The Pennies by Sel.

International Tract and Missionary Society · Oakland, California · Sep 9, 1886

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 12, No. 35.

The Pennies.

By Sel.

It was a bright spring evening when little Polly stole softly into her father's room, with shoeless feet, and her golden hair falling lightly over her white night-gown; for it was bed-time, and she had come to say “good-night.”

“Father,” said the little one, raising her blue eyes to his kind face, “father, may I say my prayers beside you, for mother is too ill for me to go to her to-night?”

“Yes, pet,” he answered, tenderly stroking the curly head.

And reverently the child knelt down beside him, and repeated her evening prayer, adding at the close with special earnestness, “God bless my two pennies.”

What can the child mean? thought her father in surprise; and when the little white-robed figure was gone, he went and asked her mother if she knew what their little daughter meant.

“O yes!” said the lady. “Polly has prayed that prayer every night since she put her two pennies into the plate at the last missionary meeting.”

Dear children, have you ever prayed to God for a blessing on the money you have put into the missionary box? If not, be sure you never forget to do so in the future.—Sel.