"You perposed this yo'self," declared an indignant Billy. "You
said Aunt Minerva's so 'ligious she wouldn't git mad."
"Christian womans can get just as mad as any other kind,"
declared the other boy, sliding from his perch on the fence and
running across his lawn to disappear behind his own front door.
Holding her skirts nearly up to her knees Miss Minerva stepped
gingerly along the wet and muddy street till she got to her gate,
where her nephew met her, looking a little guilty, but still
holding his head up with that characteristic, manly air which was
so attractive.
"William," she said sternly, "I see you have been getting into
mischief, and I feel it my duty to punish you, so that you may
learn to be trustworthy. I said nothing to you about the hose
because I did not think you would know how to use it."
Billy remained silent. He did not want to betray his little
companions of the morning, so he said nothing in his own defense.
"Come with me into the house," continued his aunt, "you must go
to bed at once.
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