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The Boy And The Gold Robin.
A bright eyed boy was sleeping upon a bank of blossoming cl...

Lettice Taking Home The Work.
Early in the morning, before it was light, and while the tw...

The Philosophy Of Relative Existences
In a certain summer, not long gone, my friend Bentley and I...

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

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

The Sailor Boy.
Yarmouth is the principal trade sea-port town in the county...

The Boy And The Dew Drops.
A little boy who had been out early in the morning playing ...

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

The Reward.
A teacher in a Sabbath School promised to supply all the ch...

The Child And Flower.
The Atheist in his garden stood, At twilight's pen...

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

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

The Pleasant Sail.
Down by the sea-coast is the pleasant town of Saco, Where M...

Or, Honesty Rewarded.
At St. Petersburgh, the birth day of any of the royal famil...

Julia's Sunset Walk.
It was a beautiful June day, just at the sun's setting, whe...

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

Agnes And The Mouse.
One brilliant Christmas day, two little girls were walking ...

Early At School.
One Sabbath evening a teacher was walking up and down in th...

A Boy Reproved By A Bird.
The sparrows often build their nests under the eaves of hou...

Revelation Of God's Holy Word.
Ye favored lands, rejoice Where God reveals his word...



GATHER THE FLOWERS.








Two little girls went into the fields to gather flowers. Buttercups,
violets, and many other blossoms were in abundance. One of the girls
was pleased with every thing, and began to pick such flowers as came
in her way. In a short time she collected a great quantity of flowers,
and though some of them were not very handsome, yet they made a very
beautiful bunch. The other child was more dainty and determined to get
her none but those which were very beautiful. The buttercups were all
of one color and did not strike her fancy--the blue violets were too
common, and so the little pair wandered on through the fields till
they were about to return home. By this time the dainty child, seeing
that her sister had a fine collection of flowers while she had none,
began to think it best to pick such as she could get. But now the
flowers were scarce; not even a dandelion nor a flower was to be
found. The little girl at length begged of her sister a single
dandelion, and thus they returned home. The children told their story,
and their mother addressed them thus "My dear children, let this event
teach you a lesson. Jane has acted the wisest part. Content with such
flowers as came in her way, and not aiming at what was beyond her
reach, she has been successful in her pursuit. But Laura wanted
something more beautiful than could be found, collected nothing from
the field, and was finally obliged to beg a simple flower from her
sister. So it is, children, in passing through life--gather what is
good and pleasant along your path, and you will, day by day, collect
enough to make you contented and happy. But if you scorn those
blessings which are common, and reach after those which are more
rare and difficult to be obtained, you will meet with frequent
difficulties, and at last be dependant on others. So gather the
flowers as you go along the pathway of life."



Think not all is well within when all is well without; or that thy
being pleased is a sign that God is pleased: but suspect every thing
that is prosperous, unless it promotes piety, and charity, and
humility.--_Taylor_.



God hath given to man a short time here upon earth, and yet upon this
short time eternity depends.--_Taylor_.





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