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October 11, 1911] T H ? J
like these are being said to you. Jimmy found
that out very soon. And your toy cupboard
is no better. All you can do is to go and stare
hard out of the window without seeing anything
and wondering if ever there was a little
boy who felt quite as miserable and wicked as
you do.
But Jimmy had not been staring out of the
window very long before the creaking of the
front gate attracted his attention. Uncle
John ! Oh, how jolly! Uncle John had come
to spend the afternoon with mother and father.
Jimmy raced downstairs. Even the mocking
penny was forgotten for a moment.
'' Hullo hullo hullo! Here we are again!
"What! Bppt? orvincr .Timmv i" fir. t?v. ~
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greeted him, bringing back in full force the
memory of the stolen pennies.
Again it was mother who explained. And
again Jimmy saw a suppressed twinkle in the
hearer's eyes as the tale of the lost pennies
was told.
"But Jimmy is a very honest little boy,"
mother added. "He has already paid back one
of the pennies he lost." And the fate of Jimmy's
Saturday penny was described.
This was too much for Jimmy. It was bad
enough to know one's self a cheat and a
story-teller, but to have mother making one
out to be a hero was too shocking for anything.
So there right in front of father and Uncle
John Jimmy told mother everything.
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] ate all the cakes up, and then I thought I'd
let you think a story, and, and?I'm just as bad
as ever I can be!" Jimmy blurted it all out
his cheeks flaming and his eyes flashing with
the great scorn he felt for himself. "I'll go
straight to bed now, if you like, mother," he
added, more quietly. Going to bed at the
Letterj
Dear Presbyterian: When the Presbyterian
comes I get Aunt Bettie to read the children's
letters to me. I asked grandpa to let us write
one; he said all right. I will be five years old
next year; grandpa will only be eighty-five.
I can ride old "Dick" to the branch all by
myself, but grandpa watches to see that old
"Dick" and I do not hurt each other. I
help hitch him to the buggy and drive grand
pa to town; if we meet an automobile I give
grandpa the lines quick. Last week I picked
15 pounds of cotton to make money to send
to the Thornwell Orphanage on Labor Day.
Dr. Jacobs says he has about 300 little fellows
to feed. My! but it must keep him busy to
feed all of them and he is a little man too.
I am sure going to pick some more cotton and
help him with his family. I send love to all
the "Little Folks." Good-bye,
Blake Stewart and Grandpa.
Ninety-six, S. C.
Dear Presbyterian: This is my first letter to
you. I enjoy reading the Presbyterian paper,
and especially the children's cozy corner. I
am a member of the Roanoke Presbyterian
church. I have five sisters and three brothers;
only two of them are married. My father is
also a member of the Roanoke Presbyterian
church. I also find in reading this paper that
it is a very interesting paper. Rev. B. F. Bedinin
ahw rvoo+an Vin io on nvnollnnl rvroonli ah
ID l/Ul |/ooivi y xiv sa uu vavvaxvxju |/i vuvxivi .
I will try and answer some of the children's
questions. I will answer Rosamond Mills' question:
Who wrote the first five books of the
Bible, and what were they called t Ans. Moses
wrote them and they were called the Penta
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beginning of the afternoon, and when Uncle
John was paying a visit, was the worst punishment
Jimmy could think of for himself.
Mother was too grieved?and too sorry for
her little son?to say a word. Father, too,
kept silence, gazing gravely at the flushed little
culprit. It was left to Uncle John to settle
matters.
"I think, Jimmy, that althought you did too
very naughty things, Mother is going to forgive
you this time, without sending you to bed.
Now I happen to have brought a bright new
penny with me,which I thought you and I could
have gone and spent together at the sweet
shop. But of course that can't be now. Instead
you must give it to mother, in place of
the penny you took. Here it is."
Jimmy took it thankfully, and handed it to
his mother. Then father said?"And tonight,
when you say your prayers, Jimmy, do not forget
to say that you stole two of mother's pennies
and that you told us all an untruth. Then
you can say that you have paid the pennies
back, and that you have owned up to the truth.
Then, tomorrow morning, my boy, we shall all
begin to feel quite happy again."
Jimmy's prayers were very softly spoken that
night at mother's knee, and Jimmy knew that
without looking at mother's face what it was
which fell on his forehead, and his lips trembled
so that he could scarcely say the words. It 1
hurts so dreadfully to have been wicked even 1
when you have tried to make up for it, as well \
as ever you knew how. And if mother did not j
kiss you to sleep, and remind you that everybody
was going to be happy next morning,
as father said, you don't know how you would (
bear it at all.
