Short Stories

The Jew And His Daughter.
A Jew came to this country from London, many years ago, and...

The Bracelet;
...

Flora And Her Portrait.
"And was there never a portrait of your beautiful child," s...

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

Harvest Song.
Now the golden ear wants the reaper's hand, Banish eve...

The Saint's Rest.
We've no abiding city here: This may distress the wo...

The Golden Crown.
A teacher once asked a child, "If you had a golden crown, w...

The Way To Overcome Evil.
A little girl, by the name of Sarah Dean, was taught the pr...

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

The Orphans' Voyage.
Two little orphan boys, whose parents died in a foreign lan...

The Bit Of Garden.
Young children like to have a small piece of land for a gar...

The Parting Scene.
In one of our western cities was a poor woman, in the garre...

Edward And Ellen.
Edward Ford owned a snug little cottage with a small farm s...

The Boy And The Dew Drops.
A little boy who had been out early in the morning playing ...

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

The Grey Old Cottage.
In the valley between "Longbrigg" and "Highclose," in the f...

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

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

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

Bertie's Box.
A very little boy by the name of "Bertie," kept a box in wh...

THE ORPHANS' VOYAGE.

Two little orphan boys, whose parents died in a foreign land, were put
on board a vessel to be taken home to their relatives and friends. On
a bitter cold night, when the north-east winds sang through the
shrouds of the vessel, the little boys were crouched on the deck
behind a bale of goods, to sleep for the night. The eldest boy wrapt
around his younger brother his little cloak, to shield him from the
surf and sleet, and then drew him close to his side and said to him,
"the night will not be long, and as the wind blows we shall the sooner
reach our home and see the peet fire glow." So he tried to cheer his
little brother, and told him to go to sleep and forget the cold night
and think about the morning that would come. They both soon sank to
sleep on the cold deck, huddled close to each other, and locked close
in each other's arms. The steerage passengers were all down below,
snugly stowed away in their warm berths, and forgot all about the cold
wind and the frost. When the morning came the land appeared, and the
passengers began to pace the deck, and as the vessel moved along they
tried some well known spot to trace.

Only the orphans did not stir,
Of all this bustling train;
They reached _their home_ this very night,
They will not stir again!
The winter's breath proved kind to them,
And ended all their pain.

But in their deep and freezing sleep,
Clasped rigid to each other,
In dreams they cried, "the bright morn breaks,
Home! home! is hear, my brother;
The angel death has been our friend,
We come! dear father, mother!"





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