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 He stood for an instant gazing upon the tree, while his mother's words, "Touch nothing that does not belong to you," came vividly to mind. He withdrew his eyes from the tempting object, and with great diligence pursued his occupation. The fruit was forgotten, and with pleas- ure he now perceived he had nearly reached the end of the bed which he had been ordered to clear. Collecting in his hands the heap of weeds he had laid be- side him, he returned to throw them in the wheelbarrow, which stood near the peach tree. Again the glowing fruit met his eye, more beautiful and more tempt-