"What do you carry so carefully in that box, little man?"

      "Sunshine," replied the bright-eyed boy. "Let me see it." He opened the box, and--yes, there was the sunshine in it, for the sun shone straight down into the box. And he quickly slapped the lid on and went his way with his "box of sunshine." I fear, little fellow, you will be disappointed when you open the box in the comfortable dusk of your mother's room. But let us grown-ups learn a lesson--you can not shut up light in a box; you can not selfishly keep it; you can get no private possession of any part of it. You can have no light apart from the Sun from which it springs; and that Sun is Christ. [237]

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