"The poor dispirited boy stole off to his seat, and bent his eyes again upon his lesson.
"'It is no use. I cannot learn,' he said in a whisper to a companion who sat near him.
"'You must try hard,' replied the sympathizing and kind-hearted boy.
"'I have tried, and it is no use. I may just as well give it up at once.'
"'Try again, Henry!' whispered his companion in an earnest and encouraging tone.
TRY AGAIN.
"These two little words gave him a fresh impulse, and he bent his mind with renewed effort to his task. It was only the simple memorizing of a grammar lesson—not difficult by any means. The concentration of his mind upon the task was more earnest and fixed than usual; gradually he began to find the sentences lingering in his memory, and soon, to his surprise and pleasure, the whole lesson was mastered. With a livelier motion and a more confident manner than he had ever before exhibited in going up to say a lesson, he rose from his seat and proceeded to the teacher's desk.
"'What do you want now?' asked that person, harshly.
"'To say my lesson, sir.'