h surprise. She did
not cry, for she was not afraid of the poor spider. It was of the kind
that children call a 'daddy long-legs,' and Mary thought it was very
funny to see it straddling over the carpet, trying to get away as fast
as it could.

"Oh Harry! for shame," said his Mother; "why, which is the biggest--the
spider or you? Only see--little Mary is laughing at you."

Henry raised his head from his Mother's shoulder, and looked at Mary. He
stopped crying, and began to feel ashamed. He saw the spider crawling
over little Mary's frock, and she sat quite still, and let it go just
where it wanted to go. His Mother said to him, "Go, Harry, and count the
long legs of the spider, and see if you can find his mouth--it cannot
hurt you."

But Harry trembled, and said he did not want to go near it, he would not
touch it for any thing. His Mother was not angry with him, for she knew
he had tried to overcome his fears, and he could not help them; she knew
it was the fault of the wicked nurse, who had made him suffer all this
pain. So she took his hand and wiped the tears from his cheeks, and went
home with him.

As Harry grew older, he was not so much afraid of spiders, but he never
could bear to see one near him; even when he was a great boy of fourteen
or fifteen years, he would get away from a spider as fast as he could.
He knew it was foolish, and tried to overcome his fears, but he never
got entirely over them.

Parents cannot be too watchful or careful about their nurses, for
sometimes a thoughtless or wicked nurse, will do worse things to a child
than Harry's nurse did to him. If parents would forbid nurses when they
are first employed from saying or doing the least thing to frighten
their children, many a poor little victim would be saved a great deal of
present and future misery.

THE MISCHIEVOUS BOYS.

"Horace, come up stairs with, me into Uncle James's room," said Edward
one day to his brother.

Horace took hold of Edward's hand, and they ran up stairs together. When
they got into their Uncle's room, they shut the door. There was nobody
in the room but the two little boys; so Edward thought it was a fine
chance to do some mischief. He began to open all the drawers, and look
at the things that were in them; he took out a bottle that was full of
cologne water, and calling Horace to him, he poured it all out, some of
it on his brother's hair and some on his own. Their hair was all wet
with the cologne