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
'I can give you a plain experience on those heads,' he said frankly,
'because I am, after a certain fashion, methodical, much more so than
many of my mates. I put down my earnings every week in a little
memorandum-book, and on the opposite side I put down the way in which
my earnings are spent. This is a good lesson for my youngsters, who
learn the value of system in the practical matters of life. You know,
sir, that I have five children--two girls and three boys. The youngest
is eleven months old, the eldest is ten years of age on his next
birthday. Now, last year, from the first day to the last, I earned
ninety-nine pounds ten shillings, and every farthing of my earnings,
with the exception of thirty-eight shillings, which was spent in
junketing, went in the necessaries of life and in paying my policy.'
'What were your out-door pleasures?'
'Once during the year we took the children to the Crystal Palace. We
went once to the theatre to see a pantomime; and my eldest youngsters
begged so hard to be taken to the Brighton Aquarium on one of the Bank
holidays, that I could not resist them; and really I was glad of the
opportunity of seeing it myself. We had a capital day, and it did the
children good in many ways; it opened the eyes of their minds, I may
say. Our rent makes a big hole. We pay seventeen pounds a year,
including taxes, for our house, which contains three rooms and a small
kitchen or washhouse--quite as little as we can do with. Meat is
another big item. Then, I work three miles away from home, and that's
an item. In examining the figures, which Jane and I did very carefully
when I balanced the account--we have the fear of that rainy day you
have mentioned very strong upon us sometimes, I assure you, sir!--we
could not find one item which was not properly in its place, and which
in our opinion could have been set under the head of extravagance. Yet
I know that there are political economists--I call them by the name
they give themselves--who would not agree with me. The money spent in
amusements I have no doubt they would say I ought to have saved: I
deny it. We have a right--every human being has--to a reasonable share
of healthful pleasure. "Your meat bill ought to have been a little
less," they would also doubtless say: I deny it. We have little enough
as it is; more than half the meat we eat is Australian meat--and we
like it! The children's bodies must be healthfully nourished if they
are to grow into right-minded, reasonable men and women. Healthy body
makes healthy mind. Twenty-two shillings a year spent in reading!
"Monstrous!" the political economists would exclaim. Why, my
newspapers cost me not less than eight shillings a-year, and there's a
weekly publication, and an occasional oddment for the children; and is
my wife, or am I, not to read a work of fiction occasionally--or are
these things not for such as we? It is they who are monstrous who set
up such monstrous cries. So they would go through my book, and prove
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