A day in the country, and other stories — John Shaqi
A day in the country, and other stories
Religion
A day in the country, and other stories
Children's stories, American
"John had an entirely different master; he shirked his lessons, and
wasted his time and money in what he called 'fun.'
"When school days were over, one of them had a fine start in his
education, but poor John was almost a dunce, it was surprising how
little he knew thoroughly.
"When Will went into business, he made a resolution in the very
beginning to give a certain part of his money to the Lord's work,
whether he made much or little. He was prospered, and he grew to be
a rich, strong man, foremost in every good work; everybody loved and
honored him. He was a grand temperance worker, and he gave great sums
to the poor and helped educate many young men for the ministry. The
more he gave away the richer he grew, but he kept giving, and for some
time before his death it is said that he gave away a thousand dollars a
day!
"Will was William E. Dodge who died a few weeks ago in the city. You
remember the papers were filled with accounts of him. Nobody could say
a word against him, and the whole city was in mourning.
"It is strange that as the boys came into the world about the same
time, they left it within a few days of each other. But oh! so
differently. There were no weeping friends at John's funeral. Nobody
said over his coffin, 'Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord.' Not
one cried, 'How shall his place be filled.'
"John had become a miserable sot. Nearly all his old friends had
lost sight of him. He lived without God, and so he died without
him, miserable and alone, and he was carried to his grave from the
almshouse—just a rough pine box in a cart—and that was the last of
John, for this life.
"Don't you see, Frank, that under God's blessing, every boy has it in
his own power to choose whether his life shall be lived and ended like
John's or like William E. Dodge's?"
"It was a good sermon, Kent," Frank said soberly, as they walked up to
the house. "It helps me; I'll not forget."
THE TRUE WAY TO BE HAPPY.
HOW often Grace and Nellie had heard these words.
"I'm sick to death of them," said Nellie. "I am going to try to have
the most fun I can to-morrow, and I'll risk but what I'll be happy
enough."
"And I am going to try grandma's way of having fun to-morrow. Just for
a change, I am going to do everything 'exactly right.' She seems so
sure that that way is the best. Do you suppose there are any good plays
or jolly times for little girls who always do every thing 'perfectly
right?'"
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