George's Reason.

THE scholars of Mr. Jones' school, had all, save one, entered the school and taken their seats, when George Hardy, a tardy scholar for once, came hurrying in much out of breath.

"Why, George," said his teacher, "how is this? I saw you, as I supposed, on your way to school, when I started from home. I hope you have not been away at play, when you should have been at school."

"No, sir, I have not played any this morning; I thought I could run home, and be back before school began."

"But why did you wish to return home. Did you forget anything?"

"No, sir."

"What did you go back for, then?''

"If you will please excuse me, sir, I would 

rather not tell."

"I hardly think I can excuse you, George you are very late, for you, and I have a right to demand a good reason for it. "George stepped up, and placing his lips close to his teacher's ear, whispered, "I met a boy who was without shoes, and as I had a pair which I had outgrown, I went home to get them for him."

"Was that the reason?" asked the teacher looking upon the blushing boy with kindness and approval.

"Yes, sir."

"Why, then, did you not wish to tell me?'

"Because, sir, my mother says when I give anything in charity, I must do it privately, lest I should receive praise of men, and become vain and proud." 

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