Sketches by Boz, Illustrative of Every-Day Life and Every-Day People — John Shaqi
Sketches by Boz, Illustrative of Every-Day Life and Every-Day PeopleDickens, Charles
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Sketches by Boz, Illustrative of Every-Day Life and Every-Day People
Dickens, Charles
London (England) -- Social life and customs -- 19th century; London (England) -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
The captain replied in a similar parliamentary style. He would not say,
he was astonished at the speech they had just heard; he would not say,
he was disgusted (cheers). He would not retort the epithets which had
been hurled against him (renewed cheering); he would not allude to men
once in office, but now happily out of it, who had mismanaged the
workhouse, ground the paupers, diluted the beer, slack-baked the bread,
boned the meat, heightened the work, and lowered the soup (tremendous
cheers). He would not ask what such men deserved (a voice, ‘Nothing
a-day, and find themselves!’). He would not say, that one burst of
general indignation should drive them from the parish they polluted
with their presence (‘Give it him!’). He would not allude to the
unfortunate man who had been proposed—he would not say, as the vestry’s
tool, but as Beadle. He would not advert to that individual’s family;
he would not say, that nine children, twins, and a wife, were very bad
examples for pauper imitation (loud cheers). He would not advert in
detail to the qualifications of Bung. The man stood before him, and he
would not say in his presence, what he might be disposed to say of him,
if he were absent. (Here Mr. Bung telegraphed to a friend near him,
under cover of his hat, by contracting his left eye, and applying his
right thumb to the tip of his nose). It had been objected to Bung that
he had only five children (‘Hear, hear!’ from the opposition). Well; he
had yet to learn that the legislature had affixed any precise amount of
infantine qualification to the office of beadle; but taking it for
granted that an extensive family were a great requisite, he entreated
them to look to facts, and compare _data_, about which there could be
no mistake. Bung was 35 years of age. Spruggins—of whom he wished to
speak with all possible respect—was 50. Was it not more than
possible—was it not very probable—that by the time Bung attained the
latter age, he might see around him a family, even exceeding in number
and extent, that to which Spruggins at present laid claim (deafening
cheers and waving of handkerchiefs)? The captain concluded, amidst loud
applause, by calling upon the parishioners to sound the tocsin, rush to
the poll, free themselves from dictation, or be slaves for ever.
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