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This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 542 pages of information about Young Folks Treasury, Volume 3 (of 12).

But he had scarcely recovered from the smart which the blow had occasioned when his former mischievous disposition returned, which he determined to gratify to the utmost.  He had not gone far before he saw a little girl standing by a stile, with a large pot of milk at her feet.  “Pray,” said the little girl, “help me with this pot of milk.  My mother sent me out to fetch it this morning, and I have brought it alone a mile on my head; but I am so tired that I have been obliged to stop at this stile to rest me, and if I don’t return home presently we shall have no pudding to-day, and, besides, my mother will be very angry with me.”

“What,” said the boy, “you are to have a pudding to-day, are you, miss?” “Yes,” said the girl, “and a fine piece of roast beef, for there’s Uncle Will, and Uncle John, and grandfather, and all my cousins, to dine with us, and we shall all be very merry in the evening, I can assure you; so pray help me up as speedily as possible.”  “That I will, miss,” said the boy, taking up the jug, and pretending to fix it upon her head.  Just as she had hold of it he gave it a little push, as if he had stumbled, and overturned it upon her.  The little girl began to cry violently, but the mischievous boy ran away, laughing heartily, and saying:  “Good-by, little miss!  Give my humble service to your Uncle Will, and grandfather, and the dear little cousins.”

This prank encouraged him very much indeed, for he then felt that now he had certainly escaped without any bad consequences; so he went on applauding his own ingenuity, and came to a farm where several little boys were at play.  He desired leave to play with them, which they allowed him to do.  But he could not be contented long without exerting his evil disposition, so taking an opportunity when it was his turn to fling the ball, instead of flinging it the way he ought to have done, he threw it into a muddy ditch.  The little boys ran in a great hurry to see what was become of it, and as they were standing all together upon the brink he gave the outermost boy a violent push against his neighbor; he, not being able to resist the violence, tumbled against the next, that against the next, and that next against another, by which means they all soused into the ditch together.

They soon scrambled out, although in a dirty plight, and were going to have punished him for all his ill behavior; but he patted Tiger upon the back, who began snarling and growling in such a manner as made them desist.  Thus this little mischievous boy escaped a second time with impunity.

The next thing he met with was a poor jackass feeding very quietly in a ditch.  The little boy, seeing that nobody was within sight, thought this was an opportunity of plaguing an animal that was not to be lost, so he went and cut a large branch of thorns, which he contrived to fix to the poor beast’s tail, and then, setting Tiger at him, he was extremely diverted to see the fright and agony the creature was in.  But it did not fare so well with Tiger, who while he was baying and biting the animal’s heels receive so severe a kick upon his head as laid him dead upon the spot.

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