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If the little girl had a play thing given her, she could not be easy till

Orson played with it too; and if he i had any thing he thought his sister I would like, he always called it hers as well as his own.

And if they ever forgot themi selves, and were going to quarrel i about anything, the thoughts of poor Frisky made them friends again.

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get ting a sleep HOW THE BOY, IN BEING KIND TO A SAILOR, FOUND HIS

FATHER. One hot day in the month of June, as a poor sailor, with but one leg, was going along the road, his crutch broke and he fell to the ground.

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The first that passed that way, was a stage coach, but the driver

a surly fellow, and, as he thought the poor sailor had no money to pay for a ride, he drove on and left him.

Soon after this, the tired sailor fell fast asleep upon the ground, and though a heavy shower of rain came on, yet still he slept; for sailors, when on board their ships, have to bear all sorts of weather.

When the lame sailor awoke, he found a boy's coat and waistcoat spread upon him to keep him from the wet, and the boy sat by, trying to mend the broken crutch, with two pieces of wood and some twine.

“ My good lad," said the sailor, as he looked round to the boy, “why

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did you pull off your clothes, to keep me from being wet?"

“O,” said he," I do not mind the rain, but I thought you would take cold in getting so wet, when you were so tired as to fall asleep on the ground.

“ See, I have almost mended your broken crutch, and if you can lean on me and cross over to my uncle's farm house, I am sure he will get you a new crutch."

The sailor looked at him with tears in his eyes and said, “When I

I went to sea, I left a little boy at home, and if I should find him, as good as you are, I should be quite happy, though I have lost my leg, and must go on crutches all the rest of my life."

“What is your son's name?” the boy asked.

« Tom White, and my name is John White," said the sailor.

When the boy heard these names

he jumped up, threw his arms around the sailor's neck and said, “ My dear, dear father, I am Tom White, your own, little boy."

How great was the sailor's joy, thus to meet his own child, and to find him so good to those who wanted help!

Tom had been taken care of by his uncle, while his father was at sea, and the poor, lame sailor found a happy home, in the farm house of his brother.

And though he had now a new crutch, he kept the old one as long as he lived, and showed it to all who came to the farm, as a proof of the kind heart of his dear son.

LESSON XI.

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THE LOVE OF GOD.

God is love. We may be sure of this, for the Bible says so, and the Bible can not lie.

The seasons tell us God is love; for God gave us the seasons: spring, with its fresh, green leaves; summer, with its flowers; autumn, with its corn and fruit; and winter, with its frost and snow, that cleanse the air, and prepare the ground to be more fruitful.

The heavens tell us that God is love; for the sun, moon, and stars light us, and the clouds give us grateful showers.

The birds of the air, the beasts of the field, and the fishes of the sea, say that God is love; for he has given the birds wings to fly with, the beasts the means to provide food, and the fish fins to swim with.

All creatures that breathe declare that God is love. Look around and see how happy they are; the lambs

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