Short Stories

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

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

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

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

Anne Cleaveland.
Anne was the daughter of a wealthy farmer. She had a good N...

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

A Piece Of Red Calico
I was going into town one morning from my suburban residenc...

The Motherless Birds.
There were two men who were neighbors to each other, living...

No Payno Work.
"Little boy, will you help a poor old man up the hill with ...

Jane And Her Lessons.
It is a mark of a good scholar to be prompt and studious. S...

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

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

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

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

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

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

Anecdotes.
TRUE BENIFICENCE.--Mark Antony, when very much depressed, a...

Bertie's Box.
A very little boy by the name of "Bertie," kept a box in wh...

The Explanation.
Lettice's father was a man of education, a scholar, a gentl...

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

OR, HONESTY REWARDED.

At St. Petersburgh, the birth day of any of the royal family is
observed as a time of great festivity, by all kinds of diversions.
When the vessel in which John Read shipped arrived, he was allowed to
go on shore to see the sport on that occasion. In one of the sleighs
was a lady, who at the moment of passing him lost a bracelet from her
arm, which fell on the snow. John hastened forward to pick it up, at
the same time calling after the lady, who was beyond the sound of his
voice. He then put the bracelet into his pocket, and when he had seen
enough of the sport, went back to the ship.

John told the captain all about it, showing him the prize which he had
found.

"Well, Jack," said the captain "you are fortunate enough--these are
all diamonds of great value--when we get to the next port I will sell
it for you." "But," said John, "It's not mine, it belongs to the lady,
and I cannot sell it." The captain replied, "O, you cannot find the
lady, and you picked it up. It is your own." But John persisted it was
not his. "Nonsense, my boy," said the captain, "it belongs to you."
John then replied "But if we have another storm in the Baltic," (see
story preceding.) "Ah, me," said the Captain, "I forgot all about
that, Jack. I will go on shore with you to-morrow and try to find the
owner." They did so; and after much trouble, found it belonged to a
nobleman's lady, and as a reward for the boy's honesty, she gave him
eighty pounds English money. John's next difficulty was what to do
with it. The captain advised him to lay it out in hides, which would
be valuable in England. He did so, and on arriving at Hull, they
brought one hundred and fifty pounds.

John had not forgotten his mother. The captain gave him leave of
absence for a time, and taking a portion of his money with him, he
started for his native village. When he arrived there, he made his way
to her house with a beating heart. Each object told him it was home,
and brought bygone days to his mind. On coming to the house he saw it
was closed. He thought she might be dead; and as he slowly opened the
gate and walked up the path and looked about, his heart was ready to
break. A neighbor seeing him, said, "Ah, John, is that you?" and
quickly told him that his mother still lived--but as she had no means
of support, she had gone to the poor-house. John went to the place,
found his mother, and soon made her comfortable in her own cottage.
The sailor boy afterwards became mate of the same vessel in which he
first left the quay at Yarmouth.





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