Another girl was going across the fields with a blue mite box.

Rosella had a blue mite box, and so had her brother Drew.

She didn't cut fruit till she got her mite box.

Now I save money to put in mite box.

I'm going to work to fill my mite box.

I do believe Louie Ming's putting every bit of her pay into her mite box!

When it was over, Rosella had two nickels in her mite box, and Drew had three in his.

Rosella and Drew carried their mite boxes across the fields toward their tent.

Rosella and Drew carried their mite boxes into their mother's tent.

The mite boxes had been given out in Sunday-school, and were to be kept two months.

It's all right to have our mite boxes for the heathen, and send missionaries to them.

And how glad they were that their mite boxes were heavy when the day came to carry them back!

"We'll have a whole lot of money in our mite boxes when we carry them back," said Rosella.

"Louie Ming's got a mite box!"