upon somebody else. I do wish you would break yourself of your
laziness, and have a little consideration for other people."

Oscar reluctantly obeyed his mother's order. Indeed, it was seldom
that he was very prompt to obey, when any kind of labor was required of
him. He had a peculiar knack of getting rid of work. If he was
directed to do a thing, he was almost sure to try to coax Alice, or
Ella, or Ralph, or Bridget, or somebody else, to do it for him. He
never taxed his own legs, or hands, or muscles, when he could make use
of other people's. This lazy habit was a source of no small anxiety to
his mother, and was a constant annoyance to all the family.

"Well, you did make out to get it," said Mrs. Preston, in a pleasant
tone, when Oscar returned with the coal. "I hope it did n't hurt you
much."

"I was n't afraid of its hurting me," said Oscar "but I was reading,
and did n't want to stop."

"I am afraid that is only an excuse," replied his mother. "It has
really got to be a habit with you to call upon somebody else, whenever
you are told to do a thing. We have all noticed it, a hundred times,
and you alone seem to be blind to it. In a year or two, when you are
old enough to leave school, and go to a place, what do you suppose you
will be good for, if you keep on in this way? Why, the man who should
take you into his employ, would have to hire another boy on purpose to
wait upon you."

"It is just as mother says, Oscar," added his eldest sister, Alice.
"It was only this morning that Bridget was scolding, because you wanted