Spring-Cleaning Day

It was Spring-cleaning Day and oh, what a lovely day it was - just
right for spring-cleaning. The sun was shining and the sky a perfect
blue, dotted with cotton-puff clouds.

On that Spring-cleaning Day, the Girl - like all other people - was
spring-cleaning. She sang merrily as she swept the floor of her home
with her favourite yellow broom.

The Boy passed the cosy little cottage that day, whistling a gay tune
as he strolled along. The melodious sound of singing reached his ears
and caught his attention. Being a bit nosy, the Boy went to the window
and looked in. The sigh of the Girl sweeping and singing captivated the
Boy.

"Those lovely eyes! That silky hair! The way she handles that broom?
Enchanting!" sighed the Boy. "I must marry her!" he exclaimed,
forgetting that he was only sixteen.

He entered the cottage, startling the Girl and immediately said to her,
"Marry me, O beautiful one! Come away with me and you shall never have
to sweep any floor again!"

"No, never!" declared the Girl, dramatically. "I would never abandon my
precious broom!" cried she, and promptly shooed the Boy out with her
yellow broom. Then she shut the door and continued sweeping and singing
as before.

THE END