44 CHARITY.

good and wise woman. She noticed the
traits of character we have described in her
sons, and while she was pleased with one,
she was pained and offended on account of
the other. She often talked with Frederick,
told him of his fault, and besought him to
imitate his amiable brother: but as I have
said, Frederick had indulged his love of tell-
ing tales, till it had become a habit, and this
habit every day ran away with him. At last
the mother hit upon a thing that cured
Frederick of his vice—and what do you think
it was? .

I do not believe that any of you can
guess whatit was that cured master Frederick.
It was not a pill, or a poultice; no, it was a
story—and as I think it a good one, I will
relate it to you.

“There were once two boys,” said the
mother, “who went forth into the fields.
One was named Horace, and the other was
named Clarence. The former was fond of
anything that was beautiful—of flowers, of
sweet odours, of pleasant landscapes. The
other loved things that were hideous or
hateful—as serpents and lizards—and his