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the rock pile, they met an elderly woman carrying a small satchel. She
spoke kindly to them; but one of the boys answered her very rudely, and
then stuck out his tongue at her. The lady turned to him and said, 'My
boy, you need someone to teach you how to be a gentleman.'
"'Oh, do I?' said the boy roughly. And picking up a stone from the rock
pile, he threw it at her. Another lad did the same, and still another.
"Now the twins had been taught to be polite--especially to old people.
Just now little Bee Polite began to buzz about them. But when children
are in bad company, it is always hard for them to hear the small voice
of conscience. For a moment they stood and watched the boys throw rocks
at the old lady; and then they began to throw them too.
"No matter how hard she tried, Daisy could not throw a stone straight.
But Dan had a better aim, and he threw a rock which struck the old lady's
hand.
"When the twins reached the store, there were several customers ahead
of them; so they had to wait their turn. It was nearing supper time
when they came out of the store with their bundles. The rude boys had
waited outside for them all that time; and the twins gave them some of
their candy.
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