Short StoriesThe Orphans' Voyage.
Two little orphan boys, whose parents died in a foreign lan...
A Good Mother.
Mrs. Savage was the eldest sister of Matthew Henry. When sh...
Little Charles knew nothing about an echo. As he was playin...
The Trusty Dog.
I am glad to introduce to you, the noble dog whose picture ...
The Two Robins.
A few summers ago I was sitting on a garden seat, beneath a...
Anna With A Pleasant Home.
Anna, having obtained leave of her mistress, soon found her...
Lizzy And Her Dog.
I wish to relate to you a very affecting story about a good...
Arthur And His Apple Tree.
One summer day little William was sitting in the garden cha...
The Boy Found In The Snow.
One winter's night when the evening had shut in very early,...
The Sailor Boy.
Yarmouth is the principal trade sea-port town in the county...
Story About An Indian.
A poor sick man might go to the door of some rich person's ...
Anne was the daughter of a wealthy farmer. She had a good N...
Jonas And His Horse.
A horse is a noble animal, and is made for the service of m...
The Uncertainty Of Life.
Josiah Martin was a young man of whom any mother might have...
A very little boy by the name of "Bertie," kept a box in wh...
The Tree That Never Fades.
"Mary," said George, "next summer I will not have a garden....
The Brother And Sister.
(In three Stories.) ...
Edward And Ellen.
Edward Ford owned a snug little cottage with a small farm s...
The Golden Crown.
A teacher once asked a child, "If you had a golden crown, w...
The Boy And The Gold Robin.
A bright eyed boy was sleeping upon a bank of blossoming cl...
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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