The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1886-01-14
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from the Teachers Institute.

beautiful 2" she cried. Another picked
strawberries until the ends of her fingers
were pink. "These are," said she. The
third gathered violets until her hands
were fragrant, and said, "But these are
most beautiful" An old ragged woman,
passing by, asked, "Who will give me
some bread? Lam very hungry" All
three of the ladies refused to give her
anything. Near them sat another lady
who had made no boast of the beauty of
her hands, nor tried to improve their
looks. She gave to the old woman food
and money. Then the beggar asked
what they had been disputing about;
they told her and lifted up their beautiful
hands. "They are beautiful indeed"
she said. But when they asked which
we're the most beautiful, she said, "Not
the hand that is washed clean in the
brook, not the hand that is tipped with
red, not the hand that is garlanded with
flowers, but the hand that gives to the
poor"
AS she said this her wrinkles fed, her
staff was thrown away and she stood be-
fore them, an angel from Heaven, with
the power to decide the question in dis
pute. And that decision has stood the
test of all time.
II.
Gooboo was monkey of high degree.
who lived in a jungle in India. He was
the chief of tribe of brown monkeys,
aud the greatest thief in the forest.
When he was young, he received a severe
bite through the cords of one leg, while
fighting with gray monkey, and this
left him lame. So he loafed around a
large temple that stood on the edge of 8
jungle, aud watched his chances to steal
his daily food. Sometimes, there would
be a festival at the temple, and throngs
of pilgrims would conls up to worship,
some on foot and some in wagons. They
all camped outside the temple.wall, and
cooked their food oyer rude, re-places,
built of stones. During these festivals,
the monkeys had a picuiu. Swarms of
them hung around, ready to snatch up
anything they could lay their little brown
hands on. Chief among these thieves
was Gooboo, and his chief victim was an
old, ahump-backed woman, who kept a
little booth at the temple-gate, and sold
boiled beans, palm.sugar, and some
greasy looking cakes, that she fried at a
little earthen Fireplace at her side.
One day, as he sat on the image above
her, he saw the palm-lesf fan fall by her
side. This was the signal that she was
asleep, and sliding down, he quickly
slipped a piece Of jaggery into one cheek.
pouch, pufed out the other with gen
ierous bite Of cake, emptied the dish of
ghee upon the smoulderiug Goals, tucked
q plantain under one arm, and started
back up the wall. All might have gone
well but for his lame leg, which caused
him to fall. The old woman, awakened
by the. sputtering Of the ghee on the
Goals, seized along, sharp knife and
threw it with all her might at Gooboo.
Her aim was sure one, and the pointed
blade made a fatal wound. In few
minutes, Gooboo breathed his last.
III.
/ A gentleman while walking in the
fields one day, heard the cries of bird
in distress. Looking up, he saw hawk
trying to catch a poor little lark. The
lark darted this way and that, and man.
aged to keep out of the reach of his en-.
emy, but it was plain that be was becom.
ing tired cut. The man felt very sorry
for the lark, and was wishing that he
could save it from the cruel hawk, when
suddenly it darted down towards him
and few straight into his hand, where it
remained painting and trembling. The
hawk, when be saw what had happened,
few off as if in disgust.
w.
The lion, it is said, likes the flesh of
the Hottentot better than anything else
he can get for his dinner. Once a Hot.
tentot, while driving his masters cattle
to pool of water, saw lion crouching
in the pool and looking straight at him.
Quickly he thought that if he ran back
through the herd of cattle the lion would
lose sight of him, and make meal off
of one of the beasts. But he was mis-.
taken. Looking back, he saw the lion
making his way through the herd direct.
ly toward him. Half dead with fear, he
scrambled up an aloe tree by the aid of
steps which had been cut in the trunk by
searchers for birds nests. The lion
made spring at him, but, missing his
aim, fell to the ground. The Hottentot
screened himself from sight behind. the
branches, and thought the lion would
give up and 60 away. After a long time
he peeped cut, and there sat the lion,
with his terrible eyes glaring at him.
After while, the lion lay down, and for
twenty -four hours he did not move from
his place. Which would have held out
the longest, it is hard to say, had not che
lion become 80 thirsty that he was obliged
to go to spring at some distance for a
drink. As soon as he was far enough
away, the Hottentot scrambled down,
and was soon beyond the lions reach.
Ready for Action.