The First Strawberry
by the American Sunday-School Union
How bright and red it looked, half-concealed as
it was by the green leaves! It was the first strawberry
of the season. Mary gathered it with delight,
and ran with it to her mother.
"Here is something for you, mother," she said,
holding up the rosy treasure.
"Thank you, my dear!" said Mrs. Dudley,
smiling upon her daughter. She ate it with a
double relish. She was very fond of the fruit, and
she was gratified by this expression of the thoughtful,
unselfish love of her dear child.
How much more Mary enjoyed that look of love,
and that approving smile, than she would have enjoyed
eating that luscious strawberry herself!
Every day, Mary, Willie, and Eddie search for
the fruit as it ripens, and almost every evening their
father and mother find a saucer of berries, with
sugar and cream, beside their plates at the tea-table.
How pleasant it is to see children think so much
of their parents! I hope they will continue obedient
and attentive, for there is no more beautiful
sight than an affectionate, united family.
God will bless those who honour their parents.