Bobbie played with his little sister and she began to cry, nobody would believe it wasn't his fault; if he played ball in the yard, his mother said he was a nuisance and made him stop; when he wanted to go fishing they made him stay home and meet fussy old people he didn't like: and when he acted sullenly and broke things because of his great shyness before those same fussy old people, they sent him out of the room in disgrace. Bobbie stood the nagging and scolding as long as he could, and then ran away. He did not run very far because he found what he was looking for within a couple of miles of his home. A tired farmer's wife was only too glad to humor the lad with wistful eyes who wanted to play with her children. So Bobbie played with them to his heart's content, and had a glorious time. Bobbie's mother and father, off on an automobile ride, were greatly touched by the sight of a lad playing with a number of smaller children. "Why can't our Bobbie be like that?" they asked each