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or it that night; for little runaway was kissed and petted, and taken home to her own cosey bed as tenderly as if she had done nothing naughty, and never frightened her parents out of their wits in her life. But the next day,--dear me! what a sad time it was, to be sure! When Poppy woke up, there hung the spoilt shoes over the mantle-piece; and, as soon as she was dressed, papa came in with a long cord, one end of which he tied round Poppy's waist, and the other to the arm of the sofa. "I'm very sorry to have to tie you up, like a little dog; but I must, or you will forget, and run away again, and make mamma ill." Then he went away without his morning kiss, and Poppy was so very unhappy she could hardly eat her breakfast. She felt better by and by, and tried to play; but the cord kept pulling her back. She couldn't get to the window; and, when she heard mamma passing the door, she tried to run and meet her, but had to stop halfway, for the cord jerked her over. Cousin Fanny came up, but Poppy was so ashamed to be tied that she crept under the sofa and hid. All day she was a prisoner, and was a very miserable little girl; but at night she was untied, and, when mamma took her in her lap for the first time that day, Poppy held her fast, and sobbed very penitently-- "O mamma! I drefful sorry I runned away. Fordive me one time more, and I never will adain;" and she never did. Two or three years after this, Poppy went to live in the country, and tried some new pranks. One day she went with her sister Nelly to see a man plough, for that sort of thing was new to her. While the man worked, she saw him take out a piece of something brown, and bite off a bit. "What's that?" asked Poppy. "Tobaccer," said the man. "Is it nice?" asked Poppy. "Prime," said the man. "Could you let me taste it?" asked curious Poppy. "It will make you sick," said the man, laughing. "It doesn't make _you_ sick. I'd like to try," said Poppy, nothing daunted. He gave her a piece; and Poppy ate it, though it didn't taste good at all. She did it because Cy, her favorite playfellow, told her she'd die if she did, and tried to frighten her. "You darsn't eat any more," he said. "Yes, I dare. See if I don't." And Poppy took another piece, just to show how brave she was. Silly little Poppy! "I ain't sick, and I shan't die, so now." And Poppy pranced about as briskly as ever. But the man shook his head, Nelly watched her anxio
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