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frightened if I was like that. I
wonder how it was. Perhaps Sammy
hadn’t got a good father and mother
to teach him and make him learn.
Or perhaps he was naughty and
wouldn’t learn anything.

‘They say you can’t learn half so
well when you’re grown up, and that
often you don’t care to do anything
if you haven’t been made while you
were young.’

Oh! May, you know that this
Johnny brother of yours had plenty
of thoughts in his little head, and
when you washed his face you could
tell pretty well that now he was put-
ting a good many things together.

And so he was; and though she