“EDDIE," said Harry, "I'll be a minister, and preach you a sermon."

"Well," said Eddie, "and I'll be the peoples." 

"May we come and hear too?" asked May and Ida. 

"Yes, if you'll sit still; but I'm going to preach for Eddie."

Harry began: "My text is a short and easy one "Be kind.'' There are some little texts in the Bible on purpose for little children, and this is one of them. These are the heads of my sermon: "First: Be kind to papa, and don't make a noise when he has a headache. I don't believe you know what a headache is; but I do. I had one once, and I didn't want to hear any one speak a word.

"Second: Be kind to mamma, and don't make her tell you to do a thing more than once. It is very tiresome to say,' It is time for you to go to bed,' half a dozen times over.

 Third: Be kind to baby" "You have left out, be kind to Harry," interrupted Eddie.

"Yes," said Harry, "I didn't mean to mention my own name in the sermon. I was saying, Be kind to little Minnie, and let her have your red soldier to play with when she wants it.

"Fourth: Be kind to Jane, and don't scream and kick when she washes and dresses you."

Here Eddie looked a little ashamed, and said, "But she pulled my hair with the comb."

"People mustn't talk in meeting," said Harry.

"Fifth: Be kind to Kitty. Do what will make her purr, and don't do what will make her cry."

"Isn't the sermon 'most done?" asked Eddie; "I want to sing." And without waiting for Harry to finish his discourse or give out a hymn, he began to sing, and so Harry had to stop.