- A boy was once sent from home to take a basket of things to his grandmother.
- The basket was so full that it was very heavy. So his little brother went with him, to help carry the load.
- They put a pole under the handle of the basket, and each then took hold of an end of the pole. In this way they could carry the basket very nicely.
- Now the older boy thought, "My brother Tom does not know about this pole.
- "If I slip the basket near him, his side will be heavy, and mine light; but if the basket is in the middle of the pole, it will be as heavy for me as it is for him.
- "Tom does not know this as I do. But I will not do it. It would be wrong, and I will not do what is wrong."
- Then he slipped the basket quite near his own end of the pole. His load was now heavier than that of his little brother.
- Yet he was happy; for he felt that he had done right. Had he deceived his brother, he would not have felt at all happy.
LESSON XVII.
MY GOOD-FOR-NOTHING.
- "What are you good for, my brave little man?
Answer that question for me, if you can,—
You, with your fingers as white as a nun,—
You, with your ringlets as bright as the sun.
All the day long, with your busy contriving,
Into all mischief and fun you are driving;
See if your wise little noddle can tell
What you are good for. Now ponder it well." - Over the carpet the dear little feet
Came with a patter to climb on my seat;
Two merry eyes, full of frolic and glee,
Under their lashes looked up unto me;
Two little hands pressing soft on my face,
Drew me down close in a loving embrace;
Two rosy lips gave the answer so true,
"Good to love you, mamma, good to love you."
Emily Huntington Miller.