bringing it up in the way that it should go (you being so much wiser)? Are you imitating its life of laughter and play?

Millions of lives sleep today in silent places — that the baby in the hearts of men might never be crushed out.

Great aspiration is not a thing to be brought about through might - but through right.

And it's the baby that is the rightest of all!

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