A quaint story is told to exemplify the pride that every man should take
in the work by which he makes a living.
Two street sweepers, seated on a curbstone, were discussing a comrade
who had died the day before.
"Bill certainly was a good sweeper," said one.
"Y-e-s," conceded the other thoughtfully. "But don't you think he was a
little weak around the lamp-posts?"