The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1885-05-13

steps, occasionally dancing cotillion
or playing leap frog on the way. In a
short time the wood had got itself into
the bin, and ceased its antics. The lazy
little boy then attempted to close the
cellar door, but before he could take
hold Of it, it slammed itself shut, IS
though by an angry gust Of wind.
The lazy little boy was frightened, but
as he was being relieved Of unpleasant
labor, he thought it was, on the whole,
a good thing. What an advantage he
would enjoy over his companions, and
how they would envy him while watch
ing him play from morning until night
When he went up to bed, his shoe.
strings which were In hard knots, un.
tied themselves, and after his night,
gown had jumped over his head and
fastened itself around his neck, the
bed clothes turned down, and then over
him up to his ears, and he was soon
asleep.
In the morning his clothes put them
selves on, and his shoes tied themselves,
and the comb and brush danced all over
his hair. Then he had to 90 down and
build the fre-a duty that he disliked
very much.
When he went into the kitchen, the
lids lifted themselves off the range, the
tongs ran across the room, got into the
range, and jumped right out of the ashes
into the scuttle with cinder between
its teeth. The poker commenced pok.
ing, and the shovel cleaning the ashes
out. This being done newspaper
rolled itself into a ball. and bounced
into the range; and when the lazy little
boy opened the cellar door to 60 down
for an armful of wood, he was met by a
whole army of twigs and forks swarm
ing up the steps. They climbed up the
coal-scuttle, and jumped into the range,
and lay down on the paper. Then a
match sprang down of the mantel-
piece, aud stood OF its head on the
hearth stone, and whirled around until
it lighted, when it flew up like a little
sky-rocket, and descended through the
twigs upon the paper ball, and started
the fire. BY this time the old black pot
had hobbled back from the faucet on its
three short legs, and was waiting pa
tiently to boil. .....
"This seems as real as pantomime, F"
said the lazy little boy. And then the
stovepipes nudged each other with their
elbows, and thought 1t capital fun.
While the lazy little boy was thinking
about his good fortune, he sat down in
the rocking-chair and tried to rock it;
but the chair began rocking itself so vio-
lently that he almost became sick.
Away went the old chair rocking all
over the room as hard as II could, and
the lazy little boy felt like calling for
help, and having some one catch the
chair and hold it until he could get out.
Finally he made up his mind to jump
out, but no sooner had he conceived
the idea than the chair hurled him
against the wall, and made him ache all
over. H
Later in the day he saw an idle dog
skulking about the place, and when he
went to pick up nice smooth stone
lying near to throw at him, the stone
flew off the ground like bird, and
frightened the dog into hasty flight.
Then the lazy little boy walked over
to the piazza to get his wagon. but as
soon as he got near this favorite toy, il
started down the walk so fast that he
could not overtake It. 1t then struck
him II he got on his stills he might catch
the wagon, as he would be able TO take
such long strides; so he ran for his
stills, that he might get them before the
wagon was out Of sight, but just as he
was about to take hold Of them they
ran down the path and through the
gate, just as the wagon had done. They
took longer strides than ever, and he
could no more catch them than he could
the wind.
Then he thought he would 60 out and
take a swing, because he knew the
swing was tied up, and could not fly
from him, as the wagon and stills had
done. So he went into the swing, and
it sent him flying ba k and forth SC
swiftly that the branches of the trees
looked like one great cobweb. He be,
came greatly alarmed for fear the swing
might change its motions, and instead
of flying backward and forward, keep
going in one direction, until it should
finally wind itself up around the cross
beam, and leave him on it to get down
as best he could.
He therefore made up his mind to
jump out Of the swing. Just as he form
ed this resolution the swing shot him
into the air, Just as the rocking chair
had done. and he fell into large rose
bush, and his hands and face and cloth
ing were torn by the briers.
II wish / could get chance to do
something myself occasionally" moan
ed the lazy little boy.
"0h, you do, do youP" buzzed the
bumble-bee, who overheard his remark.
Not long ago you wished everything
would do itself for you"
"But when don't do my own work,
everything goes wrong" H 4
"You will generally find II that way
in this world" remarked the bee.
perhaps you begin to realize that work
was put into the world for US 10 do, and
not for us to shirk."
81 do"
"Do you wish to 60 on having things
done for you, or will you take them just
as they areP"
The little boy said he would take them
as they were.
Then do you wish to be released
from your own wishP" asked the bee.
"If you please" said the boy.
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