Have you ever known a little girl who cried whenever her face was
washed? or a little boy who screamed each time he had a tumble, although
he might not be hurt in the least? You would not call =those= brave
children, would you? We say that people are brave when they are not
afraid to face danger, like the men who go out in the life-boat when the
sea is rough to try and save a crew from shipwreck; or the brave firemen
who rescue the inmates of a burning house. Perhaps you think it is only
grown-up people who can be brave, but that is not so; little children
can be brave also, as you will see from this story of a little boy,
about whom we read in the papers not long ago, and who lived not far
from London. Some children were playing near a pool, when, by some
means, one of them, a little boy named Arthur, three years old, fell in.
All the children, except one, ran away. (=They= were not brave, were
they?) The one who remained was little Arthur's brother, Leonard. He was
only five years old, but he had a brave heart, and he went into the
water at once, although he could not see Arthur, who had fallen on his
back under the water, and was too frightened to get up. Leonard had seen
where he fell, and though he did not know how deep the water was, he
walked in, lifted his little brother up, and pulled him out. It was all
done much more quickly than I have told you. If Leonard had run away to
fetch some one, instead of doing what he could himself, his brother must
have been drowned, because he was fast in the mud. I am sure you will
say that =Leonard= was a brave little boy, and we should not think that
=he= cries when he is washed, or when he has a little tumble. Leonard
teaches us to
(Blackboard)
Be Brave in Danger.
(BRAVE IN LITTLE THINGS.)