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THE GREAT QUESTION.
ALICE CARY. “ How are the dead raised up, and with what body doiley
And bearing me out from the shore,
But not of the things before.
Came down and hovered o'er,
And show me the farther shore.
And ’tis light-more light I crave-
Are gaping, each with a grave;
Who died our souls to save :
And walk with me on the wave !
Because of the mourners' sighs,
Nor the body with which we arise.
The awful seal of the tomb,
For the nearly wasted sands,
In the house not made with hands;
To that brighter and better shore,
world. Many books have been written
On subsiding, a deposit of fine mud is left behind, over which seed corn is cast, which generally produces rich crops.
The ancient Egyptians not only considered certain animals and vegetables to be gods, but the river also. They believed that this god-river in his benevolence spread himself over the land, that by his means the people might be fed. When the annual overflow was late in appearing, they offered a sacrifice to this god, dressing a beautiful girl in fine clothes and jewels and then throwing her into the river,
Alligators and hippopotami infest the Nile. The latter were most likely the kine Pharaoh saw in his dreams in the days of Joseph, son of Jacob. On its surface, Moses floated in safety in his ark of bulrushes. Its waters were afterwards turned into blood, as one of the plagues by which the Egyptians were compelled to set the Israelites free. Egypt has long been under the dominion of the Sultan of Turkey, and through oppression and other causes, the prophecy uttered many years ago, that Egypt should be one of the basest of kingdoms, has been, and still is, fulfilled. This is a striking proof of the wisdom and the faithfulness of Him whose word abideth for ever.
Only a Peuny. T was only a penny, you say?" "Yes 'em," said the old woman, meekly.
“ Tisn't the value of the money. I'd not have come for that; but when little Master Harry took it out of my till, you know, ma'am, it was a theft all the same as if it had been a crown."
“ Absurd,” said Mrs. Rose. " The
boy is only six years old. He's a mere baby. There's another penny. Of course I'm willing to give it to you."
“ I don't want the penny,” said the old woman, half crying. " What I want is to have him properly punished.”
“You revengeful wretch,” said Mrs. Rose.
“Tain't revenge,” said the woman. “ It's love for the child. When my Ann was nursery-maid here, I seen a heap of him, and I like him so much, a pretty dear. Please do, ma'am, punish him and learn him not to steal. It's a mother's duty, ma'am. 'Tisn't only poor buys that turn out bad.”
“This is unbearable," said Mrs. Rose. “Punish that little fellow for picking up a penny. How did he know to whom it belonged? And you—a person like you, to talk to me of my duty. It is so preposterous.”
“ O do hear me, ma'am," said the old woman. “'Twasn't picking up a penny. I was in my back room and saw through the curtain. He came through on tip-toe, watching and peeping, and he slipped round the counter, and took the penny from the drawer. Then he knocks, and says he, when I comes :
'I want a pennyworth of lemon drops,' And I took the penny and came to tell you: not for the value"
“ Take your penny and go, "said Mrs. Rose. “After the presents I have sent you, and kind as I was to Ann-gave hier her wedding dress and a set of China, when she married—to go on so about a paltry penny! Bridget, open the door. I suppose that Mrs. Jones don't see it. And after this, Bridget, when I send you for trimmings, there is a new shop to go to. Quite a decent sort of person keeps it. I shall patronize her.”
“It was just because of your kindness, ma'am, that I want Master Harry to be cured of being a thief,” said the old woman, “can you understand?"
“I understand your are ‘an impertinent woman,” said Mrs. Rose. “Bridget, give that woman her precious penny, and lock the door after her. Here, Harry, pet, come to
When Harry wants a penny, don't ask any one but dear papa and mamma.”
And the young mother kissed her darling fondly.
He was a beautiful child, but not a frank-looking one, and his mischief always developed itself in secret forays on the cake-box and preserve jars. To be sly was natural to him, and the servants knew this, if his mother did not.
Of course he was not punished. Indeed, he seemed to himself rather a hero than a culprit, and the next opportunity which offered to help himself to (that which did not belong to him, was seized upon with avidity.
He helped himself to knick-knacks in friends' houses, and to toys belonging to neighbours' children. If his mother forgot and left her purse upon the table, he rifled it of change.
Generally he managed to conceal his depredations; and when discovered, friends feared to offend the indulgent parents, and contented themselves with putting portable property out of Master Harry's reach, when they had the pleasure of a visit from that small, but troublesome individual.
As for his mother she thought the child "too cunning to scold," and only shook her headlat him when four-penny