Welcome to Homeschool Story Time: Week 2.
Mr. Prim needs his sidewalk shoveled.
A team of two boys ask to be hired for the job and Mr. Prim consents.
Will they do the task they are required to do?
Read on to find out.
Work and Play
by Uncle Sam
Do you want your sidewalk shoveled?” This was the question asked of Mr. Prim, as he sat reading his newspaper, one New Year’s morning. The question came through a maid who had just answered the doorbell. Mr. Prim looked out of the window. The snow was still falling. So he sent out word, “No shoveling wanted till the storm’s over,” and went on with his reading.
By and by there was another ring at the door; and in a moment the maid came in, saying, “The snow shovelers are here again, sir, and they want to see you.”
Mr. Prim stepped out into the entry, where he found two rough-looking boys, both of whom greeted him at once with, “Wish you a happy new year! Please, sir, it’s done snowing now.”
“That means,” said Mr. Prim, “that you both want the job of clearing off the sidewalk; but which am I to give it to?”
“Oh, sir!” said the bigger boy, “we are partners. I shovel, and Mike sweeps.”
“And what are your names?”
“Mine is Tom Murphy, and his is Mike Flynn.”
“Then,” said Mr. Prim, “the firm is ‘Murphy & Flynn.'”
“That’s it,” said both boys with a grin.
“Well, Murphy & Flynn, I will employ you to do my shoveling today, and I will give you fifty cents for the job; but I am very particular. You must not leave a bit of snow anywhere about the steps or sidewalk.”
“All right, sir,” said the boys; and they went to work, while Mr. Prim went back to his newspaper. He had not been reading many minutes, when a loud shout in front of the house led him to look out of the window. The picture shows what he saw.
There were the two boys, each mounted on one of the stone lions at the head of the steps, and shouting at the top of his lungs in the excitement of an imaginary race.
Mr. Prim was first astonished, then angry, then amused, at this performance. He opened the window, and called out sharply, “Look here, boys! do you call that work, or play?”
The boys jumped down, and began to ply their broom and shovel with great vigor. But Murphy looked up roguishly, and said, “We were just polishing off the lions, sir.”
“Yes,” said Mr. Prim, “and a paroxysm of fun got the better of you. Well, it’s excusable on New Year’s Day. But, if the firm of Murphy & Flynn expect to succeed in business, they must not mix so much play with their work.” And Mr. Prim shut the window.
“I say, Mike,” said Tom, “what was it the old man said had got the better of us?”
“That’s more than I can tell,” said Mike. “I can’t remember such hard words. But I know what he meant, and I guess he was about right.”
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