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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," said Eugene,- as he came in one day, "you don't want me to play with wicked boys, do you?" "No, indeed," said the mother, pleased that her son had remembered her teachings. "Well, if one little 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. ' "Then I don't play with Richard Whitney any more," said Eugene; "he's too wicked. I kicked him this morning, and he kicked me back." |