I ran from him and tried to get away, but he could run the fastest, and so I took up a stone and told him to keep off.

But he was mad, and wouldn't keep off.

So I struck him with it, and, mother, I'd do it again to-morrow.

No boy shall beat me if I can defend myself." "Why didn't you tell your father of this ?" asked Mrs.Howland.
"I tried to tell him, but he wouldn't listen to me," said the lad, with ill-concealed indignation in his voice.

"And he never will listen to me, mother.