They but reflect the Central Sun.

And so mayst thou, while swinging onward, faithful to thy orbit, reflect the light of heaven upon thy fellow men.' "Since then I've had no need to go a-seeking happiness, for bearing cheer to others keeps my own heart a-shine.

I pass the lesson on to thee, good friend.

Remember, men need laughter sometimes more than food, and if thou hast no cheer thyself to spare, why, thou mayst go a-gathering it from door to door as I do crusts, and carry it to those who need." Long after the good friar had supped and gone, Aldebaran sat in silence.
Then crossing to the tiny casement that gave upon the street, he stood and gazed up at the stars.

Long, long he mused, fitting the friar's lesson to his own soul's need, and when he turned away, the old astrologer's prophecy had taken on new meaning.
"As Aldebaran the star shines in the heavens" _( no light within itself, but borrowing from the Central Sun),_ "so Aldebaran the man might shine among his fellows." _( Beggared of joy himself, yet flashing its reflection athwart the lives of others._) When next he went into the town he no longer shunned the sights that formerly he'd passed with face averted, for well he knew that if he would shed joy and hope on others he must go to places where they most abound.