Hurrah for the Holidays! 87

 

fierce, red heat on his forehead
how his father had told him he
wasn’t. “half a boy,” because he
had turned giddy climbing a high
tree? “ But papa always says when
Harry bangs his head about, that
he doesn’t believe there can be any
brains behind such a skull as his.
I dare say that is the difference
between us.

So said the young achat with
all the satisfaction possible, and I
believed in him with all my heart.

However, even he grew tired
of wise talk, and proposed a game
with the fallen apples. How we
pelted each other, how we laughed,