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Short StoriesThe Echo.Little Charles knew nothing about an echo. As he was playin... His Wife's Deceased Sister It is now five years since an event occurred which so color... Or, Honesty Rewarded. At St. Petersburgh, the birth day of any of the royal famil... Harriet And Her Squirrel. It was on a Sabbath eve, when at a friend's house, we were ... The Way To Overcome Evil. A little girl, by the name of Sarah Dean, was taught the pr... The Reward. A teacher in a Sabbath School promised to supply all the ch... A Boy Reproved By A Bird. The sparrows often build their nests under the eaves of hou... Revelation Of God's Holy Word. Ye favored lands, rejoice Where God reveals his word... The Plum Boys. Two boys were one day on their way from school, and as they... The Jew And His Daughter. A Jew came to this country from London, many years ago, and... Anecdotes. TRUE BENIFICENCE.--Mark Antony, when very much depressed, a... Lily Ford. It was now in the latter part of December--two days more an... The Glow Worm. On a summer's evening about half an hour after bed time, as... A Good Mother. Mrs. Savage was the eldest sister of Matthew Henry. When sh... A Good Act For Another. A man was going from Norwich to New London with a loaded te... Harvest Song. Now the golden ear wants the reaper's hand, Banish eve... The Orphans' Voyage. Two little orphan boys, whose parents died in a foreign lan... Early At School. One Sabbath evening a teacher was walking up and down in th... Lettice Taking Home The Work. Early in the morning, before it was light, and while the tw... Anecdotes. A poor Arabian of the desert was one day asked, how he came... |
THE CHILD AND FLOWER.The Atheist in his garden stood, At twilight's pensive hour, His little daughter by his side, was gazing on a flower. "Oh, pick that little blossom, Pa," The little prattler said, "It is the fairest one that blooms Within that lonely bed." The father plucked the chosen flower, And gave it to his child; With parted lips and sparkling eye, She seized the gift and smiled. "O Pa--who made this pretty flower, This little violet blue; Who gave it such a fragrant smell, And such a lovely hue?" A change came o'er the father's brow, His eye grew strangely wild, New thoughts within him had been stirred By that sweet, artless child. The truth flashed on the father's mind, The truth in all its power; "There is a God, my child," said he, "Who made that little flower." Next: ANNE CLEAVELAND. Previous: BERTIE'S BOX.
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