The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1873-01-16
wHArDoEs UNgELFIsH MEAy,

Three little children were sitting in
the room one evening while their moth
er was busy ironing Johny, 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 unselfsh means Maybe 1 do
know, but want her to tell it her way"
said the child.
ST viii illustrate it by a little story
when JOHNNY is through reading, and 1
am done ironing, said their mother
Then after while she told this story:
"One 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
'fThe eldest of the three little ones
thought of a plan that pleased him ex-
ceedingly, and he put it into execu-
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 am unseIfsh
act. He was glad to give his own
pleasure to make his little brother and
sister happy, though L believe his de-
light was greater than theirs. 1 want
you all to seek to be unseIfsh-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 unsefsh person is rarely
unhappy.
just here the mothers eyes fell upon
JOHNNY. Little fellow he was appear
ing unspeakably 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 he
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. He
twisted his head around uneasiIy
when his mothers eye fell upon him.
''That boy in the story was our
blessed little brother johnny, wasn't it
mother? Say, wasn't it, Fred? Say, all
of you? CHI oh I thought my hen
pitied me, and laid lots of eggs Just to
please me, and there it was our JOHNNY
all the time !" and Louise flew to the
little hero, and pulled his head about,
and Rugged and kissed him and tickled
him, and there he sat, docking Just as
ashamed as though he'd stolen some
body's hens eggs, and had been caught
at it.
o, who told you that, ma said he,
looking down modestly, e 1 didn't want
'em to know it ever"
%, maybe little bird sung it to !
me, p" said the mother, laughing.
g Nobody can do anything that our
mother wont find out, q" said Fred laying
his hand on Johny's shoulder.
''Now we know what unselfish means.
don't we ?" said Louise, g and mean to
try and be just as unselfsh as can -
and she flew at her little JOHNNY, and be-
gan fuzzing up his hair and patting his
cheeks, and all the while proud of the
kind, shy brother who had set such a
sweet example of unselfishness before.
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