some friends in the study, and could not
attend to his wants. Charles was a rude, tiresome boy; so he stood by
his father, and shook his chair, and pulled his sleeve, and teased him
so much that his father at last grew angry, and turned him out of the
room.

Then Charles stood and kicked at the door, and screamed with all his
might, when one of the gentlemen said to him: "If you were my little
boy, I would give you something to cry for." So Charles's father told
him if he did not go away, he would come out of the study and whip
him.

When Charles heard this, he ran away, for he was afraid of being
beaten; but, instead of playing quietly with his toys, he went and
laid under the great table in the hall and sulked and fretted till
dinner-time.

When nurse came to call him to dinner, he said: "I won't come; Go
away, ugly nurse!"

Then said nurse: "Master Charles, if you like to punish yourself by
going without your dinner, no one will prevent you, I am sure."

Then Charles began to cry aloud, and tried to tear nurse's apron; but
nurse told him he was a bad boy, and left him.

Now, when Clara sat down to dinner, she said to nurse: "Where is
brother Charles? Why is he not here?"

"Miss Clara, he is a naughty child," said nurse, "and chooses to go
without his dinner, thinking to vex us; but he hurts no one but
himself with his perverse temper."

"Then," said Clara, "I do not like to dine while Charles goes without;
so I will try and persuade him to come and eat some pie."

"Well, Miss Clara," said nurse, "you may go, if you please; but I
would leave the bad boy to himself."

When Clara came to Charles, and asked him if he would come and eat his
dinner, he poked out his head, and made such an ugly face that she was
quite frightened at him, and ran away.

Nurse did not take the trouble of calling him to tea; and, though he
was very hungry, he was too sulky to come without being asked; so he
lay under the table, and cried aloud till bedtime. But when it grew
dark, he was afraid to stay by himself, for bad children are always
fearful; so he came upstairs and said in a cross, rude tone of voice:
"Nurse, give me something to eat."

Nurse said: "Master Charles, if you had been good, you would have had
some chicken and some apple-pie for your dinner, and bread and butter
and cake for your tea; but as you were such a bad boy, and would not
come to your meals, I shall only give you a piece of dry bread and a
cup of mil