Father'sThingsWhenTomHowardwasseventeenyearsoldhewasastallashisfather,sohebegantoborrowMr.Howard'sclotheswhenhewantedtogooutwithhisfriendsintheevening.Mr.Howarddidnotlikethis,andhealwaysgotveryangrywhenhefoundhissonwearinganyofhisthings.OneeveningwhenTomcamedownstairstogoout,hisfatherstoppedhiminthehall.HelookedatTom'sclothesverycarefully.Thenhesaidangrily,"Isn'tthatoneofmyties,Tom?""Yes,Father,itis,"answeredTom."Andthatshirt'sminetoo.""Yes,that'syourstoo,"answeredTom."Andyou'rewearingmybelt!"saidMr.Howard."Yes,Iam,Father,"answeredTom."Youdon'twantyourtrouserstofalldown,doyou?"