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The Golden Crown.
A teacher once asked a child, "If you had a golden crown, w...

Pledge.
Our hands and our hearts we give To the temperance p...

The Jew And His Daughter.
A Jew came to this country from London, many years ago, and...

The Orphans' Voyage.
Two little orphan boys, whose parents died in a foreign lan...

Harriet And Her Squirrel.
It was on a Sabbath eve, when at a friend's house, we were ...

Edward And Ellen.
Edward Ford owned a snug little cottage with a small farm s...

The First Dollar.
I will tell you an affecting story about a young lad by the...

My Early Days.
My father's house was indeed a pleasant home; and father wa...

Pleasant Play.
There are many plays in which children may amuse themselves...

The Trusty Dog.
I am glad to introduce to you, the noble dog whose picture ...

The Portrait Of Flora Purchased.
Anna started for her home, and when she had arrived, she sl...

Story About A Robber.
I will tell you a true story about a robber. A gentleman wa...

Telling Secrets.
There is a company of girls met together, and what can they...

The Way To Overcome Evil.
A little girl, by the name of Sarah Dean, was taught the pr...

Flying The Kite.
Flying the kite is a pleasant amusement for boys, and when ...

The Bit Of Garden.
Young children like to have a small piece of land for a gar...

Or The Unexpected Meeting.
I must tell you who were Lettice and Myra. They were the da...

The Shepherd And His Bible.
A poor shepherd, living among the Alps, the father of a lar...

Benny's First Drawing.
You have perhaps heard of Benjamin West, the celebrated art...

The Dying Boy.
A little boy, by the name of Bertie, was taken very ill, an...



BERTIE'S BOX.








A very little boy by the name of "Bertie," kept a box in which he
deposited his little treasures. After he died his mother took the key
and opened it. It was full of all sorts of things. There were
specimens of stones, and shells, and moss, and grass, and dried
flowers. There were, also, curious flies, found dead; but they were
not destroyed by him, as he would never sacrifice a short sunny
existence for self gratification. There were a number of books and
small ornamental toys which had been given him--a drawing slate with
pencils, colored chalks, a small box of colors, some little plates
which he had colored, in his own untaught style--a commenced copy of
the hymn, "I know that my Redeemer liveth" an unfinished letter to his
grandpapa, and some torn leaves which he had found with passages of
scripture upon them--a copy of the "lines on the death of an only
son." Also a number of sketches of missionary stations, chapels and
schools, which he had cut out and colored. His mother once asked him
why he cut them out, saying, that there might be some reading on the
back of the pieces worth saving. "Oh no, mamma," he replied, "I looked
carefully at the backs first." In the box was a purse containing three
shillings.

Such were the treasures which this little lamb had left when he died;
And as you will be pleased to know what was done with the box of
treasures, I will tell you. "The thought struck me," says his mother,
"that after he was gone, I should not know what to do with Bertie's
box of treasures; I therefore asked him what I should do with them."
He replied, "Oh, give half to God and half to the children, and be
sure to divide them fairly." The money in the box was devoted to the
purchase of the Bible--and a collecting box made in the form of a
Bible; for, said he, "when my friends come and give money to the
children, then hold Bertie's box for Bertie's share." This is a good
example for all children. Your little treasures may serve a good
purpose when you die.





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