There is nothing more pleasant than to see brothers and sisters,

lovely in their lives, and in all their plays kind and obliging to

each other. Mrs. Jones' three little children were always noted for

their good behaviour by all the people in the village, and the school

teacher said they were the prettiest behaved children she ever saw,

and this was saying much in their praise, for her scholars were noted

for very good
ehavior and promptness in their recitations.

Mrs. Jones kept her children under a good discipline, but she always

gave them time and opportunities for their pleasant plays. She would

not allow them to associate with vicious children, because "evil

communications corrupt good manners," and she knew her children were

as liable to fall into bad habits as any others. There were a few

vicious boys in the village where she lived who always took delight in

teasing and vexing the other children, and sometimes these boys would

try some method to break up the children's play.

One afternoon, there being no school, Mrs. Jones gave her little

children permission to go into the lower back-room and spend awhile in

play. Away they jumped and skipped along down stairs to the play room,

with merry hearts and smiling faces. They had not been there a long

time before they heard a very singular noise, which they did not know

what to make of. But they soon forgot it, and continued playing with

the same cheerfulness; very soon again they heard the same noise,

which sounded like somebody's voice. The children began to be a little

frightened, and while little Susy stretches her hand out to take hold

of the post, and is in the act of running away. Melly and Anna put

their fingers to their lips, and listened again to know what the noise

could mean. Soon the noise was repeated, and away they flew to heir

mother's arms in such a tremor that she felt at the moment alarmed

herself. They told their mother what had happened, and all that night

the children could not sleep.

It was ascertained the next day that one of the bad boys crept along

in the back part of the yard where the children were playing, and by

an unnatural sound of his voice made the noise that so alarmed the

three little children. Susy, who was the youngest, did not forget it

for some time; and all of them were afraid to go alone into the lower

room for many weeks.

This was very wrong in the bad boy; he might have injured the children

at play so they would never have recovered from it. I have known young

children to be so frightened as never to forget the impression all

their life-time. How much better for the boy to have been like these

good children, and joined with them in their pleasant pastimes. Never

do any thing that will give sorrow and pain to others, but live and

act towards each other while in youth, so as to enable you to review

your life with pleasure, and to meet with the approbation of your

Heavenly Father.