[Written Especially for Children]

A New Lesson

The following portrays the author's vivid recollection of a lesson learned in early years.

Elizabeth's mother had told her that she might go to the berry patch and pick with the other workers if she would promise not to eat any berries. Elizabeth had promised and had run away to get her basket. She had been picking for some time when she found herself alone at the far end of the field. No one was in sight, and she could not even see the house. There was nobody looking and something seemed to make her forget her promise and think that no one would ever know if she ate some of the shiny berries that hung in big clusters from the stems. So she filled her hands with the fruit and ate all she wanted to. Then it was time to take her basket to the barn, where father was paying off the pickers.

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