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'I will try, mother, I really will. I will keep my hands tight in my pockets, and my feet close together; I will pretend I'm going to be shot by a file of soldiers, and then I really think that will help me not to fidget. I promise you I'll be good to day.' I WILL TRY MOTHER I REALLY WILL I WILL KEEP MY HANDS TIGHT IN MY POCKETS AND MY FEET CLOSE TOGETHER I WILL PRETEND I'M GOING TO BE SHOT BY A FILE OF SOLDIERS AND THEN I REALLY THINK THAT WILL HELP ME NOT TO FIDGET I PROMISE YOU I'LL BE GOOD TO DAY
 'I haven't been good to-day, and I don't feel good now. I feel, when I think it over, so angry inside.' 'What is it about, sonny?' 'Father's button.' The tone was drowsy, and seeing his eyelids droop heavily Mrs. John said no more, only breathed a prayer that her little son might fight as bravely for Christ's honour as he did for that of his father's button. CHAPTER III A Recruiting Sergeant It was Sunday morning. Along a sweet-scented lane, with shady limes overhead and honeysuckle and wild roses growing in profusion on the hedges at each side, walked Teddy's mother, holding her little son tightly by the hand. The bells of the village church were ringing out for the service, and groups of two and three were passing in at the old lych gate. Mrs. John was talking in her sweet clear voice to her boy, and he, letting his restless blue eyes rove to and fro, noting every bird on the hedges and every flower in the path, kept bringing them back to his mother's face with a dreamy upward gaze.  CHAPTER THREE OF TEDDY'S BUTTON THIS IS THE LIBERVOX RECORDING ALL LIEBRAVOX RECORDINGS ARE IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN FOR MORE INFORMATION OR TO VOLUNTEER PLEASE VISIT LIEBRAVOX DOT ORG RECORDING BY ROBERT HARDER TEDDY'S BUTTON BY AMY LE FEVER CHAPTER THREE A RECRUITING SERGEANT IT WAS SUNDAY MORNING ALONG A SWEET SCENTED LANE WITH SHADY LIMES OVERHEAD AND HONEYSUCKLE AND WILD ROSES GROWING IN PROFUSION ON THE HEDGES AT EACH SIDE WALKED TEDDY'S MOTHER HOLDING HER LITTLE SON TIGHTLY BY THE HAND THE BELLS OF THE VILLAGE CHURCH WERE RINGING OUT FOR THE SERVICE AND GROUPS OF TWO AND THREE WERE PASSING IN AT THE OLD LITCH GATE MISSUS JOHN WAS TALKING IN HER SWEET CLEAR VOICE TO HER BOY AND HE LETTING HIS RESTLESS BLUE EYES ROVE TO AND FRO NOTING EVERY BIRD ON THE HEDGES AND EVERY FLOWER IN THE PATH KEPT BRINGING THEM BACK TO HIS MOTHER'S FACE WITH A DREAMY UPWARD GAZE
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