Stories Worth Rereading

<h2 id="id01702" style="margin-top: 3em">My Missionary Garden</h2> <p id="id01703" style="margin-top: 2em">  Some money I desired to earn<br/> To send to foreign lands,<br/> So mother took some garden seeds<br/> And placed them in my hands.<br/></p> <p id="id01704">  Then earnestly I went to work<br/> With spade and rake and hoe;<br/> I planted every seed I had,<br/> And wondered if they'd grow.<br/></p> <p id="id01705">  It wasn't long before I saw<br/> Some little leaves of green;<br/> I thought they looked more beautiful<br/> Than any I had seen.<br/></p> <p id="id01706">  Each day when I came home from school,<br/> I to my garden went;<br/> In hoeing and in pulling weeds,<br/> My leisure time I spent.<br/></p> <p id="id01707">  My mother said to me, "My child,<br/> You've worked so very well<br/> I'll buy of you, if you desire,<br/> Whate'er you have to sell."<br/></p> <p id="id01708">  I never tasted anything<br/> So tender and so sweet;<br/> I thanked the Lord most heartily<br/> For all I had to eat.<br/></p> <p id="id01709">  My mother is so good to me,<br/> But God is better still;<br/> Whatever I can do for him,<br/> With all my heart I will.<br/></p> <h5 id="id01710">DORA BRORSEN.</h5> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />