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again—you are a very horrid, rude, and mean little boy."
There was a silence. Mr. Pink-Whistle had gone. Wilfrid slowly got undressed and climbed into bed. He lay there with nothing to do, thinking very hard.
Yes—the strange voice was right. He was a horrid boy. He had spoilt Kenneth's apple—broken Janet's tricycle—been rude to his mother—stolen her jam—pinched Alison—good gracious, what a long list of horridness!
"If only I could put things right!" thought Wilfrid uncomfortably. "It's so easy to do something wrong—and so difficult to put it right afterwards."
His mother came into the.room, very angry. Wilfrid called to her, "Mother! I'm sorry I was rude to-day—and please forgive me for taking the jam. I never will again. Can I take some money out of my money-box and buy another pot for you?"
"Well—that would be very nice of you and would put everything right again, Wilfrid," said his mother, surprised and pleased. "You can get up and go and buy it now, before you change your mind."
"I shan't change my mind," said Wilfrid, and he hurriedly dressed again. He had been saving up to buy a big bow and some arrows— but never mind! He ripped all the money out of his box. There were seven shillings, a sixpence, and many pennies. He put it all into his pocket.
He rushed out. He went to the grocer's and bought a large pot of best strawberry jam. He went to the greengrocer's and bought two apples for Kenneth. He went to the toy-shop and bought a doll for Alison, and a tricycle basket for Janet. All his money was spent!
The other children were most astonished when they saw Wilfrid coming along looking ashamed and shy! He was always so bold and rude!
"Kenneth—here's something for you," said Wilfrid, and he pushed the apples into the boy's hands. "Alison—I didn't mean to hurt you and make you cry. Here's a doll to make up for it. And, Janet—here's a new basket to put on the front of your tricycle. I'm sorry I broke it."
"Oh, Wilfrid!" cried all three children in the greatest delight.
"How nice of you! Thank you very much."
Wilfrid went red and ran home with the jam. He gave it to his mother and she kissed him.
"There's nobody can be nicer than you when you really try!" she said.
"Really, Mother?" said Wilfrid, feeling very happy all of a sudden."Oh, Mother —I don't know how those horrid notices came on my back, but I do hope there won't be any more, now I've tried to put things right!"
Well—there was one more! Mr. Pink-Whistle had watched Wilfrid trying to put things right, and he was pleased. He followed the boy about for a few more days and saw that he really was trying to be better. So he put one more notice on Wilfrid's back—and then went off to another town to see if he could find something else to put right.
What was on that last paper? Something that Wilfrid didn't mind at all! It said:
"I REALLY HAVE BEEN DOING MY BEST!"
And all the children clapped their hands and cried,"Yes, Wilfrid-you have!"
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There was a silence. Mr. Pink-Whistle had gone. Wilfrid slowly got undressed and climbed into bed. He lay there with nothing to do, thinking very hard.
Yes—the strange voice was right. He was a horrid boy. He had spoilt Kenneth's apple—broken Janet's tricycle—been rude to his mother—stolen her jam—pinched Alison—good gracious, what a long list of horridness!
"If only I could put things right!" thought Wilfrid uncomfortably. "It's so easy to do something wrong—and so difficult to put it right afterwards."
His mother came into the.room, very angry. Wilfrid called to her, "Mother! I'm sorry I was rude to-day—and please forgive me for taking the jam. I never will again. Can I take some money out of my money-box and buy another pot for you?"
"Well—that would be very nice of you and would put everything right again, Wilfrid," said his mother, surprised and pleased. "You can get up and go and buy it now, before you change your mind."
"I shan't change my mind," said Wilfrid, and he hurriedly dressed again. He had been saving up to buy a big bow and some arrows— but never mind! He ripped all the money out of his box. There were seven shillings, a sixpence, and many pennies. He put it all into his pocket.
He rushed out. He went to the grocer's and bought a large pot of best strawberry jam. He went to the greengrocer's and bought two apples for Kenneth. He went to the toy-shop and bought a doll for Alison, and a tricycle basket for Janet. All his money was spent!
The other children were most astonished when they saw Wilfrid coming along looking ashamed and shy! He was always so bold and rude!
"Kenneth—here's something for you," said Wilfrid, and he pushed the apples into the boy's hands. "Alison—I didn't mean to hurt you and make you cry. Here's a doll to make up for it. And, Janet—here's a new basket to put on the front of your tricycle. I'm sorry I broke it."
"Oh, Wilfrid!" cried all three children in the greatest delight.
"How nice of you! Thank you very much."
Wilfrid went red and ran home with the jam. He gave it to his mother and she kissed him.
"There's nobody can be nicer than you when you really try!" she said.
"Really, Mother?" said Wilfrid, feeling very happy all of a sudden."Oh, Mother —I don't know how those horrid notices came on my back, but I do hope there won't be any more, now I've tried to put things right!"
Well—there was one more! Mr. Pink-Whistle had watched Wilfrid trying to put things right, and he was pleased. He followed the boy about for a few more days and saw that he really was trying to be better. So he put one more notice on Wilfrid's back—and then went off to another town to see if he could find something else to put right.
What was on that last paper? Something that Wilfrid didn't mind at all! It said:
"I REALLY HAVE BEEN DOING MY BEST!"
And all the children clapped their hands and cried,"Yes, Wilfrid-you have!"
SMcG
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