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toes so, when I put them on. Come,
let’s have another try. Now, Johnny,
boy, look. This is the way. And
you must learn to put them on your-
self, you know;—a great big boy
like you!’

So the little man put his hand on
his sister’s shoulder, and gravely be-
gan to study the subject, though it
was not one that he very much cared
about.

For, you see, this little Johnny of
ours was rather a good little man.
He knew what he liked and what he
disliked as well as anybody; but then
ever since he was gute a baby he had
been taught by daddy and mammy,
and by May May too, that there