An old gentleman, clad in a somewhat youthful suit of light gray fannel,sat on a bench in the park enjoying the spring day.

"What's the matter,Sonny?" he asked a small urchin who lay on the grass and stared at him intently. "Why don't you go and play?"

"Don't want to" the boy replied.

"But it is not natural", the old gentle man insited, "for a boy to be quiet. Why don't you want to?"

"Oh, Im just waitin'", the little fellow answered. "Im just waitin' till you get up. A man painted that bench about fifteen minutes ago."