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LESSON 41
ONE fine day in summer, a very little boy was sent to school by his mother. But she knew that he was fond of play, and so she told his sister to go with him.
It was very warm, and the boy said to his sister that it would be much nicer to play with him by the river-side, than go to school.
“No, no,” said she, “I have not time to play. After I have seen you to school, I must go over all the town, to buy wool, and worsted, and needles, and a lot of other things, for mother. She and I must work, and get money to buy food.”
Then the boy saw a bee flying from flower to flower, and said, “I should like to be a bee, and have nothing to do,—no lessons or spelling to learn.”
“Ah!” said his sister, “the bee is not idle, it is getting honey and wax, to lay up store for winter, when there will be no flowers.” And the bee soon fl ew away to its hive with its honey and wax.
In a little they heard a bird singing; and the boy said, “I am sure the bird has nothing to do. I should like to stay here all day, under the trees, and hear its sweet song.”
But his sister said, “See, the bird has fl own down and picked up some bits of straw, and it is now taking them to its nest. It has to build a nest with straw and feathers and moss, and so it has no time to be idle.”