But when next morning comes, and father (
and mother seem to have forgotten quite all i
? From The Ch
teuch. Also Lillian Maitrejean's question: s
Jesus wept. I will also ask two questions: 1
"Where is the longest verse in the Bible found? i
How many times is the word "Mary" printed 1
in xne rsiDiei as tnis is my nrst letter 1 will r
not write too much, I remain an unknown t
friend,
Brookneal, Ya. Lizzie S. B. Mann.
Dear Presbyterian: As I have never written
tc you before, I thought I wouid write today, i
I am now thirteen years old, and I stay with a
my old grandfather and keep house for him. r
I have many chickens and turkeys and three fc
cats. I do all of the cooking and house clean- i
ing. My grandmother died the 16th of June '
and we miss her very much. I have been staying
with him ever since her death. I am going
t.O snhnnl tVllH wintpf* at RotVial (n-odod
I will answer two of the questions: Who was
Jesus' mother? Ans. Mary. Who was the first
boy king? Ans. Samuel. I will also ask two I
questions: Who was Manasseh's father? WTio c
was the first king of Judah? Hoping to see my h
letter in print, your friend, ?
Red House, Ya. Florence Green. t
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Dear Presbyterian: As I have never written r
to you before now, thought I would write today. 1
I like to read the children's cosy corner very n
much. I am now fifteen years old. I go to ii
Sundav school ovcrv Snndnv T cn-i/vu- crninfr V
very much. I am a member of Rough Creek v
Presbyterian church. My pastor's name is Rev. h
B. F. Bedinger. He is a real good pastor and 1<
we like him very much. I will answer some of
the questions. "Who was thrown overboard on a
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about it, you tell yourself that you will try
to forget too, except when those wicked little
imps come and try to put bad thoughts into
your head. Then you will remember, and will
never, never again by any chance be tempted
to do wrong.?Eagle.
00 BECAUSE IT RAINS.
"I suppose that you won't go to Sabbathi.J
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wauui Luua.y, uucy, saia a motner, one stormy
Sabbath morning, settling herself to read.
'' Please let me go today mama, I want to go because
it rains."
"Why Lucy, that is my excuse for staying at
home. How can you make it a reason for going ?''
'' Our teacher always goes, mama, in all weather,
although she lives so far away. She told the
class that one Sabbath, when she went through
the storm and did not even find one scholar,
she was so discouraged that she could not help
crvinor. She asked us too if we did not go to
our day schools in the rainy weather and she
?aid, while we must obey our parents, if we ask
them pleasantly to let us go, they would likely be
willing. Mama, will you please let me gj tolay!"
"Well, I'm willing, my dear, if you wear your
5cnooi suit. Go and get ready."
But the mother no longer took any interest
n her book, but said to her husband (a lawyer),
vho came in from the library: "Lucy is going
;o the Sabbath school today because it rains, so
;hat her teacher may be encouraged by the presence
of at least one pupil. Suppose we go to
ehapel for the same reason, if not for a better."
"Agreed. I never could plead a cause to an
empty court room, and the minister must find
it hard work to preach to empty pews."
xildren
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ihip? Ans. Jonah. Who did Darius put in the
ions' den? Ans. Daniel. I will also ask some
piestions. When did God create all things?
Vho was Josiah's grandfather? I hope to see
ny letter in print, as I have never written
>efore. I am
Your little unknown friend,
Red House, Va. Leila Jones Tucker.
Dear Presbyterian: I am six years old. I live
n Boston and am staying with my grandpapa
ind grandmama in Virginia and have been
eading your paper and I like it very much. I
lave one brother and one sister and my daddy
s in Europe. I want to ask one question:
'Who were the men in the fiery furnace?"
V? 5 3
luur inena,
Winchester, Va. Helen Hamlin.
Care Holmes Conrad.
Dear Presbyterian: I am thirteen years old.
enjoy reading your paper and especially the
hildren's cozy corner. Our Sunday school
las closed. Miss Kate Nowia is my teacher.
>he is a fine teacher. I have five sisters and
hree brothers; my father and also one of my
isters are members of the Roanoke Presbyteian
church. I think your paper is very nice.
Vs this is my first letter, I will not write too
nuch. I will also ask two questions. Where
s the longest verse in the Bible found! and of
phat does the Lord's Supper remind us! I
pill answer Emma Martin's question: Judas
etrayed his Master. I will close; hope my
etter will not reach the waste-basket.
Your unknown friend;
Brookneal, Va. Ethel B. Mann.