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, and not his mother, who always put him to bed.

"I'm too heavy!" he protested, as Cynthia stooped over him.

"Nonsense! Why, you don't weigh anything at all!" she said, as she gathered him up. "Run away, Emily—I can find what I want."

In the passage they encountered the excited Mammy.

"Who's this, my dear?" inquired Cythia.

"You needn't stay, Mammy," commanded Fen, a little loftily; "my aunt will put me to bed to-night."

Auntie was a very independent person. She searched about until she found what she needed, and she seemed to know all about putting little boys to bed—even little boys who had been hurt and couldn't do anything for themselves.

"You were such a small person when I