strict watch over their mind and temper, of putting away every bad
thought the instant it comes into the mind, and to suppress at once the
rising of bad temper, envy, hatred, and all other evil feelings, while
we teach them that Satan, like a roaring lion, is always going about
seeking whom he may devour, although the aid of the Holy Spirit will
never be sought in vain to drive him away."

While this conversation was going on between his grandmamma and mamma in
the drawing-room Norman remained in the shrubbery. He was afraid to
come out, supposing that his mamma was looking for him, and that he
would be punished for destroying his sister's garden, as he had been in
the morning for telling a falsehood. Growing weary he at length crept
out, and hearing and seeing no one, thought he might venture into the
open garden. He soon became tired of being by himself, and wished that
Fanny would come out and play with him, then he felt angry with her
because she did not, though he well knew that she was attending to her
lessons.

At last as he wandered about his eyes fell on the covering of his
football.

"That's what my fine present has come to," he muttered, "and she has got
a beautiful doll all to herself; I do not see why she should be better
off than I am. I wonder if anybody could make my ball round again."

He took it up.

"Perhaps the cook or John can."

He carried the leathern case in to the cook.

"Make your ball round again Master Norman!" she exclaimed, "it would be
a hard job to do that, with the big slit which I see in it. You must
get a fresh bladder of the proper size, and then perhaps we may be able
to mend the leather case."

"Can you get me a bladder?" asked Norman.

"A bladder costs money! You must ask your papa to get one for you,"
answered the cook, who was not particularly willing to oblige him for
the way he had treated his sister, and Susan had prevented him from
gaining the goodwill of the servants.

"But I say you must get me a bladder," exclaimed Norman, "what are you?
you are only a servant. I will make you do what I want."

"I tell you what young gentleman, I will pin a dish-cloth to your back,
and send you out of the kitchen, if you speak to me in that way. I am
busy now in preparing your grandmamma's luncheon, and I cannot attend to
you."

Norman after walking about looked very angry for some minutes. Seeing,
however, the cook take up a dirty cloth and draw a pin from her dr