THE TOUCHSTONE OF FRIENDSHIP


THERE were two boys studying together in a school. They were very attached to each other; their friendship was very intimate. But, as years rolled by their careers led them in different directions. One became a philosopher, the other, a minister. Each progressed in his own sphere with the passing of time.

Once the minister’s wife called on the philosopher. During the course of conversation, she asked, “why don’t you ever come to see your old fried?”

The philosopher replied, “There are throngs of people who come to see my old friend. So, if I don’t, it won’t make much difference. But I assure you, l’ll come to see him when he loses his seat in the elections. Those who bow low to him now will not take the trouble to look at him, then. When my friend’s heart is filled with disappointment and heavy with distress, I will be there to dress his wound with th4 balm of encouragement and comfort.”
Friendship lies, not in swelling the crowd of merry-makers, but in giving comfort to the lonely heart.
 


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