"Wait a little"

In a certain Sunday school class a little lad was continually running around the room, thereby interrupting a Bible story, and disturbing the other children.

The teacher had spoken to him several times, reminding him that he was Love's child, and Love ever gave joy and never took joy away from others, but the child paid no heed. The teacher was just going to speak to him again, this time motivated with a certain amount of impatience, when one of the little ones, scarcely more than a babe, put her hand on the teacher's arm and said, "Wait a little!"

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