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  "I have, Aunt Rachel," answered Jack.   "You?" she exclaimed, indignantly. "You, that tied a tin kettle to a dog's tail yesterday, and chased the poor cat till she almost died of fright. cthe bad end you're likely to come to unless you change your ways."   Jack shrugged his shoulders, but the captain came to his help.   "Boys will be boys, ma'am," he said. "I was up to no end of tricks myself when I was a boy."   "You weren't so bad as Jack, I know," said Rachel.   "Thank you for standing up for me, ma'am; but I'm afraid I was. I don't think Jack's so very bad, for my part."   "I didn't play the tricks Aunt Rachel mentioned," said Jack. "It was another boy in our block."   "You're all alike," said Rachel. "I don't know what you boys are all coming to."   Presently the captain announced that he must go. Jack accompanied him as far as the pier, but the rest of the family remained behind. Aunt Rachel became gloomier than ever.   "I don't know what you'll do, now you've lost your boarder," she said.