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not to break the windows, or hurt any- 

 body. 



Tommy went out to the driveway and 

 filled his pockets with small stones and 

 began throwing them at the barn. '' Zip," 

 said the rubber; **Hum-m-m," said the 

 stone, and a moment later it would hit the 

 barn with a resounding whack. What fun 

 it was, and how Tommy would swell with 

 pride, when the stone struck the board 

 that he aimed at. He was a real David ; 

 if he only had a giant to throw a stone 

 at, what a hero he would be. 



Just at that moment Chatterbox, the 

 red squirrel, ran out of the corn-crib, 

 carrying an ear of corn in his mouth, and 

 started along the wall for the woods. 

 *'Here is a mark,'' thought Tommy. 

 " Here is something alive, something that 

 will be afraid." " But father said not to hurt 

 any one," cried Conscience. " Pooh, a red 



