The trick, however, had been witnessed by the coachman, and he told some friends in the village.

In this way it became known to several persons, and Mr.Henderson heard of it.
"Bob," he said to his son very sternly that night, "I thought you had given up such foolishness as playing those tricks." "I thought I had, too, dad, but I couldn't help doing this.

Her apron strings came just in the right place." "Do you think it was a nice thing to do ?" "No, sir.

I s'pose not." Mr.Henderson sighed.

Bob was so frank to acknowledge a fault that it was hard to punish him.
"I don't know what's going to become of you," he said.
"Well, that was my last land joke, dad." "Your last land joke?
What do you mean ?" "I'm going to sail with Captain Spark soon, and I'll not have time for any more." "That's so, and I'm glad of it.