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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 being 
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 joirjs 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 1 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 d fficult feat for him to perform, for he required 
both liis 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' 
