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Updated: May 13, 2025
Now, let me hear next Thursday that you have been a good boy. Master Fodge had no distinct vision of the benefit that would accrue to him from this change of courses. But Mr. Barton, being aware that Miss Fodge had touched on a delicate subject in alluding to the roast goose, was determined to witness no more polemics between her and Mr.
Barton, foreseeing that a prolongation of this episode would not be to edification, said 'Silence! in his severest tones. 'Let me hear no abuse. Your boy is not likely to behave well, if you set him the example of being saucy. Then stooping down to Master Fodge, and taking him by the shoulder, 'Do you like being beaten? 'No-a. 'Then what a silly boy you are to be naughty.
The inveterate culprit was a boy of seven, vainly contending against 'candles' at his nose by feeble sniffing. But no sooner had Mr. Spratt uttered his impeachment, than Miss Fodge rushed forward and placed herself between Mr. Barton and the accused. 'That's my child, Muster Barton, she exclaimed, further manifesting her maternal instincts by applying her apron to her offspring's nose.
Miss Fodge fixed her one sore eye on Mr. Barton with a sort of hardy defiance. Beyond this member of the softer sex, at the end of the bench, sat 'Silly Jim', a young man afflicted with hydrocephalus, who rolled his head from side to side, and gazed at the point of his nose. These were the supporters of Old Maxum on his right. On his left sat Mr.
He talked of Israel and its sins, of chosen vessels, of the Paschal lamb, of blood as a medium of reconciliation; and he strove in this way to convey religious truth within reach of the Fodge and Fitchett mind. This very morning, the first lesson was the twelfth chapter of Exodus, and Mr. Barton's exposition turned on unleavened bread.
Next to him sat Poll Fodge known to the magistracy of her county as Mary Higgins a one-eyed woman, with a scarred and seamy face, the most notorious rebel in the workhouse, said to have once thrown her broth over the master's coat-tails, and who, in spite of nature's apparent safeguards against that contingency, had contributed to the perpetuation of the Fodge characteristics in the person of a small boy, who was behaving naughtily on one of the back benches.
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