A Little Colored Boy, and Other Stories — John Shaqi
A Little Colored Boy, and Other Stories
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A Little Colored Boy, and Other Stories
Children's literature, American
’Twas a vision true, as the future proved,
For the boy, once sold a slave,
By a faithful life rose to princely power,
And the world its homage gave.
Have you dreamed a dream of a future time,
Of a fortune and a name?
Of success and honor and love and joy,
And at last undying fame?
If your dream comes true you must toil and strive
With a purpose strong and pure,
For the kingly heart and the godly life
Wins a crown that shall endure.
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LITTLE MR. BY-AND-BY.
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[Illustration]
LITTLE Mr. By-and-By,
You will mark him by his cry,
And the way he loiters when
Called again and yet again,
Glum if he must leave his play,
Though all time be holiday.
Little Mr. By-and-By,
Eyes cast down and mouth awry!
In the mountains of the moon
He is known as Pretty Soon;
And he is cousin to Don’t Care,
As no doubt you’re well aware.
Little Mr. By-and-By
Always has a fretful “Why?”
When he’s asked to come or go;
Like his sister—Susan Slow.
Hope we’ll never, you or I,
Be like Mr. By-and-By.
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NIP AND TUCK
[Illustration: Jamie’s Guests on their Way to Lunch with Him.]
NIP and Tuck lived in the same ledge of rocks. Nip was a chippie and was
Jamie’s pet. Tuck was a red squirrel, who, strange to say, was a dear
friend of the little chippie. Jamie kept on hand a basket of all kinds
of nuts with which to treat his two little friends. Jamie was as fond of
nuts as Nip was, so they lunched together every day at eleven o’clock,
and had a “nut-crack” at five. When the table was spread Jamie would rap
on the rock with a nut and Nip would come at once.
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[Illustration: Finding Her Sunday School Lesson in the Best of Books.]
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SWEET CHARITY.
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A POOR little half-starved child, living in a London alley, had a ticket
given to her by a kind lady to admit her to a free tea and
entertainment. She was wild with delight at the idea, and was running up
to tell her mother, when she stumbled over a child crouched on the
stairs crying.
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