The Tables Turned - or, Nupkins Awakened. A Socialist Interlude by William Morris
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paying a visit to my brother of London; and having heard the fame of
these Socialist meetings, I betook me to one of them for my instruction and profit: for I hold that in these days even those that are highest in the Church should interest themselves in social matters. _J. F_. Well, my lord, were you pleased with what you saw and heard? _Arch_. I confess, sir, that I was disappointed. _J. F_. Why, my lord? _Arch_. Because of the extreme paucity of the audience. _J. F_. Were there a thousand persons present? _Arch_. (_severely_). I must ask you not to jest with me in the sacredly respectable precincts of a Court of Justice. To the best of my remembrance, there were present at the commencement of your discourse but three persons exclusive of yourself. That fact is impressed on my mind from the rude and coarse words which you said when you mounted your stool or rostrum to the friend who accompanied you and had under his arm a bundle of a very reprehensible and ribald print called the _Commonweal_, one of which he, I may say, forced me to purchase. _J. F_. Well, what did I say? _Arch_. You said, "I say, Bill! damned hard lines to have to speak to a lamp-post, a kid, and an old buffer"--by the latter vulgarity indicating myself, as I understand. |
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