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LESSONS.
I will go and play in the garden, till papa wakes.
You were going out; but thinking again, you came back to me on your tip-toes. Whisperwhisper. Pray mama, call me, when papa wakes; for I shall be afraid to open the door to see, lest I should disturb him.
Away you went.—Creep—creep—and shut the door as softly as I could have done myself.
That was thinking. When a child does wrong at first, she does not know any better. But, after she has been told that she must not disturb mama, when poor mama is unwell, she thinks herself, that she must not wake papa when he is tired.
Another day we will see if you can think about any thing else.
THE END.
