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A Boy was gathering berries from a hedge when his hand was stung by a Nettle. Smarting with the pain, he ran to tell his mother, and said to her between his sobs, "I only touched it ever so lightly, mother. " "That's just why you got stung, my son," she said; "if you had grasped it firmly, it wouldn't have hurt you in the least. "