ey 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.
He often thought of the beans he had spilled. But he did not tell his
papa. Some time after this his papa went to the patch. He wanted to
see how the beans were growing. He found that all of them had come
up--even those that the boy had spilled and had not picked up. The boy
did not need to tell his papa then what he had done. For his papa knew
it all.
So it is with some bad things you may have done. You may think that no
one will ever know of them. But the secret will come out some time.
Even if no person should ever find it out, God sees all you do. You
can not hide anything from him.
[Illustration]
Be Kind to the Aged
One fine spring day six children went to the woods to gather wild
flowers. Oh, how they enjoyed the warm sunshine while they filled
their little baskets with violets, buttercups, and spring beauties!
And the air was filled with the sweet perfume.
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