Then she tells me of the Savior, How upon this earth he trod, How he came to us from heaven-- Jesus Christ, the Son of God. Now his home is up in glory With the happy angel band; But he comes and blesses children And protects them by his hand. Then she kneels down by my bedside, As the twilight shadows fall, And we ask the Lord to kindly Guide and keep us one and all; Then he makes us very happy, Gives us blessings rich and true, And I know with all the children, Jesus loves the cripples too. Country Children Children love to play on the bridge over the creek, or sit down in the tall grass on the banks and pick wild flowers. Sometimes the dog swims in the water after a stick and brings it ashore. Dogs can swim in the water; but if the children should get into deep water, they could not get out, and would drown if some one did not come to help them out. There are many, many children living in the cities who do not have the chance to play in the green grass or pick wild flowers like the children who live in the country. How much they would enjoy doing so! [Illustration: IN THE COUNTRY] God made the water and land, the grass and flowers, and intended that the children and all people should enjoy them. Jesus once said, "Consider the lilies, how they grow; they toil not, they spin not; ... if then God so clothe the grass which is today in the field, ... how much more will he clothe you, O ye of little faith?" God takes care of the flowers, the grass, and the trees, and he can care for us. [Illustration: FUN ON THE FARM] The Country Boy I love to see the country boy, With body large and strong. He sings while he is doing chores, And whistles all day long. He drives the cows down to the lane, And feeds the chickens, too. He carries wood for mama dear, Who has so much to do. He goes to school and studies hard His lessons day by day; He's always ready at recess, To romp and jump and play. God bless the boys! the country boys! They soon will be our men. We know not then what they may do With deed or thought or pen. But other boys as well as he, Can study, learn, and do, Can live a grand and noble life, To right and God be true. [Illustration: HERE'S A PLACE SISTER WHERE WE CAN HIDE OUR BEANS] God Sees All Things [Illustration] One time a little boy was sent by his papa to plant some beans. He worked a while, then he sat down to play. While he was playing, he spilled part of his beans. At once he began to pick them up. There were so many beans that he became tired. Then he thought he could cover them up with dirt. He thought no one would ever know he had spilled them. At last he got the rest of the beans planted and went home.