enough book for a week-day, but here you must read only grave books on the Sabbath." He took both volumes from the boys and bore them into the house. In a little while he brought out two severe-looking "memoirs," and laid them in their laps in silence. Roy waited until his back was turned, and then hurled his into the wet grass.
"The hateful man!" he said through his teeth. Willie went and picked up the "memoir" and put it down on the step; for which Roy scowled at him.
"I wanted him to see it there; it serves him right," he said.
"It's just as well not to make him any crosser than he is."
"We are n't obliged to read his horrid old things. As if mother did not know what was proper for us!"
"It is just as well not to vex him, though," rejoined Willie.
It was a relief to be called to come to
