`` I can hardly wait till he gets old enough to talk , '' sighed Diana . `` I just long to hear him say ` mother . ' And oh , I 'm determined that his first memory of me shall be a nice one . The first memory I have of my mother is of her slapping me for something I had done . I am sure I deserved it , and mother was always a good mother and I love her dearly . But I do wish my first memory of her was nicer . '' `` I have just one memory of my mother and it is the sweetest of all my memories , '' said Mrs. Allan . `` I was five years old , and I had been allowed to go to school one day with my two older sisters . When school came out my sisters went home in different groups , each supposing I was with the other . Instead I had run off with a little girl I had played with at recess . We went to her home , which was near the school , and began making mud pies . We were having a glorious time when my older sister arrived , breathless and angry . '' ` You naughty girl '' she cried , snatching my reluctant hand and dragging me along with her . ` Come home this minute . Oh , you 're going to catch it ! Mother is awful cross . She is going to give you a good whipping . ' `` I had never been whipped . Dread and terror filled my poor little heart . I have never been so miserable in my life as I was on that walk home .
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