THE KIND BROTHER.
Reading edition
Coach is tackled; Sister, run, Put your gloves And bonnet on! It is about A week ago, We were promised, Sis, you know, Were we good, We should to-day Take the coach And ride away. Cousins now Are all at home; Glad they’ll be To see us come. Oh, how pleasant ’Tis to ride, All along The river side! Sister, come, Do not delay, ’Tis quite time To start away. Now you’r crying! Are’nt you well? What’s the matter? Mary, tell?
THE FIRST LIE.
Brother, do not Ask me why! Yet, you’ll hear,— I’ve told a lie! And here, shut up, I’m doomed to stay, And weep and mourn The livelong day! Dear Harry I’m Afraid that you And Harriet, Will hate me too. For, since I’ve told This lie, mamma Don’t speak to me, Nor does papa. Not once upon me Have they smiled, Since I was such A wicked child. Oh, they will hate me, I’m afraid, And God, who heard The words I said, Will shut all liars Out of heaven; Oh, can I ever Be forgiven?
HARRY.
Dear sister, I Will tell mamma How bad you feel, And ask papa This evening, when We kneel to pray, To ask that God May wash away Your sins, and help you, Every day, To speak the truth Whate’er you say. But first, I’ll send The coach away I do not wish To ride to-day.
