We will call the oldest Henry, and the
other of the three James. The following dialogue passed between them.
Henry.--What fun it would be to throw a snowball against the
schoolroom door, and make the instructer and scholars all jump!
James.--You would jump if you should. If the instructer did not catch
you and whip you, he would tell your father, and you would get a
whipping then, that would make you jump higher than the scholars, I
think.
Henry.--Why, we could get so far off, before the instructer could come
to the door, that he could not tell who we are. Here is a snow-ball
just as hard as ice, and George had as lief throw it against that door
as not.
James.--Give it to him and see. He would not dare to throw it against
the door.
Henry.--Do you think George is a coward? You don't know him as well
as I do. Here, George, take this snow-ball, and show James that you
are not such a coward as he thinks you to be.
George.--I am not afraid to throw it. But I do not want to. I do not
see that it will do any good or that there will be any fun in it.
James.--There, I told you he would not dare to throw it.
Henry.--Why, George, are you turning coward? I thought you did not
fear any thing. We shall have to call you chicken-hearted. Come,
save your credit, and throw it. I know you are not afraid to.
George.--Well, I am not afraid to, said George. Give me the
snowball.
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