The Princeton union. [volume] (Princeton, Minn.) 1876-1976, 1891-11-05

tree replied; 4 only know it always
happens. But here comes my friend
the wind who listens everywhere, and
finds Out many things. Twill ask him.,
The wind stopped to sing a low song
said: n r. q 4 ' al
How can you be so light and mer-
ny, MI. Wind, when deathis every
Whelr here, Look at that fine wheat, so
soon to be utdown and carried awayl
Perhaps you can tell me Why b
Poor tree" said the wind; tsyou
know nothing of the world beyond
this field. OF course, it is not to be
expected, as you can neither fly nor
walk, nor rush about as I do. If you
knew more, YOU would see that the
lite OF the wheat only begins in this
tield. l have seen it carried into the
farmers barn. There it is beaten by
q heavy machine, which you might
think would destroy it; but it is only
to free the grain from the, hard
covers, which are no longer needed,
and which help to blow away.
land then" continued the wind,
"the grain is carried to the MILL and
crushed and ground to powder. It
seems hard fate; but at last oak
tree, it comes to it's higher use,- tbs
ready to be made into food for man.
There is nothing better for a little
girl like this one at your feet than
good bread; and where would she get
it il the wheat were not cut down,
and threshed, and ground into flour?
"lf you could see the end OF things
as well as the beginning, you would
not sigh so often. What seems hard
to bear is often the way to some
thing much grander and better. So
cheer up, Mrs Oak.
And the wind gave such a merry
whistle that it reused Helen from her
dream.-Lucy Wheelock in Sunday
School Times.
The Reason.
A certain little girl, whom will cali
Alice, was one day refused permission
to go to another little girls house.
"Why can't go?" asked Alice. "It's
a very nice house."
perhaps so,' replied her mother.
"But you were there all day yester-
day and the day before. You must
stay at home to-day"
Alice sat down to think over her
wrongs. It was bad enough to be sent
sometimes to places she did not want
to go to-; it was still worse to be kept
from places she did want to 90 to-
There was nothing to do at home.
There was a playhouse full of toys
and a house full Of books, but that
didn't make any difference. Home
was stupid.
Her mother pitied her forlorn ex-
preston.
''Have you read the new book Uncle
George sent you, Alice?"
ooh, no." replied Alice, listlessly.
eco and do that. Uncle George
hasn't been here for long time. Some
day he'll come in, and ask you if
you've read that book
Alice turned quickly, sudden light
in her eyes. "Do you know why Uncle
George hasn't been here lately, mann,
MAJ" she demanded.
"Why, no"-with surprised air
Perhaps he's busy, @h.7 a
"That isn't the reason said Alice,
decidedly.
"Well, Alice, what is the reason?"
"Why'' -triumphantly -"he just got
tired coniin' to this same old house
Anybody would" IF
No One Is Without Influence.
Some people fall discouraged on the
highway of life because they cannot
be this or that great or eminent per-
son., Why should they not be willing
to be themselves? .". ....
No person is without influence.
Why not make the most OF what you
have? Since you cannot grasp that
which you wish, why let what you
have slip through your fingers? No
person in the world isexactly like you.
You have your own faults, but you
have also your own excellencies, indi-
vidual to yourself. Give them air.
Because you are not a poet, should
you not be a good merchant? Because
you cannot 60 to college, should you
therefore forswear the alphabet? Be-
cause you cannot. build a palace,
should you not rejoice in your own
humble roof, and that because it is
your own? Will not the sun also
shine into your windows if you do not
obstinateiX persist in shutting it out?
II you cannot have a whole dollhouse
full OF flowers, may you not have one
sweet rose?. Accept thankfully what
ever blessings you have and try to
make the most of them Exchange.
Natural Inference.
1t was Saturday afternoon, and
time for little Mary to begin the prep
aration OF her Sunday school lesson;
but unfortunately she was deeply en-
gagged in designing new and especially
elaborate tea-gown for her Oldest doll,
who, so Mary thought, had reached a
time OF life when a tea-gown could no
longer be dispensed with.
Her mother several times called the
attention Of the busy little dressmak-
er to the advanced hour OF the after
noon; and finally her older sister,
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