The Hickman courier. [volume] (Hickman, Ky.) 1859-current, 1873-01-11
wHArpoES 1NsEL FLSH MEANa

Three little children were sitting In
the room one evening while their moth
er was busy ironing JOHNNY, and Fred
and Louise. JOHNNY was nine years old,
and he read aloud to his brother and
sister. Whenever they came to any
hard word that they could not under
stand, their mother would tell them
what it meant.
Louise held up her hand for atten-
ton I'D like to have mother tell us
what unselfish means. Maybe l do
know, but | want her to tell it her way,
said the child.
II will illustrate it by little story
when JOHNNY is through reading, and /
am done ironing" said their mother"
Then after while she told this story:
Gone time there were three little
children, and their mother told them
she would give each one a penny for
every six eggs he brought into the
house. The oldest child brought in
six or eight eggs day, but the youngest
couldn't find any. The nests were all
low down in quiet places easily reached.
But the hens liked the best to lay up in
the fragrant mows.
''The eldest of the three little ones
thought of plan that pleased him ex-
ceedingly, and he put it into exeeu-
ton.
He would peep into the other nests
silly, and see if there were no eggs in
them, would take those eggs out of his
nest and put in theirs, and let his little
brother and sister think they had been
lain there.
That is what one calls an unselfish
act. He was glad t. give his 90.
pleasure fr--r..;ake his bttle brother a1,'
sister happy, though 1 believe his de
light was greater than theas ] want
you all to seek to be unselfsh-study
the comfort and happiness of others be
fore your own. If there is anything good
and enjoyable, try and have some one
else get it. Never fear you'll be happy
enough. An unsefish person is rarely
unhappy.
Just here the mothers eyes fell upon
JOHNNY Little fellow he was appear.
ing mspeakably full of some kind OF
an emotion. His hands were thrust
down into his pockets. and he looked
right into the CRATE. just as though h,
thought the red blaze was something
new and beautiful His face was red
too, but then the reflection of the glow
idg fire might have done tina. II,
twisted his head around uneasil,
when his mothers eye fell upon him
That boy in the story was GU
blessed little brother JOHNNY, wasn't i
mother? Say, wasn't it, Fred? Say, al
of you? CHI /! oh l thought my her
pitied me, and laid lots of eggs just t,
please me, and there it was our John,
all the time p and Louise flew to tn
little hero, and pulled his head about
and Rugged and kissed him and tickle,
him, and there he sat, looking just "A
ashamed as though he'd stolen some
body's hens eggs, and had been caugh
at it.
80, who told you that, ma, said he
looking down modestly. - 1 didn't wan
EN- to know it ever.
, 20, maybe a little bird sung it t
, me, said the mother, laughing.
Nobody can do anything that on
+ mother wont find out, said Fred layin
, his hand on Johny's shoulder
Now we know what unselfish means
don't we ?" said Louise, " and mean /
try and be just as unselfish as l can !;
+ and she flew at her little johnny, and be
q gan fuzzing up his hair and patting hi
checks, and all the while proud OF tn