A Lesson

One day, in early summer, I said to our little daughter: "Dear, there are some weeds in your pansy bed, and they ought to be pulled up."

Looking out of the window soon after, I saw that the childish hands were busy at the suggested task. She loved the sweet-faced flowers, and tried hard not to injure them; but she wasn't very successful, and the tender plants suffered sorely from the weeding process.

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Christian Science in England
August 7, 1902
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