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Short StoriesThe Orphans' Voyage.Two little orphan boys, whose parents died in a foreign lan... Jane And Her Lessons. It is a mark of a good scholar to be prompt and studious. S... The Child And Flower. The Atheist in his garden stood, At twilight's pen... George And His Guinea. Little George Ames went with his aunt to attend a missionar... The Reward. A teacher in a Sabbath School promised to supply all the ch... Comfort And Sobriety. Let me here give you a few maxims to commit to memory:---- ... Anecdotes. A poor Arabian of the desert was one day asked, how he came... Anna With A Pleasant Home. Anna, having obtained leave of her mistress, soon found her... The Boy And The Gold Robin. A bright eyed boy was sleeping upon a bank of blossoming cl... The Boy And The Dew Drops. A little boy who had been out early in the morning playing ... The Pleasant Sail. Down by the sea-coast is the pleasant town of Saco, Where M... Pleasant Play. There are many plays in which children may amuse themselves... A Good Act For Another. A man was going from Norwich to New London with a loaded te... Anna Seeking Employment. It was a wearisome day to poor Anna, as she walked from squ... The Golden Crown. A teacher once asked a child, "If you had a golden crown, w... The Explanation. Lettice's father was a man of education, a scholar, a gentl... Edward And Ellen. Edward Ford owned a snug little cottage with a small farm s... The Way To Overcome Evil. A little girl, by the name of Sarah Dean, was taught the pr... The Remarkable Wreck Of The Thomas Hyke It was half-past one by the clock in the office of the Regi... Good Companions. One day, says a Persian poet, I saw a bunch of roses, and i... |
HARRIET AND HER SQUIRREL.It was on a Sabbath eve, when at a friend's house, we were all sitting in the piazza, conversing about the efforts which were being made for the poor heathen, and the number of Testaments which were being sent to them. "Father," said little Harriet, "do the little heathen children wish to learn to read the New Testament?" "O yes, my child, many of them do," said the father. "But have they all got Testaments if they did know how to read?" "No, my love; few of them have ever heard about the Testament, about God, or about Jesus Christ." "Will half a dollar buy one?" said Harriet. "O yes, my child." "Then," said Harriet, "may I sell anything I have, if I can get the money?" Her father told her she might. Now, every child has some favorite toy. Harriet's was a beautiful tame _gray_ squirrel. It would eat from her hands, attend her in her rambles, and sleep on her pillow. She called its name Jenny. It was taken sick, and the little girl nursed it with care, but it at last died in her lap. Little Harriet wept sadly about it, and her father tried to console her, and told her not to feel so. "Ah," said she, "you know, father, you told me that I might sell anything I had to buy a Testament for the heathen children, and I was going to sell my pretty squirrel to Mr. Smith, who said he would give me half a dollar for it; but now my Jenny is dead." The Father then put a silver dollar into Harriet's hand, and she dried her tears, rejoicing that Jenny's death would be the means of his little daughter having two or three Testaments instead of one. Next: THE REWARD. Previous: THE WAY TO OVERCOME EVIL.
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