The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1915-08-10
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sif .swell.r said Penrod, with a full mouth, eit might get all dried up if nobody took it and get thrown out and You're beginning hnely,'' Mrs Grim Remarked "A year ago you'd have taken the cookie without the same sense of thrift
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 tsNothing see that you're twelve years old, that's all There are more cookies, Penrod.n She went away, re turning with fresh supply and the observation: "Of course yousH be sick before the days over. You might as well get a good start
 Mrs. schoAeld looked thous htf ul tAunt Sarah, she ventured, don't you really think we improve as we get older7''
 .Afeaning' said the old lady, s'that Penrod hasn't much chance to escape the penitentiary if he doesn't2 Well, we do learn t0 restrain ourselves in some things, and there are people who really want some one else to take the last cookie, though tiiey aren't vtsry common. But it's all right. The world seems to be getting on.'' She gazed whimsically upon her great nephew and added, "Of course when you watch boy and think a bout him It doesn't seem to be getting on very Penrod moved uneasi1y in his chair. He was conscious that he>was her top sc, but unable to make out whether or: not her 6tseryations were connpn- xnentaxy. He inclined to think they were not Azrs. Grim settaed the ques- fsf,n fnr him
 q snppose rod $ regarded as the nelgh borhood curse P
 On. no. cried Mrs. Schofeld. aHeps
 1T daresny the neighEors are right 5eenttnued the old lady pIac acidly. l.sI1ess had to rereaT the history of the race and g9 throngh all the sta ges from the prin1qEdlal to barbarisn You don t expect boys to be civilized dosyou9"
 V ell, I'fi- You might as well expect eggs to crow. No; you've got to take boys as they are and learn to know them as they are'
 .scsaturally, Aunt Sarah" said Mrs Schodeld, ss.1 know Penrod.,
 Aunt Sarah laughed heartily ssDe you think his father knows him too 7''
 or ce1rse men are different, v' Mrs Schodeld returned apoIoge geticaIly. .B1ll mother knows
 cd 2 said Aunt Sarah sole1nnly does Ypur father understand yous"
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 About as much as he'd understa ne Sitting B1l1s she laughed. And IT tell you what your mother thInkssy yos are, Pnrod Her real belief is ttla. you're q no99pe in 3 eons ent. z
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 Know she thinks that, becaus. wheneHer you don't behave like novice she's disappointed in you .Anf your father really believes that your, decorOus, well trained young b11si ness man, ana whenever you don t lfy, up to that standard you get on hi nerves, and he thinks you need a wal 1oning. I'm sure a day very seldon passes without their both saying the, don't know what on earth to do witt you Does whipping do you any good Penrod 2s
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 GO on and finish the lenonadt There about a gIassful left Oh, talk it. take it, and don't say why! 70 course you're little pig
 Penrod laughed gratefully, his eye fixed upon her over the rim of his UT tilted glass.
 Ell yourself up uncomfortably said the old lady You're twelve year old, and you ought to be happy-if yo aren't anything else. Ifs taken ove 1900 years Of Christianity and som hundreds of thousands of years c other things to produce you, and ther you sifF"
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 be your turn to struggle an .nuss things up for the betterment c posteratE soon enough, said Aunt Sa1 ah Grim 1rfnk your lemonades'
 Aunt Sarah's funny old Ia z Per rod obserYed on the way back to th town. What's she want me to giv papa this old sling for? Last thing sh said was to be sure not to forget give t te him. He don't want it. an she said nerself it ain't any good. She older than you or papa. isn't she 2,
 Ahout fifty years older answere Hrs. Schoheld, turning upon him stare of perpiexity Don't cut int the leather with your new knife, dea The Hveryman might ask us to pa if No, I wouldn't scrape the pail off eithernor whittle your shoe wit it. Couldn't you put it up until we g homaTs
 esyYe goin' straight homer, Eo-s We're going to stop at Mir Gelbraith's and ask a strange little gf to come to your party this afternoon sWhoYs
 Her name is Fanchon. She's Mir Gelbratth's little niece. {" Vhat makes her so queer"
 didn't say she's queer.
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 No: mean that she is a strange ehe lives in New York and has con