HOW GEORGE RAN AWAY.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume VI, Issue 37, 13 September 1890, Page 19

HOW GEORGE RAN AWAY.

I AM afraid George was naughty, for all the time he kept thinking how nice it would be to do just as he pleased. Finally he said : ‘ Mamma, I think I'll run away.' ‘ I do not understand you, dear,' she answered. • I don't like to be bothered,’ he said, ‘and I want to be like Whittington.' \ cry well ; you may go if you aie not happy in your home,' replied the mother. ‘ I will help you to get ready. You need not run away.’ Then she tied some of his clothes in a handkerchief and put the bumlie on a stick over his shoulder, like the picture of Whittington. She kissed him good by when she opened the street door for him. George looked rather solemn as he went down the steps. In a minute he went back ami rang the bell. Mary let him in and he ran into his mamma’s room. ‘May I sleep on the back porch tonight*' he asked. His lips trembled a little. ‘No dear. Your papa doesn't like to have tramps on the back porch,’ she replied. ‘ I'hen I can stay in the stable with John *' ‘ Oh, no ! You had better run away at once, a long way oil’, where you can do as you please.’ Poor George was in tears now ‘Oh, mamma, mamma ’.' throwing himself in her arms, ‘ I do love you so, and I don't want to run away. I hate to do as I please. May I come home again to live?’ ‘ Dear little boy ! Mamma is glad you have learned your lesson with so little heartache,' answered the mother as she took her sobbing boy in her arms. George never wanted to run away again.