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

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

A Good Act For Another.
A man was going from Norwich to New London with a loaded te...

Margaret And Herbert.
In a large family there are often diversity of character an...

The Flower That Looks Up.
"What beautiful things flowers are," said one of the party ...

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

The Trusty Dog.
I am glad to introduce to you, the noble dog whose picture ...

Lettice And Myra.
...

The Portrait Of Flora Purchased.
Anna started for her home, and when she had arrived, she sl...

Anna Seeking Employment.
It was a wearisome day to poor Anna, as she walked from squ...

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

The 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...

Comfort And Sobriety.
Let me here give you a few maxims to commit to memory:---- ...

A Good Mother.
Mrs. Savage was the eldest sister of Matthew Henry. When sh...

Telling Secrets.
There is a company of girls met together, and what can they...

His Wife's Deceased Sister
It is now five years since an event occurred which so color...

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

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

The Bracelet;
...

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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