But did this avail anything?
No! On the next day he asked his mother to let him sit at the front door.
"I'm afraid you'll go into Mr.Winters," said Mrs.Howland, in reply.
"Oh, no; indeed I won't, mother," was the ready answer.
"If you disobey me, I can't let you go to the door again." "Oh, I won't disobey you," replied the child.
"Very well, Andrew, I'll trust you.

Now, don't deceive me." The child promised over and over again, and Mrs.Howland trusted him.

Ten minutes afterward she looked out, but he was nowhere to be seen.

A domestic was sent to the house of Mr.Winters, where Andrew was found, as happy as a child could be, playing with his little friend Emily.

On being reproved by his mother for this act of disobedience, he looked earnestly in her face and said-- "You won't tell father, will you?
He'll whip me so, and I don't like to be whipped." "But why did you go in there ?" said Mrs.Howland.