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Show LITTLE THINGS. (Our Young People.) I It was only a little thing for Nell To brighten the kitchen tire, To spread the cloth, to draw the tea. As her mother might desire A little thing, but her mother smiled, And banished all her care, And a day that was sad closed bright and glad, With a song of praise and prayer. 'Twas only a little thing to do For a sturdy lad like Ned To groom the horse, to milk the cow. And bring the wood from the shed; But his father was glad to find at night The chores were all well done. "I am thankful," said he, "as I can be, For the gift of such a son." Only small things, but they brighten life, Or shadow it with care; But little things, yet they mold a life For joy or sad despair; But little things, yet life's best prize, The reward which labor brings, Comes to him who uses, and not abuses, The power of little things. |