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Show An Unfit Companion. Mrs. Atherton had tried to Impress upon her young son, Eugene, that he should play only with good boys. "Mother," snld Eugene, nB ho camo In ono day, "you don't wnnt mo to play with wicked boys, do you?" "No, Indeed," snld tho mother, pleased that her son had remembered her teachings. "Well, it ono littlo boy kicks another anoth-er little boy, Isn't It wicked for him to kick him back?" "Yes, indeed, it is certainly very wicked," was the mother's reply. "Thon I don't play with Richard Whitney any moro," said Eugene; "ho'a too wicked. 1 kicked him this morning, nnd ho kicked me back." |