The two sons of a certain gentleman repaired, one afternoon, to the garden, for an airing. The gardener, seeing them approach a bee-hive, begged they would keep at a greater distance, lest the enraged insects should sting them.
"I have never yet been stung!" said Harry, daringly; and walked on, regardless of the caution which he had received. Before the gardener could turn round, master Harry was saluted by a most excruciating impression on his cheek. Thus, by doleful experience, he became wise.
Constantine, on the contrary, following the gardener's advice, owed his wisdom to timely instruction.—Now, Children, which of these two young gentlemen had the greatest claim to superiority of understanding? Not one of you will hesitate to give Constantine that preference to which he is so justly entitled!
A Tinker. (front inside cover)
