you.

"1. Boys must take care to comply with their parents' directions, if
they are expressed in any way whatsoever; and,

"2. When directed to do any thing in a particular time or way, they must
see to it themselves, that they _notice_ and _keep in mind the
circumstances_ which they are required to attend to."

Rollo said he would try to remember it, and as he seemed attentive and
docile, his father did not talk with him any more about his fault at
that time. Besides, they came now to some very rough places in the path,
and Rollo's father had to lift Lucy over them.

Lucy spilled some of her berries in one place, and Rollo was going to
help her pick them up, but Jonas said they had better leave them for the
birds, and walk on.

"So we will, Lucy," said Rollo, "and I rather think that Mosette is
hungry by this time."

"Yes," said Jonas, "and what are you going to do with Mosette?"

"O, put him in a cage, and bring him up tame," said Rollo. "I mean to
teach him to eat out of my hand. I shall treat him very kindly, though
he is my little prisoner."

"I would give: him the liberty of the yard, if I were you," said some
one behind, laughing.

Rollo looked round. It was his uncle George, walking close behind him.

"What is the liberty of the yard?" said Rollo.

"Why, when _men_ intend to treat a prisoner kindly, they leave the
prison door open, and let him walk about the yard; and this is called
letting him have the liberty of the yard; and sometimes they let them go
over half the town."

"Do you think I had better do so with Mosette?" said Rollo.

"Yes," said his uncle George; "leave his cage open, and let him go where
he pleases."

"O, he would fly entirely away," said Rollo.

"Perhaps not, if you should feed him well, and treat him very kindly. He
might like his cage better than any nest."

"I shall treat him as kindly as I can," said Rollo; "only think, Jonas,
_that Jim_ said, if he had found him, he should have set him up upon the
fence for a mark to fire stones at!"

"Jim said so?" said Jonas; "how did Jim know any thing about it?"

"Why--e--h--why--I told him," said Rollo.

"What did you tell him for?"

"O, because," said Rollo, "we were talking, and I told him."

"I hope you did not tell him where we hid Mosette, behind the rock."

"Why--yes," said Rollo, "I believe I did."

"Then I am afraid you will never see poor Mosette again," said Jonas.

"Why," said Rollo, "you don't think that he