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

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

Lettice And Myra.
...

The Parting Scene.
In one of our western cities was a poor woman, in the garre...

Melly, Anna And Susy.
There is nothing more pleasant than to see brothers and sis...

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

A Scene In London.
My young readers may have heard about the poor people in Lond...

The Lady Or The Tiger?
In the very olden time there lived a semi-barbaric king, wh...

Flora And Her Portrait.
"And was there never a portrait of your beautiful child," s...

The Happy Family.
There are a great many novel sights in the streets of Londo...

Young Usher.
You have read of that remarkable man, Mr. Usher, who was Ar...

The Two Robins.
A few summers ago I was sitting on a garden seat, beneath a...

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

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

George And His Guinea.
Little George Ames went with his aunt to attend a missionar...

The Market Day.
Mrs. Ford had three little children--Lily, Hetty, and a dea...

Mother's Last Lesson.
"Will you please teach me my verse, mamma, and then kiss me...

Story About An Indian.
A poor sick man might go to the door of some rich person's ...

The Saint's Rest.
We've no abiding city here: This may distress the wo...

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



HARVEST SONG.








Now the golden ear wants the reaper's hand,
Banish every fear, plenty fills the land.
Joyful raise songs of praise,
Goodness, goodness, crowns our days.
Yet again swell the strain,
He who feeds the birds that fly,
Will our daily wants supply.





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