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 Of his little favorite, Willie, he kindly said, I'm sure I'll give you the old volume if some papers you'll procure, As much as this great book will weigh—you see it is not light,— Run home and see what you can find, and bring them before night.

The boy was very poor, indeed, but he was good and kind, And when he went among his friends, it was not hard to find Those who approved of Willie's care of God's most Holy Word, They gladly gave the papers when the story they had heard.

An hour had scarcely passed, when the grocer saw, with pleasure, The little boy returning to claim the promised treasure. He placed the Bible in one scale, the papers in the other. Oh, thank you, sir! 'tis mine! he cried, and ran to tell his mother.