A DROP OF INK | AdventAI

Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Dec 20, 1899

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 25, No. 51.

A DROP OF INK.

"I DON'T see why you won't let me play with Robert Scott," pouted Walter Brown. "I know he does not always mind his mother, and smokes cigars, and sometimes swears. But I have been brought up better than that. He won't hurt me, and I should think you would trust me. Perhaps I can do him good."

"Walter," said his mother, "take this glass of pure water, and put just one drop of ink into it."

He did so.

"O mother, would you have thought one drop would blacken a whole glass so?"

"Yes, it has changed the color of the whole, has it not? It is a shame to do that. Just put one drop of clear water in it, and restore its purity," said his mother.

"Why, mother, you are laughing at me. One drop, nor a dozen, nor fifty, won't do that."

"No, my son; and therefore I can not allow one drop of Robert Scott's evil nature to mingle with your careful training, many drops of which will make no impression on him." —Anon.