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much as she likes whether he is with her or not, but if I laugh 

 at all at anything it generally results in something beilig 

 thrown at me. If my mother calls out to the servants — if, for 

 instance, a servant has left the room and my mother calls her 

 back — he becomes very angry at the servant, and salutes her on 

 her return with a shower of missiles. Sometimes my mother 

 pretends to scold or beat the servants, and then he joins with 

 great energy, by way of supporting his friend. If I scold or 

 beat the servants he does not mind so much. When my 

 mother comes back after being out he does not show any great 

 demonstrations of joy. He screams out with pleasure when he 

 hears her voice approaching on the stairs, but does not make 

 much ado when she enters the room. While my mother is out 

 I can do anything I like with him, just as she can when she is 

 at home. Perhaps being in low spirits he does not feel angry, 

 or perhaps he thinks it prudent to be amiable when his best 

 friend is away. When my mother comes back, all his ill-temper 

 returns at once and even in an increased degree towards other 

 people, and he immediately resumes playing with all his toys. 



11th. When he throws things at people now he first runs up 

 the bars of the clothes-horse ; he seems to have found out that 

 people do not much care for having things thrown at their feet, 

 and he is not strong enough to throw such heavy objects as a 

 poker or a hammer at people's heads ; he therefore mounts to a 

 level with his enemy's head, and thus succeeds in sending his 

 missile to a greater height and also to a greater distance. 



14th. To-day he obtained possession of a hearth-brush, one 

 of the kind which has the handle screwed into the brush. He 

 soon found the way to unscrew the handle, and having done 

 that he immediately began to try to find out the way to screw 

 it in again. This he in time accomplished. At first he put the 

 wrong end of the handle into the hole, but turned it round and 

 round the right way for screwing. Finding it did not hold, he 

 turned the other end of the handle and carefully stuck it into 

 the hole, and began again to turn it the right way. It was of 

 course a very difficult feat for him to perform, for he required 

 both his hands to hold the handle in the proper position and to 

 turn it between his hands in order to screw it in, and the long 

 bristles of the brush prevented it from remaining steady or 

 with the right side up. He held the brush with his hind hand, 

 but even so it was very difficult for him to get the first turn of 

 the screw to fit into the thread ; he worked at it, however, with 

 the most unwearying perseverance until he got the first turn of 

 the screw to catch, and he then quickly turned it round and 

 round until it was screwed up to the end. The most remark- 



