Honoring Parents. Unknown

      I suppose all my young readers have learned the fifth commandment, and have often been told that children should honor their parents by cheerful and prompt obedience to all their commands. This is one way in which parents should be honored continually.

      But there is another way by which you may not only show that you feel respect for your father and mother yourself, but you may force others to feel the same respect for them.

      That you may understand what I mean, I will tell you a story of a little boy who, for once, at least in his life, honored his mother. This was not by any command, however, for she was not with him at the time, and I do not suppose that she ever heard of the circumstance which I am about to tell you.

      One morning, a teacher entered her school of about sixty children, accompanied by another young lady,—her friend. The children did not cluster around as thickly as usual. Some quietly took their seats; and others, disliking the restraint of a stranger's presence, ran into the play-ground. But nine o'clock soon came; and the teacher, having conducted her friend to a seat where she might observe what passed around her, rang a small bell, and the seats were soon filled with rosy cheeks and smiling countenances. The morning hymn was sung, and then all knelt to implore the blessing of him who loved little children when he was in the world, and who loves them no less now he is in heaven. They rose from their knees; and soon the teacher was busied with classes, and the children who could study, with their books.