EXERCISE VIII
(La patte de dindon, pp. 416-19.)
A. 1. Do you need a lesson from me ? 2. He would like to cure us of it. 3. They were ten years old. 4. We had a large sum, which was intended to pay for our breakfast. 5. Do you still remember his name 1 6. Their name is Couture. 7. The object is composed of what is called a tibia. 8. He looked as if he were walking. 9. Will the fingers open and shuf? 10, How can you make it move? 11, If you go to the theatre, will you follow the development of the drama 1 12. A dazzling brightness passed before our eyes. 13. Did you think you were present at a miracle? 14. You are older and sharper than we. 15. We withdrew. 16. Did you go away too? 17. We shall soon learn the way to do it. 18, What fun we shall have ! 19. Give it to us, we beg of you. 20. Won't you give it to us? 21. We'll give you ten cents for it. 22. He is making game of us. 23. How much
did they want for it ? 24. He ran after us again. 25. How they must have got on in the world ! 26. How they know the human heart ! 27. He knows himself no longer. 28. Put a cent into my hand. 29. He is a business man. 30. Do not rush after it. 31. That does not amuse me now at all. 32. Disenchantment seizes me. 33. The prospect of three weeks of dry bread did not amuse me. 34. These traits of character will not awaken again in you. 35. People have often called the feelings of children puerilities. 36. The hearts where passions grow are the same. 37. The best way of guiding a boy is to observe him. 38. It is useful to laugh at one's self now and then. 39. Sons are not always like their fathers.
B. Ernest was at school on a Monday. He had fifteen cents which he had brought back from home to pay for his breakfast. On his return he found one of his comrades who had a fine turkey's foot. When his comrade said to him to come and see, he ran up. His comrade, by a movement of his hand, was opening and closing the fingers like the fingers of a human hand. He stood amazed every time the four fingers opened and closed. How could the dead foot move? The comrade was shrewder than he, and when he saw Ernest's great enthusiasm he put the turkey's foot back into his pocket. Ernest could stand it no longer. He begged his comrade to give him the dead foot. His comrade told him to be gone. " If you will not give it to me, will you sell it to me 1 " He offered his comrade five cents for it, then ten cents, and then twenty cents. But the comrade demanded forty cents. After a few seconds he put fifteen cents into his comrade's hand, and wrote out a note for twenty-five cents for the remainder. After a couple of minutes he knew the secret as well as his comrade. For a couple of minutes it amused him highly. But soon it amused him no longer. Sadness and regret came, and then bitterness and anger. After a few minutes he seized the turkey's foot and threw it over the wall, so as never to see it any more. The recollection of this often comes back to him. He finds in himself again the child with the turkey's foot. And that turkey's foot has often been of great service to him. In the midst of a foolish action, he stops and says to himself, " Will you always be the same 1 "