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150, Main Street.
150, Main-street.
This is little Jane Anderson and her sister. They have been out thismorning to take a walk. As they were coming home they saw a poor manlying upon the ground. He was lame, and unable to walk. Jane and hersister felt very sorry for him, and when they were about leaving theygave him a few pennies which they had in their bags.—This was very kindin the little girls. We were glad to see them so willing to part withtheir pennies, that they might thus enable the old gentleman to buy aloaf of bread or some cake for his dinner. We ought always to be readyto supply the wants of the poor. We know not how soon[Pg 4]we ourselves may become poor, and need the aid of friends.
Did you ever learn the little hymn, which speaks about the poor? It is abeautiful hymn. We wish you and your little sisters to learn it byheart. Here it is—
Whene'er I take my walks abroad,
How many poor I see!
What shall I render to my God
For all his gifts to me?
Not more than others I deserve,
Yet God has given me more:
For I have food, while others starve,
Or beg from door to door.
How many children in the street,
Half naked I behold!
While I am clothed from head to feet
And covered from the cold.
While some poor creatures scarce can tell
Where they may lay their head,
I have a home, wherein to dwell,
And rest upon my bed.
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