He was accustomed to yield to his grandfather's authority quite as readily as to that of his parents.
"O grandpa, please don't be hard to him! His heart's almost broken, and he wouldn't have hurt papa on purpose for all the world," pleaded little Elsie, hastening to Mr.Dinsmore's side, taking his hand in both hers, and lifting her tear-dimmed eyes beseechingly to his face.
"Yes, grandpa ought," sobbed Eddie, "I've been such a wicked, wicked boy, I deserve the dreadfulest whipping that ever was.

And papa can't do it now!" he cried with a fresh burst of grief and remorse, "and mamma won't like to.

Grandpa, it'll have to be you.

Please do it quick, 'cause I want it over." "And has all this distress been for fear of punishment ?" asked Mr.
Dinsmore, taking the child's hand, and bending down to look searchingly into his face.
"Oh no, no, no, grandpa! I'd rather be whipped any day than to know I've hurt my dear papa so.

Grandpa, won't you do it quick ?" "No, my son, I am not fond of such business and shall not punish you unless requested to do so by your father or mother.