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Noah's Ark and other playthings, with all her books that were not Sunday books, were carefully put away, and not taken out again till Monday morning. But do not think that little Mary was idle and unhappy all Sunday. Oh no; she had a great many things to make the time pass pleasantly. She could read in the Bible the histories of Joseph, and Samuel, and Daniel, and other holy children ; and she had her favourite Pilgrim's Progress, and a great many other very nice books, which she could understand enough to enjoy very much: and then she used to go to the house of God with her mother; and sometimes, if the sermon seemed rather long to the little girl, her kind mother would take her hand in hers, and Mary would forget that she had been tired.
When little Mary grew up to have a class of her own at the Sunday-school, she used to like to hear the children say that pretty verse,
“ This day belongs to God alone,
Because it is the sabbath day," One morning, two of her little scholars began pushing each other about, and seemed almost inclined to fight. Mary called them both to her, and told them to repeat that verse ; and then asked them whether it could be right to fight on Sunday, when they had just said it was wrong either to work or play. She told them that there were six days in which they might, both work and play, but not one day in which they might fight; and that God told them to do to others as they would that others should do to them. And so, as they would not
like to be pinched or scratched or knocked themselves, to take great care never to hurt each other. She hopes they attended to what she said, for they have not offended again in the same way.
One Sunday afternoon, when Mary was returning from the house of God the second time, she saw some little girls playing on the road. She knew they belonged to the Sundayschool, but she could not speak to them just then.
A little while after, however, she had the opportunity of asking the eldest of them how long she thought Sunday lasted: the girl look. ed ashamed, and most likely told her sisters that Sunday lasted all through the day; for Mary has not seen them playing on the road on Sundays since that time. Perhaps they used to fancy, that if they attended their school the first part of the day, the evening hours were all their own. But how much happier they would be, if they loved to give the whole of the day, as well as the whole of their hearts, to God, for he says, “I love them that love me, and those that seek me early shall find me," Prov. viii. 17; Isa. lviii
THE LITTLE IRISH GIRL. HONOR HERAGATY's father was the richest farmer in the place in which he lived. When first she began to attend the Glenaneen school both her parents were living. She had been away from home for three years, during which
time she had learned to read and write at a na. tional school. So far she had been well taught; but, in what was more important she seemed to have been quite neglected, for there was very soon a complaint that she had knocked down and beaten a little girl, and called her names. However, there was something straightforward in the way in which she took the lecture that followed, (not making the slightest attempt at »xcuse or defence,) that gave promise of an
honest character at least, if not an amiablo
She was soon after kept at home to attend her mother in her last illness. Her father died suddenly about the same time, and she was now dependent on her brothers and sisters for comfort. From four o'clock in the morning she was working for them, and not allowed time to go to school. However, it was at this time, when everything appeared so unpromising, that her mind was enlightened. She used to be sent out to watch the cattle, and every day used to meet, on the mountain, the daughter of a man who had the next farm to her brothers'. This little girl, also called Honor, was younger than herself, and more ignorant in every respect but one-she had learned to value the word of God; and, day after day, the two girls used to sit under a turf-stack, and read the Bible, and talk. The younger Honor was delighted to explain it. At last, Honor Heraghty resolved that she would again go to school. (It was a Scripture reader's school.) She begged to be taken back, saying that she was quite changed, that she now saw how wrong it was to be quarrelling, and that there should be no more complaints of her; and she kept her word. She was a pattern of attention, meekness, and gentleness, and also of firmness ; for she had to struggle alone against the selfishness of her relations, who would have kept her at home to work for them. But she said that going to school and learning the will of God
agreed with her.' The priest now took part against her (for the Roman Catholic priests are against the Bible schools and the reading of the word of God). He wanted to set up a new school, and threatened her brothers that he would have them put off the land if Honor was not made to attend it. Her only way of escaping was to go without her breakfast. When she returned she got no dinner. She was not allowed to wash her clothes, because it was known that her object was to please her mistress. She was therefore blamed at school for inattention and untidiness, and beaten and abused at home by every member of her own family, from the bigoted elder sister down to the little Judy, whom she used to pet and love so affectionately. She had a very warm heart, and she suffered much; but she never complained. The neighbours only guessed what was passing. She grew pale, and thin, and weak.
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At last, she thought they intended to keep her at home altogether, and not to allow her ever to see those friends from whom she loved to learn; and then she spoke to those whom she thought could and would protect her. In telling her history, which she could hardly do for tears, nothing seemed to hurt her feelings so much as relating how they had thrown her Bible into the road. Her protectors sent her away to a distance, where she had the blessing of hearing the Holy Scriptures explained by a clergyman, who interested himself about her at
She was sent to a school, where she is taught everything that can be useful to her, and is going on to their satisfaction, who hope to see her some day doing credit to her principles, and teaching others the great truths, the knowledge of which she has found to be beyond all price.
One more fact will show her affection for those from whom she had received much unkindness, and her wish on all occasions to do right. When she was dressed in her new clothes, and ready to start for her new abode, she heard that her elder sister was very ill of a fever. She ran out of breath to her friends, having thrown off the new bonnet, to ask if she