And then he went to shooting peas at us, and he got Bridget real mad, and Ralph had to clear out, to study his lesson.

I told him--" "There, there, George, that will do," replied his mother; "I am sick of hearing these complaints.

Oscar, why is it that I can't stir out of the house, when you are at home, without your making trouble with Bridget or the children?
I do wish you would try to behave yourself properly.

You are getting the ill-will of everybody in the house, by your bad conduct.

I really believe your brothers and sisters will begin to hate you, before long, if you keep on in this way.