Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1875-07-08
HOW TO BE WISE.

A great many years ago there was little
boy who had pious father and grandmother.
In the days in which he lived there were no
printed books. AS all the books were written,
it took long time to write one, and cost much
money; 50 that there we're very few to be seen.
You may suppose that it was not so easy for
a child to be wise then as it is now. But we
shall find that this little boy not only learned
to read, but got the best kind of wisdom.
Let US 90 back iu our thoughts for many
wears, and look at this child in his own home.
1t was not such house as we live in, nor
were many of the trees the same as those
that grow in our land.
We do not see the father. He might have
been there, but we do not know. We see the
aged grandmother. She gives kind look,
as the mother unfolds before her little boy a
long roll of parchment, or dried skin of a
goat The mother shows the letters upon it.
She then reads the story of Cain and Abel, OF
Joseph, of David and of Ruth. She tells
him of the baby Moses in the ark, of the peo-
pie going through the Red Sea as OH dry
land, and of Elijah fed by ravens. As she
tells of these, perhaps he stops her, and says,
90, mother, teach me the letters again, that
I may read these pretty and true stories tor
myself"
Though this little boy had no books like
those now in use for children, he had his
mothers roll of parchment, and this he read
till he, we think, must have known it all by
heart.
The name of this child has come down to
US. He grew up to he minister, was the
friend of the apostle Paul, and went to many
places to tell the heather that God so loved
the world as to give Jesus Christ to be a Sa-
viour, that through faith in him all our sins
might be forgiven, and that we might be
happy for ever. He became wise in Gods
holy word. He loved Christ, gave his heart
to him, and lived to serve him all his days.
You know the name of this little boy, "Oh,
yes, you say, it was Timothy" Butyou may
not know that this name means "honor of
God." His parents perhaps, gave him this
name because they wished that he should not
only grow up to be wise, but good and
useful man-one who would honor God in his
life.
We will now tell you of another boy, who
lived only few years ago; he also wished to
become wise. But he had no kind and pious
parent to teach him. No book or even roll
of parchment could he call his own.
Some good people who lived in large city,
saw many boys in the streets, who were rag
ged, rude, and wicked. What could be done
for them? 1t was said that if they could be
got to school, it might do them good and 80
school was opened Itwas in astreet where
only very poor people lived. Among those
who went to learn was this little sweep.
The first day he went to the school, he
looked about him at the boys, and then sat
down on FORM A kind teacher came to
him, and said, "Do you know your letters,
my boy?" "Oh, yes" was the quick reply.
"Can you spell ?" "Oh, yes" was again
the answer.
"Can you read ?" Oh, yes"
"And what book did you learn from"
"Why, I never had book in my life."
"Where did you 60 to school?"
IL have not been to any school,
"Who was your schoolmaster?'
"I never had schoolmaster."
Now, here was strange thing-a boy
could read and spell, and yet never had a
book or a schoolmaster, and had not been to
school. How was this? Why, another
sweep boy, little older than himself, had
learned the letters over the shop doors which
they passed as they went along the streets early
in the morning. This teacher, was sweep like
himself, and his book the signs and letters on
| the houses.
The poor boy was taken into the school,
where he was taught to read in the Bible,
and by his good conduct he obtained the re-
spect of his teacher.
How many little children who read these
true stories have many books-perhaps a
long row of them books at home and books
at school; some for study and others to
please; large and small; with pictures and
without. Surely there never was time when
the young had so many good books as they
have now. Get all the wisdom out of them that
can be gotten. And, above all, get the best
wisdom from the Bible-that is the book. 1t
is the great fountain Of wisdom all other
books are only as little rlls Ask God to
give you his Holy Spirit to teach you, and
that, like Timothy, it may be said of you,
"From child thou hast known the Holy
Scriptures, which are able to make thee wise
unto salvation through faith which is in
Christ Jesus" "-Ezchange
The Boys LAUGn AT ME.-Joseph Gar
wood is six years old. He wears shoes; the
other boys wear boots. Joseph came in to
his mother yesterday in a very sad state of
mind The tears we're rolling down his little
cheeks. His hands had wiped them away
for while, but for every tear his hand dried,
there was left streak Of dirt.
"What is the matter with my boy2" asked
mamma.
81 want pair of boots" sobbed Joe.
"a pair of boots why, my lad, you have
good shoes, and such shoes are better far than
boots"
"The boys laugh at me and call me baby
cause l don't have boots" said Joe.
"Well, think you are baby" answered
Mrs. Garwood. "a boy that is afraid Of be.
ing laughed at is something of a baby and a
boy that cries because he is laughed at is a
baby sure enough; and boy whose little
hands are thrust up into his eyes, leaving
such black streaks on his face, is a very
great and very dirty baby; and"-but be-
fore Mrs Garwood could say another word
the "baby" had rushed to the basin, and
washing his face and hands, started out of
the house, yelling with all his might;
"No, I'm not baby I'm boy shoes or
no shoes, boots or barefoot, l won't be a baby !!
I'm boy"
"CIRcUs Music" little Eddie b, /,
of Albion, N. Y, had lately attended cir
Gus for the first time, and on the Sunday fol-
lowing, was taken by his grandmother to
church. Eddie gazed around in some won.
derment for q few moments. When the or
ganist began to play, he turned to his grand.