Little Willie came home in a sad

Little Willie came home in a sad state.

He had a black eye and numerous scratches and contusions, and his clothes were a sight.

His mother was horrified at the spectacle presented by her darling.

There were tears in her eyes as she addressed him rebukingly:

“Oh, Willie, Willie! How often have I told you not to play with that naughty Peck boy!”

Little Willie regarded his mother with an expression of deepest disgust.

“Say, ma,” he objected, “do I look as if I had been playing with anybody?”