“Have you finished your lesson, George?” Said Mr. Prentice to his son, who had laid aside his book and was busy making a large paper kite. “No, father,” replied George, hanging down his Head. “ 1 ” “Because it is so difficult, father, I’m not sure that I shall never learn it. 2 . My memory is so bad.” “If I were to promise you a holiday on the thirtieth of the month after next, do you think you would forget the date?” “ 3 ” “You are good at skating, and flying your kite, and playing footballs, are you not?” “Yes, father.” “And you cannot learn your lesson! My dear boy, you are lying to yourself. 4 ” “But have I not tried, father?” again asked George. “ 5 . Come, for this afternoon lay aside that kite you are making, and give another effort to get your lesson ready. Be serious, and you will soon learn it.”