Pleasant Grove Review | 1940-05-24 | Page 8 | Bertha Wished to Know Punishment

Bertha Wished to Knoio Punishment Just in Case "Don't fidget!" snapped mother. moth-er. Little Bertha stopped toying with the lid of her chocolate box and endeavored to concentrate upon the play. But it was a dull affair. In two minutes her small fingers fin-gers were busy again. "Now, Bertha," exclaimed her mother, "I warn you." When her mother spoke like that she was not to be disregarded. Glancing doubtfully at the dull stage, and then at the tempting lid, Bertha whispered: "Would it be a hairbrush, mummy, mum-my, or just your hand?"