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Show In tha Limits. He stood at a cornor near homo ono day. soaking In the sunshine. An older boy strolled along, dragging a sled. ''Como on and go voasjtlng," said the older boy. "I dasaent," replied the smallor; "my mother told me to stay right here." "Aw. como on Just down the hill." "No. I dassstt; my mother told me to stay right here." "Shucks! She won't ever know. I'll haul you on my sled if you'll come." . "I'd like to, but I dasaent; my mother told mo to slay right here." Tho older bgy looked, scorn. "Go to h 11, then," he said. , . "I dassent," the llttlo chap answered; "my mother told mo to stay right here." Newark News. |