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Rodney gave the neighbours numerous causes for criticism.
Unconsciously and boy-like, he did things which were often misconstrued
as downright badness, whereas the boy had not the slightest intention
of doing anything wrong. He was simply natural, while many of his
critical elders were most unnatural. They had their own hide-bound
rules of what was proper, so they found it impossible to enter into the
child's world, and look at things from his point of view.
One Sunday Rodney took a kitten with him to church. The little pet was
smuggled in beneath his coat. So dearly did he love it that he could
not bear to be parted with it during church time for fear that
something would happen to it. And, besides, he liked to have it with
him, that he might cuddle it during the service, which to him was long
and uninteresting. There would have been no trouble if the kitten had
been content to remain beneath its master's coat. But, alas, when the
organ struck up for the first hymn, it began to wriggle vehemently in
an effort to get its head out to see where the peculiar noise came
from. Rodney tried to keep it back and soothe its fears. But all in
vain, for the kitten suddenly slipped from his grasp, and sprang out
into the aisle.
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