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Updated: May 14, 2025
"What are yer why doin' on the slate, Isley?" said he, taking out an old clay pipe and lighting it. "Sums," said Isley. Bob puffed away at his pipe a moment. "'Tain't no use!" he said, sitting down on the clay and drawing his knees up. "Edication's a failyer." "Listen at 'im!" exclaimed the boy. "D'yer mean ter say it ain't no use learnin' readin' and writin' and sums?" "Isley!" "Right, father."
"If my memory serves me, I said he had a small stye in his eye, and I was willing to certify that for what it was worth, if you didn't mind paying me half-a-crown." "If edication's free, as they call it, I don't see why a body should pay half-a-crown to get off what can be had for nothing. That's how I reasoned then, and always shall.
And Blueskin, who, for a moment, had looked round distrustfully, concluding it was a feint, now laughed louder than ever. "It won't do, widow," said he, drawing near her, while she shrank from his approach, "so you may spare your breath. Come, come, be reasonable, and listen to me. Your kid has already brought me good luck, and may bring me still more if his edication's attended to.
"It is all; except that here and there there is somebody who knows more and can do something better; I suppose life is something more to them. But they are mostly men." "Edication's a fine thing," Mrs. Bartlett went on in the same manner; "but there's two sorts. There's two sorts, Diana. I hain't got much, o' one kind; I never had no chance to get it, so I've done without it.
Edication's a fine thing, no doubt; but fortin's a better, as the world goes, I've a notion: so you may go moping on here as long as you please, being a good child all the days of your life! 'Come when you're call'd; And do as you're bid; Shut the door after you; And you'll never be chid. I'm sure, I would not let my nose be kept to the grindstone, as yours is, for any one living.
Sure it's not right to break the seal o' another man's letter; but then it's broke a'ready, an' there can be no sin in raidin' it. Maybe," he continued, with a look of anxiety, "the poor lad's ill, or dead, an' he's wrote to say so. Sure, I would like to raid it av I only know'd how; but me edication's bin forgot, bad luck to the schoolmasters; I can only make out big print wan letter at a time."
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