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

Chorus
As the manna lay, on the desert ground, So from day to d...

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

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

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

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

Arthur And His Apple Tree.
One summer day little William was sitting in the garden cha...

Emily's Morning Ramble.
In the suburbs of the city of B. stands the beautiful resid...

Or The Unexpected Meeting.
I must tell you who were Lettice and Myra. They were the da...

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

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

Asaph
About a hundred feet back from the main street of a village...

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

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

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

Good Companions.
One day, says a Persian poet, I saw a bunch of roses, and i...

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

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

Anna With A Pleasant Home.
Anna, having obtained leave of her mistress, soon found her...

The Child And Flower.
The Atheist in his garden stood, At twilight's pen...



THE BIT OF GARDEN.








Young children like to have a small piece of land for a garden which
they can call their own. And it is very pleasant to dig the ground,
sow the seed, and watch the little green plants which peep out of the
earth, and to see the beautiful buds and fresh blossoms.

Every boy and girl has a bit of garden, and we are told in the good
book to take good care of it, and see that the weeds of vice do not
spread over it, and to be sure and have it covered with plants of
goodness. This garden is the HEART. Such things as anger, sloth,
lying and cheating, are noxious weeds. But if you are active and
industrious, and keep cultivating this little garden, and keep out all
the bad weeds, God will help you to make a good garden, full of
pleasant plants, and flowers of virtue. I have seen some gardens which
look very bad, covered with briars and weeds, the grass growing in the
paths, and the knotty weeds choking the few puny flowers that are
drooping and dying out. Every thing seems to say--"How idle the owner
of this garden is." But I have seen other gardens where there were
scarcely any weeds. The walks look tidy, the flowers in blossom, the
trees are laden with fruit, and every thing says, "How busy the owner
is." Happy are you, dear children, if you are working earnestly in the
garden of your hearts. Your garden will be clean, pleasant, and
fruitful--a credit and comfort to you all your days.





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