"Come, my children," said mamma, walking into the
nursery, "I have put away my sewing, and if you will
put away your playthings, I will tell you some stories
while we are waiting for papa to come home to tea."
Oh, how quickly the children begin to put their toys
away! Alice, the eldest, folds up doll clothes and puts
"them in a small truhk. Willie, the next in age, puts
his rocking-horse in a corner, which he calls his stable,
and hangs on it his drum and sword. The two little
ones, Harry and Nellie by name, look with dismay at
S their toys, scattered here and there and everywhere;, but
sister Alice, who is always ready and willing to help her
little brother and sister, comes to their aid, and in a
very short time the floor is clear-the fire burning
brightly, and mamma seated, with folded hands, ready
to begin. Now, I will tell you the three stories she told
that evening if you will promise to be as quiet and
attentive as they were. Alice asked her mamma to tell
"first about the blind man who wasn't blind, foramamma
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had told that several times before, and as it happened
when she was young, it was especially interesting. So
When I was about the age of Alice, there was, a
terrible war in the United States; some of the Southern
States did not want to be united-they wanted to se-
cede, which means separate from the Union, and have a
government of their own. Alas! my dear children, I
hope you will never see such sights as my young eyes
saw, though, of course, I did not then realize how hor-
rible it was. When you are older you will read in
history about this terrible war. Now I will only tell
you about the blind man who wasn't blind, and who
was your great uncle Ralph, at that time Governor of
one of the seceding States. His beautiful Southern
home was surrounded by Union soldiers, and because he
was Governer of a Southern State his life was in great
danger, and at last he was told by kind friends that
unless he left home immediately he would be killed;
also, that he would have to disguise himself, which
means dress so that no one would know him; this he
must do or die, and as he had a wife and children, he
was very anxious to live. He quickly decided to dress
as a blind beggar, and got some shabby clothes from his
faithful servant and slave, Rufus, who wept bitterly as he
A9 0 helped his kind master to disguise himself, last of all hjgD-
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ting on him a pair of gold-rimmed spectacles, which had
been given him by his master's father on his death-bed;
then, with an old hat and cane, he started forth, having
before bade a sad farewell to his children-his wife and
servant only knowing of his disguise. Oh! those were
sad, sad times.
He had not gone far when he heard the sweet voice
of his own little boy, singing, and running down the
road. He thought this would be a good test of his dis-
guise, so he sat down on a seat near by, on which he
had often sat in happy days gone by, and holding out
his hat he waited for the little fellow to come. Oh,
how happy he was! What if papa had gone away,
had n't he given him a quarter, and was n't he going tb
buy lots of candy with it, right quick before mamma
saw it, and put the money away, as she always did now,
because it was war times, she said. Suddlly he stops
both his singing and running, for he sees a poor old
blind man, who looks so sad. Dear child, he takes the
money that was to buy such lots of candy, and drops it
in the poor man's hat. The poor man cried, and hugged
and kissed him, which frightened the child very much,
for he had no idea that it was his own dear papa.
Then, after seeing that the little fellow .went back and
passed through his gate, the blind man started on. He
kept the quarter, which he hung around his neck with a"
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string, and often, when in a foreign land, did he look at
the piece of silver, and pray to God to take him home
to his witf and children. I am glad to tell you that he
did get home to them, and I myself have heard him tell
this story of his boy's generosity.
Now Harry begs mamma to tell about George
\\ashington and his little hatchet. I suppose you
have all heard it, but for Harry's sake I must tell it.
George Washington, the first President of the United
States. ALWAYs told the truth. Even when a very small
boy. lie would not tell a lie-no, not to save himself
from being whipped. In proof of this, history tells
about his father trying to raise a young cherry tree of
fine quality, and fine cherry trees in those days were
Now, some one had given little George a hatchet,
and he chopped this fine young cherry tree down.
When his father saw it, he was very angry at first, and
said, Who chopped my cherry tree down ? when his
little son spoke up so quickly and said, "I did, father.
for I did not know what it was." His father clasped
him to his bosom and exclaimed, I would rather lose
a thousand cherry trees than have my boy tell a lie! "
Never! dear children, under any circumstances, tell a
lie; it is not only wickedly but weak, and shows a want
of character. People sometimes tell them because
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they are afraid to tell the truth: so remember that a
liar is ALWAYS a coward!
"Now, mamma," says Willie, "tell us something
about the sea."
Well, I will tell you about the wreck of the Neptune:
Many years ago a ship set sail from Portugal for the
Canary Islands. In those days they did not know
anything about the use of steam, and their vessels
were all sailing vessels, made of wood, of curious
shape, the bow being high up above the water. It
took a much longer time for them to travel on the
ocean than it does now. When the Neptune had
been out some weeks, a terrible storm arose one day-
the wind blew the waves up over the ship. The
sailors, who were poor ignorant men, were almost
crazy with fright-some actually jumped overboard,
while most of them would do nothing but kneel and
pray. You see, my children, you must not leave your
prayers to be said in time of danger: you must say
them every day, and when danger comes be ready to
work-for the Lord helps them who hell themselves.
But these poor sailors had never been to school-Sun-
day-school or any kind of a school-so we must excuse
them. Their captain had been taught some, and had
read his Bible, and he remembered that it said some-
thing about pouring oil upon the waters." Now, this
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ship was loaded with oil. so he concluded to try and
save their lives as far as it was in his power. With
great difficulty he got tlhe men to work opening the
casks of oil: then, when all were ready, he had them
poured over the vessel's side, and immediately the
waters grew caln, and as the storm was about spent.
the ship was saved. It was well, for in a very few more
moments it would have sunk, as the mast had been
broken off. and it was already beginning to sink on
account of the waves pouring so much water in:
when they were still, of course that danger was over,
and soon the ship stood up high and dry in the water.
The captain took his spy-glass, and saw land not many
miles off. Now, he knelt down and thanked God for
his mercy in saving them from drowning.
MORAL: There is a time to work and a time to play;
a time to sleep and a time to pray.
Hark! yes 't is papa at the door. We will tell
stories again to-morrow night.
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