Poor Jack by Frederick Marryat
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narrative that I could not say a word. At last Ben continued:
"I couldn't stay in the room--I couldn't stay in the workhouse. I couldn't even stay in the town. Before the day closed I was out of it, and I have never been there since. Now, Jack, I must go in--remember what I have said to you, and larn to read your Bible." I promised that I would, and that very evening I had my first lesson from Peter Anderson, and I continued to receive them until I could read well. He then taught me to write and cipher; but before I could do the latter, many events occurred, which must be made known to the reader. CHAPTER ELEVEN In which the Doctor lets out some very novel Modes of Medical Treatment, which are attended with the greatest Success. Such a change has taken place since I can first recollect Greenwich that it will be somewhat difficult for me to make the reader aware of my localities. Narrow streets have been pulled down, handsome buildings erected--new hotels in lieu of small inns--gay shops have now usurped those which were furnished only with articles necessary for the outfit of the seamen. Formerly, long stages, with a basket to hold six behind, and dillies which plied at the Elephant and Castle, were the usual land conveyances--now they have made place for railroads and omnibuses. Formerly, the wherry conveyed the mariner and his wife, with his |
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