Wrong Side Out

13%

Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Feb 21, 1907

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 84, No. 8.

Read the full edition

Wrong Side Out

Jack was cross; nothing pleased him. His mother gave him the choicest morsels for his breakfast, and the nicest toys; but he did nothing but fret and complain. At last his mother said, “Jack, I want you now to go right up to your room, and put on all your clothes wrong side out.”
Jack started in astonishment.
“I mean it, Jack,” she repeated.
Jack had to mind. He had to turn his stockings wrong side out, and put on his coat and his trousers and his collar wrong side out.
When his mother came up to him, there he stood—a forlorn and funny-looking boy, all linings and seams and ravelings—before the glass, wondering what his mother meant; but he was not quite clear in his conscience. Then his mother, turning him around, said, “This is what you have been doing all day, making the worst of everything. You have been turning everything wrong side out. Do you really like your things this way so much, Jack?”
“No, mama,” answered Jack, very shamefacedly. “Can’t I turn them right?”
“Yes; you may if you try to speak what is pleasant and do what is pleasant. You must do with your temper and manners as you prefer to do with clothes, wear them right side out.”—The Home Herald.