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

A Good Act For Another.
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The Lady Or The Tiger?
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Or, Honesty Rewarded.
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Lettice And Myra.
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The Reward.
A teacher in a Sabbath School promised to supply all the ch...

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

The Uncertainty Of Life.
Josiah Martin was a young man of whom any mother might have...

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

Anecdotes.
A poor Arabian of the desert was one day asked, how he came...

Lily Ford.
It was now in the latter part of December--two days more an...

The Tree That Never Fades.
"Mary," said George, "next summer I will not have a garden....

The Transferred Ghost
The country residence of Mr. John Hinckman was a delightful...

Old Pipes And The Dryad
A mountain brook ran through a little village. Over the bro...

The Plum Boys.
Two boys were one day on their way from school, and as they...

The Echo.
Little Charles knew nothing about an echo. As he was playin...

Lizzy And Her Dog.
I wish to relate to you a very affecting story about a good...

The Brother And Sister.
(In three Stories.) ...

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

The Remarkable Wreck Of The Thomas Hyke
It was half-past one by the clock in the office of the Regi...



LIZZY AND HER DOG.








I wish to relate to you a very affecting story about a good girl who
died when she was thirteen years old. She was an interesting young
girl, and possessed great intellectual powers. She was also very fond
of the works of nature, especially of flowers, and would often say,
"How good God is to make these beautiful flowers for us to enjoy."
Soon it was very evident to her friends that disease was preying on
her delicate constitution. She bore all her sickness with calm
submission, and when she died she appeared to all who knew her to be
prepared for heaven. While she was sick, her parents did every thing
to make her comfortable and happy. They had a dog which Lizzy set a
great deal by, and with him she used to play in the house and in the
garden. When Lizzy was so sick that she could not play with him, he
would come and lay himself down at her bed side, and appeared to be
very sad on her account. When she died [and] was buried, the dog
followed with the parents in the funeral, to the grave-yard where
Lizzy was laid away. One day, about five months afterwards, I went
with her father to see the grave of Lizzy.

As we went into the grave-yard, we walked slowly along, reading the
names of persons buried there, while the dog followed us. We soon
missed the dog, supposing he had wandered into some other part of the
cemetery. But when we came within a few yards of Lizzy's grave we saw
him sitting at its head, leaning against the stone which was erected
in memory of the lovely daughter. It was a very affecting scene--the
attachment of the dog, as well as the power of his memory. Dogs are
faithful creatures, and we can never bear to see them abused. Be kind
to them and they will be kind to you.





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