"Yes, mamma," said Henry.
"Do you think," said Mrs. Fairchild, "that they were made the moment before they came out?"
"No, mamma," said Henry; "papa said they were growing in the egg-shell a long time before they came out alive."
Mrs. Fairchild. "In the same manner the great sin you committed this morning was growing in your heart some days before it came out."
"How, mamma?" said Henry. "I do not understand."
Mrs. Fairchild. "All wrong things which we do are first formed in our hearts; and sometimes our sins are very long before they come to their full growth. The great sin you committed this morning began to be formed in your heart three days ago. Do you remember that that very day in which your father forbade you to touch the apples, you stood in the parlour window and looked at them, and you admired their beautiful appearance? This was the beginning of your sin. Your sister Lucy told you at the time not to look at them, and she did well; for by looking at forbidden things we are led to desire them, and when we desire them very much we proceed to take them. Your father forbade you to touch these apples; therefore, my dear child, you ought not to have allowed yourself to think of them for one moment. When you first thought about them, you did not suppose that this thought would end in so very great a sin as you have now been guilty of."
"Oh, mamma," said Henry, "I will try to remember what you have said to me all my life."
Mrs. Fairchild kissed little Henry then, and said:
"God bless you, my child, and give you a holy heart, which may never think or design any evil."