SOMETHING CURIOUS HAPPENED.
A boy only ten years old lay down under a tree to rest. His feet were bruised and sore, his clothes were in rags, his face was pinched with hunger and old-looking. He fell asleep with his bare feet upon the curbstone, while his old hat fell from his head and rolled to the sidewalk. An old man with a saw on his arm crossed the street to rest beneath the same tree. He glanced at the boy, and read the story of his life. He, too, knew what it was to shiver and be hungry. He took from his pocket a piece of bread and meat, the dinner he had meant to eat if he had found work, and laid it beside the lad. Then he walked quietly away. Some persons had seen him do this, and their hearts were touched by it. A man walked across the street and left a half dollar beside the poor man's bread. A woman came and brought a hat in place of the old one. A child came with a pair of shoes, and a boy brought a coat and vest. Others stopped and dropped dimes and quarters beside the first silver piece. Something curious had happened. The kindness of the poor old man had unlocked the hearts of a score of people. The boy awoke. He saw the bread, the money, and the people waiting to see what he would do. Why, he sat down and sobbed like a grieved child, for he had just found out that some one loved him. What can you do to show some poor suffering one that you love him?—Selected.