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Short StoriesAnna With A Pleasant Home.
Anna, having obtained leave of her mistress, soon found her...
Old Pipes And The Dryad
A mountain brook ran through a little village. Over the bro...
Or, Honesty Rewarded.
At St. Petersburgh, the birth day of any of the royal famil...
Melly, Anna And Susy.
There is nothing more pleasant than to see brothers and sis...
About a hundred feet back from the main street of a village...
The Dying Boy.
A little boy, by the name of Bertie, was taken very ill, an...
A little boy went to sea with his father to learn to be a s...
My Early Days.
My father's house was indeed a pleasant home; and father wa...
What is told in the ear is often heard a hundred miles. ...
The Two Robins.
A few summers ago I was sitting on a garden seat, beneath a...
Emily's Morning Ramble.
In the suburbs of the city of B. stands the beautiful resid...
Arthur And His Apple Tree.
One summer day little William was sitting in the garden cha...
The Bit Of Garden.
Young children like to have a small piece of land for a gar...
Mother's Last Lesson.
"Will you please teach me my verse, mamma, and then kiss me...
There is a company of girls met together, and what can they...
The Portrait Of Flora Purchased.
Anna started for her home, and when she had arrived, she sl...
Harriet And Her Squirrel.
It was on a Sabbath eve, when at a friend's house, we were ...
Gather The Flowers.
Two little girls went into the fields to gather flowers. Bu...
The Saint's Rest.
We've no abiding city here: This may distress the wo...
The Way To Overcome Evil.
A little girl, by the name of Sarah Dean, was taught the pr...
THE FIRST DOLLAR.
I will tell you an affecting story about a young lad by the name of
Emerson Terry, who lived in Hartford, Ct. He was very kind to the
poor, and could never see the sufferings of his fellow beings without
making an effort for their relief. Here is one instance of his
kindness and liberality:
While he resided in Bristol, his father, Dr. Terry, took little
Emerson with him to ride into Hartford that he might see the city.
Emerson had one dollar, and it was the first dollar he ever earned. He
took the dollar with him, thinking to buy something with it in the
city. While they were riding along on the way, they overtook a poor
fugitive slave seeking his freedom in the North. Mr. Terry kindly took
the wayfaring man into his carriage when the poor man related to him
his sufferings and poverty, and also his trust in God. Young Emerson's
heart was touched, when, of his own accord, he drew out his _first_
and _only_ dollar and gave it to the poor fugitive. When he returned
home he told his mother what he had done, with a satisfaction that
indicated his pleasure in being able to relieve a suffering stranger.
How noble was this act. He felt willing to forego the pleasure of
spending his dollar for himself, for any pleasing toys that he might
help a poor wanderer on the earth. When he was fifteen years of age,
he was drowned in the Connecticut river. He was beloved and respected
by a large circle of acquaintance. He was noted for his kind
disposition, tender feelings, and lovely spirit. He sleeps in peace,
and we all hope to meet him in heaven.
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