“Or that he had a queer foot.”
Yes, this poor boy had not feet like yours, and could walk very little without crutches. One day he was taking a walk with his nurse, and was trying to take a few steps without his crutches. Of course it was very hard work for him, and he went very slowly. Some boys were skipping down the hill towards him, and he looked as if he would give all he had in the world if he could skip too. But what do you suppose these boys did as they came near? They stopped still, and stared at the poor little fellow. It made him feel bad, for his cheeks grew red and tears filled his eyes as he hobbled away from them.
What would you have done, John, if you had been one of those boys?
“I would have walked right by without looking.”
“I would have looked at his face, but not at his feet.”
“I would have acted as if he were like other boys.”
Yes, that is the way to do. Think how you would like to be treated if you were in this boy’s place.
Is it the custom of well-bred people to stare at one on the street?
“No, Miss B.”