. Forrester's pictorial miscellany for the family circle . use my son was dead and is alive again, was lostand is found. If ever you should go to S , you may see where he lives. His name is John Newton Leonard — on his sign it is John , but his name is John Neivton Leonard. H. M. T. Little Edmund. BY MRS. SIGOURNEY. BE good, little Edmund, your mother will say,—She will whisper it soft in your ear, — And ofttimes repeat it, by night and by day,That you need not forget it, my dear. And the ant at its work, and the flower-loving bee,And the sweet little bird in the wood, As it warbles a
. Forrester's pictorial miscellany for the family circle . use my son was dead and is alive again, was lostand is found. If ever you should go to S , you may see where he lives. His name is John Newton Leonard — on his sign it is John , but his name is John Neivton Leonard. H. M. T. Little Edmund. BY MRS. SIGOURNEY. BE good, little Edmund, your mother will say,—She will whisper it soft in your ear, — And ofttimes repeat it, by night and by day,That you need not forget it, my dear. And the ant at its work, and the flower-loving bee,And the sweet little bird in the wood, As it warbles a song from its nest on the tree,Seem to say, Little Eddy, be good. Be good, says the Bible — that volume of love — And the wisest are bound to obey —For the truths that it teaches will lead us above, When death calls the spirit away. For as sure as the brook to the river doth run, And the river to oceans broad wave,This rule, if well learned from your cradle, my son, Will prove your best wealth at the grave. A RESIDENCE AMONG THE INDIANS. 309. A Residence among the Indians. BY MILES HAWTHORNE. I HAVE never found any subject more deeply interesting than thecontemplation and study of the manners and customs of the NorthAmerican Indians. In my youth, when my winter evenings weresometimes spent in reading about the cruelties practised by theruthless savages towards the early settlers of New England, I usedto think that there could not possibly exist a more wicked andtreacherous race of beings than the Indians. As I grew in years, and in knowledge, and, with the excellentopportunities I have had, examined their true characters and disposi-tions, my foolish youthful fears vanished, and I was led to lookupon the poor Indian as a human being like myself, gifted withreason, though ignorant; the nobleness of whose nature would com-pare favorably with many other wiser nations. In our own comfort-able homes, by our own cheerful firesides, surrounded by all thebenefits of civili
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