Blade-O'-Grass. Golden Grain. and Bread and Cheese and Kisses. — John Shaqi
Blade-O'-Grass. Golden Grain. and Bread and Cheese and Kisses.Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
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Blade-O'-Grass. Golden Grain. and Bread and Cheese and Kisses.
Farjeon, B. L. (Benjamin Leopold)
Christmas stories; Fiction
Proverbially, too many cooks spoil the broth; and this forlorn babe
was left to the care of too many cooks, who, however, in this
instance, did not spoil the broth by meddling with it, but by almost
utterly neglecting it. The landlady's declaration that 'We'll look
after her between us; one'll take her one day, and one another,'
although uttered in all sincerity, turned out badly in its
application. What is everybody's business is nobody's business, and
for the most part the babe was left to take care of herself. For a
little while Mrs. Manning was the child's only friend; but in the
course of a couple of months she fulfilled her husband's apprehension,
and added another bantling to his already overstocked quiver. This new
arrival (which, it must be confessed, was not received with gratitude
by its father) was so fractious, and so besieged by a complication of
infantile disorders, that all Mrs. Manning's spare moments were fully
occupied, and she had none to devote to other people's children. The
motherless child threatened to fare badly indeed. But now and again a
mother who had lost her offspring came to the little stranger and
suckled her; so that she drew life from many bosoms, and may be said
to have had at least a score of wet-nurses. And thus she grew up
almost literally in the gutters, no one owning her, no one really
caring for her; and yet she throve, as weeds thrive--while her sister,
not a mile away, throve, in the care of kind friends, as flowers
thrive. Born in equality, with the same instincts for good and evil,
with the same capacity for good and evil, equally likely to turn out
good or bad, should it have been left entirely to chance that one
might live to prove a blessing, and the other a curse, to society? But
so it was.
One of the most curious circumstances connected with the little
outcast was, that she was not known by any settled name. It grew to be
a fashion to call her by all sorts of names--now Polly, now Sally, now
Young Hussy, now Little Slut, and by a dozen others, not one of which
remained to her for any length of time. But when she was three years
of age, an event occurred which played the part of godmothers and
godfathers to her, and which caused her to receive a title by which
she was always afterwards known.
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