Some Bits Of Advice 


SAID Horace Mann, "You were made to be kind, generous and magnanimous. If there is a boy in the school who has a club foot, don't let him know you ever saw it. If there is a poor boy with ragged clothes, don't talk about rags when he is in hearing. If there is a lame boy, assign him some part of the game, which does not require running. If there is a hungry one give him a part of your dinner. IF there is a dull one, help him to get his lessons. If there is a bright one, be not envious of him; for if one boy is proud of his talents, and another is envious of them, there are two great wrongs, and no more talents than be fore. If a larger or stronger boy has injured you, and is sorry for it, forgive him, and request the teacher not to punish him. All the school will show by their countenances how much better it is than to have a great fist.'"

GOOD manners are made up of petty sacrifices.



THE longest life is made up of simple days few or many; but the days grow into years, and give the measure of our lives at the last.

The life is at last what the days have been. Let the children, therefore, look after the days one day at a time and put into each one something that will last; something worth doing, something worth remembering, something worth imitating by those who follow us.

1. Every day a little knowledge. One fact in a day. How small a thing is one fact! Ten years pass by. Three thousand six hundred and fifty facts are not a small thing.

  2. Every day a little self-denial. The thing that is difficult to do today will be an easy thing to do three hundred and sixty-five days hence, if each day it shall have been repeated. What power of self-mastery shall he enjoy who, looking to God for his grace, seeks every day to practice the grace he prays for!

  3. Every day a little hopefulness. We live for the good of others, if our living be in any sense true living. It is not in the great deeds of philanthropy that the only blessing is found. In "Little deeds of kindness," repeated every day, we find true happiness. At home, at school, in the street, in the neighbor's house, on the playground, we shall find opportunities every day for usefulness.

4.  Every day a little look into the Bible. One chapter a day. What a treasure of Bible knowledge one may acquire in ten years. Every day a verse committed to memory. What a volume in the mind at the end of twenty-five years!


CHILDREN, I wish to say one word to you, and that is, listen. When your teacher speaks, listen. Hear all he may have to say about the lesson; do not lose one word.

When your superintendent speaks, listen. He has studied hard that he may have something of interest to talk to you about; and it must pain him to see you look carelessly out of the window, or read your book or paper, while he is trying to instruct you.

When the minister speaks, listen. He is the shepherd whom the Lord has chosen to feed the flock; and if you are one of the lambs, you surely need the sincere milk of the word, that you may grow.

And, dear children, when the Lord speaks to you by his Spirit, and tells you that you are a sinner, that you need the cleansing blood of Christ to wash away your sins, oh, then listen! If you heed not the voice, the Lord may forsake you, and leave you in your sins; for we read that those who refused to come to the supper were not bidden again.

May the dear Lord help you, that  when he shall come to call his waiting ones, you may hear him say to you, "Come, ye blessed of my Father." 



No one can hide from the Judgment. A century ago an infidel German countess, dying, gave orders that her grave should be covered with a solid slab of granite; that around it should be placed square blocks of stone; and that the whole should be fastened together by strong iron clamps. 

On the stone, by her order, these words were cut: "This burial place, purchased to all eternity, must never be opened."  Thus she defied the Almighty. But a little seed sprouted under the cover, and the tiny shoot found its way through between two of the slabs, and grew there, slowly and surely, until it burst the clamps asunder, and lifted the immense blocks. No wonder the people of Hanover look at that opening grave as God's answer to the terrible defiance of the young countess. Certain it is that no one can hide from that universal exposition.