WHOM DO YoU LOVE BEST

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One afternoon, towards sunset,a young
child was playing in garden with hls
father and mother. The former, on his
hands and feet, was galloping about on
the grass, with his boy on bis back, e.
another lime the mother, seated on q
bench, would troll him on her knee Of
else both parents would play hide ano
seek with him, and when one found Out
the others retreat all would burst out
laughing. After many leaps and much
play, all set down on the grass the mo


iher gave the boy beautiful peach ana
a piece Of bread the father told hlnl :