Article November 14, 1901 Issue

Surrender

A little child was one day playing with a very valuable vase, when he put his hand into it and could not withdraw it. His father, too, tried his best to get it out, but all in vain. They were talking of breaking the vase, when the father said:—

"Now, my son, make one more try. Open your hand and hold your fingers out straight, as you see me doing, and then pull."

To their astonishment, the little fellow said: "Oh, no, papa; I couldn't put out my fingers like that, for if I did I would drop my penny." How many of us are like him,—held prisoners by our own desires!—Selected.

He gives the most who bravely lends a hand
To help his brother in the hour of need;
God keeps the record,—He can understand,
And of our slightest service will take heed.

Anon

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