Little George Ames went with his aunt to attend a missionary meeting.

After the minister had ended his sermon, as he sat in the pew he

whispered to his aunt, saying, "I wish you would lend me a guinea and

I will give it to you again when we get home." His aunt asked him what

he wanted of his guinea; he told her he wished to put it in the box

when it came round, to assist in sending the gospel to the heathen

children. S
e replied, "a guinea is a great deal of money, George; you

had better ask your mother, first." As George's mother lived very near

the church, he went home immediately, and said, "Mother, will you let

me have my guinea to give to the mission?" George's mother saw that he

was very much interested for the heathen children, and says to him,

"supposing you give half of it." "No," said George, "I want to give it

all." "Well, my dear, you will remember you cannot give it and have

it too." She then gave him a one pound note, and a shilling. But

George said he would rather have a guinea. "Why," said his mother,

"what difference can it make? it is just the same amount." "Yes," said

George, "but that one pound will seem so much for a little boy to

give. If I had a guinea, I could put it in between two half-pence and

nobody would know anything about it." His mother was pleased with his

proposal, and George having got his guinea returned to the church and

put it in the box as he intended.

Little George is now dead, and there is no danger of his being puffed

up by what he has done. You may learn from this act of George, how to

do some good to poor heathen children. You should be willing to deny

yourselves some pleasures in order that you may benefit others. And if

you do good out of a pure motive you will be blessed in the deed.