Short Stories

Lily Ford.
It was now in the latter part of December--two days more an...

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

Mother's Last Lesson.
"Will you please teach me my verse, mamma, and then kiss me...

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

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

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

The Pleasant Sail.
Down by the sea-coast is the pleasant town of Saco, Where M...

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

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

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

Benny's First Drawing.
You have perhaps heard of Benjamin West, the celebrated art...

Anna Seeking Employment.
It was a wearisome day to poor Anna, as she walked from squ...

Jane And Her Lessons.
It is a mark of a good scholar to be prompt and studious. S...

The Remarkable Wreck Of The Thomas Hyke
It was half-past one by the clock in the office of the Regi...

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 ...

George And His Guinea.
Little George Ames went with his aunt to attend a missionar...

Anecdotes.
A poor Arabian of the desert was one day asked, how he came...

Story About A Robber.
I will tell you a true story about a robber. A gentleman wa...

THE PLUM BOYS.

Two boys were one day on their way from school, and as they were
passing a cornfield, in which there were some plum trees, full of
nice, ripe fruit, Henry said to Thomas, "Let us jump over and get some
plums. Nobody will see us, and we can scud along through the corn and
come out on the other side."

Thomas said, "I cannot. It is wrong to do so. I would rather not have
the plums than to steal them, and I think I will run along home."

"You are a coward," said Henry, "I always knew you were a coward, and
if you don't want any plums you may go without them, but I shall have
some very quick."

Just as Henry was climbing the fence, the owner of the field rose up
from the other side of the wall, and Henry jumped back and ran away.
Thomas had no reason to be afraid, so he stood still, and the owner of
the field, who had heard the conversation between the boys, told him
that he was very glad to see that he was not willing to be a thief. He
then told Thomas that he might step over the fence and help himself to
as many plums as he wished. The boy was pleased with the invitation,
and soon filled his pockets with plums which he could call his own.
Honesty will always get its reward.





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