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UNCLE RICHARD. Poor old Uncle Richard is very sad to-day, for he is thinking of his dear son who was killed in one of the dreadful battles in India. He was an officer in the army, and led his men on bravely all through the battle; but just as the victory was won, a chance shot came, and the bullet went right through his breast. He only lived a few hours; but he sent his love to his father, and said he was happy to die doing his duty; and his father, although he mourns for him, is very proud to think he had such a brave son. But he is all alone now, poor old man, for he has no other child; but he has a number of young nephews and nieces, and they are all very fond of him, and do their best to cheer him. He is a sincerely good man also, and finds comfort in reading his Bible and saying, with Job, “The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away. Blessed be the Name of the Lord.”
CHARLIE IN THE TUB.
Every night at seven o'clock little Charlie is put into a big washing-tub; and greatly he delights in splashing about in the nice warm water. Sometimes he curls himself up into a ball, sometimes he stretches out his legs and pretends to swim like a fish, and now, you see, he is sitting watching two little wooden ducks swim about in his tub. He never wants to get out of the water, and kicks and splashes and makes a great fuss when his mother takes him out, for he knows that as soon as he is dry he will be put to bed; and I'm sorry to say, Charlie does not like going to bed. Pussy does not like a bath so well as Charlie ; indeed, she makes a great fuss if only a little drop of water falls upon her; but then, Pussy can lick herself all over, and clean herself that way. It would be a funny sight to see a little boy licking himself instead of going into his bath!