England -- Social conditions -- 19th century -- Fiction; Working class -- Fiction
Copse cutting over, Joe Todd haunted fairs and drove cattle home, or did
anything he could pick up. He lived in a mud hovel which he and Tirzah
had built for themselves on the border land, and where they kept a tall,
thin, smooth-haired dog, with a grey coat, a white waistcoat, a long
nose and tail, and blue eyes, which gave him a peculiarly sinister
expression of countenance, and he had a habit of leaping up and planting
his fore feet on the gate, growling, so that Dora and Sophy were very
much afraid of him, and no one except Mr Harford had ever attempted to
effect an entrance into the cottage. It was pretty well understood that
Joe Todd and his lurcher carried on a business as poachers, and Tirzah
going about with clothes'-pegs, rush baskets, birch brooms, and in their
season with blackberries, whortleberries, or plovers' eggs, was able to
dispose of their game to the poulterers at Minsterham, with whom she had
an understanding. Her smiling black eyes, white teeth, and merry looks,
caused a great deal of business to be done through her, and servants
were not unwilling to carry in her stories about rabbits knocked down
unawares by a stick, and pheasants or partridges killed by chance in
reaping. Indeed, she had a little trade in dripping and other scraps
with sundry of these servants, which rendered them the more disposed to
receive her.
CHAPTER TWELVE.
PRIZES.
"Miss Jenny and Polly
Had each a new dolly,
With rosy red cheeks and blue eyes,
Dressed in ribbons and gauze;
And they quarrelled because
The dolls were not both of a size."
_The Daisy_.
Nobody offered a hundred golden guineas to bring Elizabeth and Anne
Morris to school, nevertheless they appeared there at the end of the
second week. They were heartily tired of home, where there was washing
to be done, and their eldest sister Patty banged them about, and they
had no peace from the great heavy baby. Besides, there had been a talk
of prizes at Christmas, and they weren't going to let them Moles and
Pucklechurches get the whole of them. Moreover, others were going back,
so why should not they?
Yes, Nanny Barton's children "did terrify her so, she had no peace."
And Betsy Seddon's Janie had torn her frock as there was no bearing, and
even the Dan Hewletts were going back. Little Judy had cried to go, and
her Aunt Judith had trimmed up the heads of her sisters, for Dora
Carbonel had not been a first-rate hair-cutter, and it was nearly the
same with every one, except the desperate truant, Ben Shales, and the
cobbler's little curly girl, who was sent all the way to Downhill to
Miss Minifer's genteel academy, where she learnt bead-work and very
little besides.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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