A MANAYUNK BOY.

Globe, Volume V, Issue 591, 11 May 1876, Page 3

A MANAYUNK BOY.

When a Manayunk boy is playing “hopscotch” on the walk, and his mother comes to the door and asks him to split some wood, h® replies, that he will be along in just one minute. At the end of ten minutes she opens the door and says, “ Wilyum, I want that wood !” “ I’m coming right away,” he replies, and then goes on hopping here and there on one leg. Ten minutes more fly away, and she opens the door and says, “ Wilyum, if you don’t get that wood, you know what your father will do.”—“ Just ten seconds,” he calls back, and enters upon a new game. The next time she calls she says, “Young man, it’s almost noon, and I can’t cook dinner without the wood.’’—“ I know it; I'm coming now,” he replies, and he stands on one foot and holds a discussion with the Johnson boy as to whether the game of hop-scotch is as good a game as base-ball. He has just started to hop when a boy whispers, “ Ah, Bill, there’s your old dad I ” —“ Great snakes ! ” whispered Bill; and he goes over the fence like a flash, grabs an axe, and during the next ten minutes he strikes two hundred blows per minute. He gets into the house ahead of his father, and, as he drops the wood, says, “ Mother, the boys were just a-sayin’ that I had the handsomest and best mother in the world, and I want to kiss you.”