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THE CAROLS OF BETHLEHEM CENTER
MABEL ASHTON'S DREAM
"THE MAN THAT DIED FOR ME"
OUR GRASS RUG AND—OTHER THINGS
PREFACE
All persons like stories. Children call for them from their earliest years. The purpose of this book is to provide children and youth with stories worth reading; stories relating incidents of history, missionary effort, and home and school experiences. These stories will inspire, instruct, and entertain the readers. Nearly all of these have appeared in print before, and are reprinted in this form through the courteous permission of their writers and publishers.
"Stories Worth Rereading" can be obtained only as a premium with the Youth's Instructor, a sixteen-page weekly, published by the Review and Herald Publishing Association, Takoma Park, Washington, D. C.
THEIR WORD OF HONOR
MURIEL'S BRIGHT IDEA
THE STRENGTH OF CLINTON
THE DOCTOR'S COW
HONEY AT THE PHONE
ONE OF FATHER'S STORIES
WHAT RUM DOES
MY MOTHER'S RING
THE BRIDAL WINE-CUP
A MOTHER'S SORROW
THE REPRIMAND
AN EXAMPLE
FIGHTING THE GOOD FIGHT
TIGHTENING THE SADDLE-GIRTH
"HERRINGS FOR NOTHING"
THE POWER OF SONG
JACK'S FIDELITY
HONOR THY FATHER AND THY MOTHER
THE SLEIGH-RIDE
SAMUEL SMILES, THE AUTHOR OF "SELF-HELP"
DAVID LIVINGSTONE
A TRUE INCIDENT OF THE SAN FRANCISCO EARTHQUAKE
LITTLE CORNERS
IN THE HOME
GIANTS AND GRASSHOPPERS
AS GOOD AS HIS BOND
PLAIN BERNICE
HOW THE BOY WITHOUT A REFERENCE FOUND ONE
AN HOUR A DAY FOR A YEAR
"PLEASE, SIR, I WOULD RATHER NOT"
THE RIGHT WORD
THE SADDEST OF INDIA'S PICTURES (1912)
ONE LITTLE WIDOW
WHY THE MITE BOXES WERE FULL
TI-TO AND THE BOXERS
HOW NYANGANDI SWAM TO CHURCH
THE LITTLE PRINTER MISSIONARY
THE MISSIONARY'S DEFENSE
LIGHT AT LAST
THE BROWN TOWEL
ONLY A BOY
THE LITTLE PROTECTOR
MOFFAT AND AFRICANER
TWO TRIFLES
A SECOND TRIAL
THE SIN OF EXTRAVAGANCE
A LITTLE CHILD'S WORK
THE HANDY BOX
THE RESULT OF DISOBEDIENCE
LIVINGSTONE'S BODY-GUARD
SPARE MOMENTS
A GOLD MEDAL
A GIRL'S RAILWAY ACQUAINTANCE
HAROLD'S FOOTMAN
ELNATHAN'S GOLD
ONLY A JACK-KNIFE
A SPELLING-BEE
JACK'S QUEER WAYS
WHAT ONE BOY DID
HOW NICK LEARNED MANNERS
WITHOUT BALLAST
INFLUENCE OF A GOOD BOOK
"STRAIGHTENING OUT THE FURROWS"
A BOY WHO WAS WANTED
WANTED: AN EMPLOYER
HOW TO STOP SWEARING
THE CAROLS OF BETHLEHEM CENTER
STANDING BEAR'S SPEECH
MABEL ASHTON'S DREAM
A SAD BUT TRUE STORY
"THE MAN THAT DIED FOR ME"
OUR GRASS RUG AND—OTHER THINGS
THEIR WORD OF HONOR
The president of the Great B. railway system laid down the letter he had just reread three times, and turned about in his chair with an expression of extreme annoyance.
"I wish it were possible," he said, slowly, "to find one boy or man in a thousand who would receive instructions and carry them out to the letter without a single variation from the course laid down. Cornelius," he looked up sharply at his son, who sat at a desk close by, "I hope you are carrying out my ideas with regard to your sons. I have not seen much of them lately. The lad Cyrus seems to me a promising fellow, but I am not so sure of Cornelius. He appears to be acquiring a sense of his own importance as Cornelius Woodbridge, Third, which is not desirable, sir—not desirable. By the way, Cornelius, have you yet applied the Hezekiah Woodbridge test to your boys?"
Cornelius Woodbridge, Junior, looked up from his work with a smile. "No, I have not, father," he said.
"It's a family tradition; and if the proper care has been taken that the boys should not learn of it, it will be as much a test for them as it was for you and for me and for my father. You have not forgotten the day I gave it to you, Cornelius?"
"That would be impossible," said his son, still smiling.
The elder man's somewhat stern features relaxed, and he sat back in his chair with a chuckle. "Do it at once," he requested, "and make it a stiff one. You know their characteristics; give it to them hard. I feel pretty sure of Cyrus, but Cornelius—" He shook his head doubtfully, and returned to his letter. Suddenly he wheeled about again.
"Do it Thursday, Cornelius," he said, in his peremptory way, "and whichever one of them stands it shall go with us on the tour