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diff --git a/13424-0.txt b/13424-0.txt new file mode 100644 index 0000000..0c5ea96 --- /dev/null +++ b/13424-0.txt @@ -0,0 +1,120 @@ +*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 13424 *** + +HONORING PARENTS + +[Illustration] + + + + +HONORING PARENTS. + +[Illustration] + +_Prepared for the Massachusetts S.S. Society, and revised by the +Committee of Publication._ + +BOSTON: + +MASS. SABBATH SCHOOL SOCIETY, +Depository, No. 13 Cornhill. + +1851. + + + + +HONORING PARENTS. + +[Illustration] + +I suppose all my young readers have learned the fifth commandment, +and have often been told that children should honor their parents by +cheerful and prompt obedience to all their commands. This is one way in +which parents should be honored continually. + +But there is another way by which you may not only show that you feel +respect for your father and mother yourself, but you may force others to +feel the same respect for them. + +That you may understand what I mean, I will tell you a story of a little +boy who, for _once_, at least in his life, honored his mother. This +was not by any command, however, for she was not with him at the time, +and I do not suppose that she ever heard of the circumstance which I am +about to tell you. + +One morning, a teacher entered her school of about sixty children, +accompanied by another young lady,--her friend. The children did not +cluster around as thickly as usual. Some quietly took their seats; and +others, disliking the restraint of a stranger's presence, ran into the +play-ground. But nine o'clock soon came; and the teacher, having +conducted her friend to a seat where she might observe what passed +around her, rang a small bell, and the seats were soon filled with rosy +cheeks and smiling countenances. The morning hymn was sung, and then all +knelt to implore the blessing of him who loved little children when he +was in the world, and who loves them no less now he is in heaven. They +rose from their knees; and soon the teacher was busied with classes, and +the children who could study, with their books. + +[Illustration] + +Miss H. (the stranger) soon became interested in watching the movement +of six or eight little boys, of four years old, who occupied a low bench +near her. The smallest of these was a little black-eyed boy, who moved +about on the seat as much as any one, and made rather more than his +share of noise. He had a little book of pictures, which he was eagerly +displaying to the little ones around him; and several times had his +earnest explanations been interrupted by the voice of the teacher, +saying, "Willy, my dear, you must look at the pictures without talking;" +when a rude boy stepped up and snatched it from his hand. + +Now, what would you have done, if you had been in Willy's place just +then? Would you have struck your naughty little playmate, or called him +bad names? or should you have tried to snatch the book back again? Willy +knew a better way. He looked troubled, indeed, at first. He asked for +the book in a very coaxing tone; but when he found that the selfish +Henry would not give it up, he quietly turned away to find amusement +in something else. + +A little girl, who sat near, now handed Willy a large yellow-covered +book, full of beautiful painted pictures. His eyes now sparkled more +brightly than ever, as he began to turn over the leaves. Soon Henry +spied the pretty book; and not at all ashamed of his unkindness, he +moved towards Willy, and began to look over his shoulder. Would you not +have pushed him away, or at least have turned round so as to conceal the +book? But Willy held it towards him and pointed to the bright pictures +as pleasantly as if Henry had never been unkind to him. + +When school had closed, and the children had left the room, Miss H. said +to the teacher, "Who is that little boy you called Willy?" "His name is +William D----," said the teacher; "but why do you wish to know?" +"Because I know he has a _good mother_," was the reply. + +Now, how did this stranger, who never spoke to the little boy in her +life, know that he had a good mother? Was it not by his kind and +forgiving conduct to Henry? Yes; she knew that some good mother had +taught little Willy not to return evil for evil, but to do good to those +that used him spitefully. It was true, Willy's mother loved the meek and +forgiving Saviour, and tried to teach her little boy to love him and be +like him. And was she not honored, when the conduct of her son told +every one that he had a good mother? + +[Illustration] + +Dear children, can you not thus honor _your_ parents? But instead +of this, some children take the opportunity, when they are away from +their parents, to disobey all their wishes and instructions, and thus +lead those who see them to suppose that they have not been taught to +do right. O, how dreadful, that the conduct of a child should cause a +stranger to say, "I know he has a _bad_ mother!" + +[Illustration] + + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Honoring Parents, by Anonymous + +*** END OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 13424 *** |
