III.—PETTINGILL.
Reuben Pettingill was extremely industrious.
He worked hard all the year round on his father's little farm.
Right he was!
Industry is a very fine thing.
It is one of the finest things of which we have any knowledge.
Yet do not frown, "do not weep for me," when I state that I don't like it.
It doesn't agree with me.
I prefer indolence.
I am happiest when I am idle.