ISBN: 2940013477179

CHAPTER II heard a thousand blended notes,While in a grove I sate reclined;In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughtsBring sad thoughts to the mind.To her fair works did Nature linkThe hum… Plus…

CHAPTER II heard a thousand blended notes,While in a grove I sate reclined;In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughtsBring sad thoughts to the mind.To her fair works did Nature linkThe human soul that through me ran;And much it grieved my heart to think,What man has made of man.WORDSWORTH.Once upon a time there was a little chimney-sweep, and his name wasTom. That is a short name, and you have heard it before, so youwill not have much trouble in remembering it. He lived in a greattown in the North country, where there were plenty of chimneys tosweep, and plenty of money for Tom to earn and his master to spend.He could not read nor write, and did not care to do either; and henever washed himself, for there was no water up the court where helived. He had never been taught to say his prayers. He never hadheard of God, or of Christ, except in words which you never haveheard, and which it would have been well if he had never heard. Hecried half his time, and laughed the other half. He cried when hehad to climb the dark flues, rubbing his poor knees and elbows raw;and when the soot got into his eyes, which it did every day in theweek; and when his master beat him, which he did every day in theweek; and when he had not enough to eat, which happened every dayin the week likewise. And he laughed the other half of the day,when he was tossing halfpennies with the other boys, or playingleap-frog over the posts, or bowling stones at the horses' legs asthey trotted by, which last was excellent fun, when there was awall at hand behind which to hide. As for chimney-sweeping, andbeing hungry, and being beaten, he took all that for the way of theworld, like the rain and snow and thunder, and stood manfully withhis back to it till it was over, as his old donkey did to a hail-storm; and then shook his ears and was as jolly as ever; andthought of the fine times coming, when he would be a man, and amaster sweep, and sit in the public-house with a quart of beer anda long pipe, and play cards for silver money, and wear velveteensand ankle-jacks, and keep a white bull-dog with one gray ear, andcarry her puppies in his pocket, just like a man. And he wouldhave apprentices, one, two, three, if he could. How he would bullythem, and knock them about, just as his master did to him; and makethem carry home the soot sacks, while he rode before them on hisdonkey, with a pipe in his mouth and a flower in his button-hole,like a king at the head of his army. Yes, there were good timescoming; and, when his master let him have a pull at the leavings ofhis beer, Tom was the jolliest boy in the whole town.One day a smart little groom rode into the court where Tom lived.Tom was just hiding behind a wall, to heave half a brick at hishorse's legs, as is the custom of that country when they welcomestrangers; but the groom saw him, and halloed to him to know whereMr. Grimes, the chimney-sweep, lived. Now, Mr. Grimes was Tom'sown master, and Tom was a good man of business, and always civil tocustomers, so he put the half-brick down quietly behind the wall,and proceeded to take orders.Mr. Grimes was to come up next morning to Sir John Harthover's, atthe Place, for his old chimney-sweep was gone to prison, and thechimneys wanted sweeping. And so he rode away, not giving Tom timeto ask what the sweep had gone to prison for, which was a matter ofinterest to Tom, as he had been in prison once or twice himself.Moreover, the groom looked so very neat and clean, with his drabgaiters, drab breeches, drab jacket, snow-white tie with a smartpin in it, and clean round ruddy face, that Tom was offended anddisgusted at his appearance, and considered him a stuck-up fellow,who gave himself airs because he wore smart clothes, and otherpeople paid for them; and went behind the wall to fetch the half-brick after all; but did not, remembering that he had come in theway of business, and was, as it were, under a flag of truce.His master was so delighted at his new customer that he knocked Tomdown out of hand, and drank more beer that night than he usuallydid in two, in order to be sure of getting up in time next morning;for the more a man's head aches when he wakes, the more glad he isto turn out, and have a breath of fresh air. Digital Content>E-books>Juv Young Readers>Juv Young Readers>Juv Fiction PB, SAP Digital >16<

ISBN: 2940013477179

CHAPTER II heard a thousand blended notes,While in a grove I sate reclined;In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughtsBring sad thoughts to the mind.To her fair works did Nature linkThe hum… Plus…

CHAPTER II heard a thousand blended notes,While in a grove I sate reclined;In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughtsBring sad thoughts to the mind.To her fair works did Nature linkThe human soul that through me ran;And much it grieved my heart to think,What man has made of man.WORDSWORTH.Once upon a time there was a little chimney-sweep, and his name wasTom. That is a short name, and you have heard it before, so youwill not have much trouble in remembering it. He lived in a greattown in the North country, where there were plenty of chimneys tosweep, and plenty of money for Tom to earn and his master to spend.He could not read nor write, and did not care to do either; and henever washed himself, for there was no water up the court where helived. He had never been taught to say his prayers. He never hadheard of God, or of Christ, except in words which you never haveheard, and which it would have been well if he had never heard. Hecried half his time, and laughed the other half. He cried when hehad to climb the dark flues, rubbing his poor knees and elbows raw;and when the soot got into his eyes, which it did every day in theweek; and when his master beat him, which he did every day in theweek; and when he had not enough to eat, which happened every dayin the week likewise. And he laughed the other half of the day,when he was tossing halfpennies with the other boys, or playingleap-frog over the posts, or bowling stones at the horses' legs asthey trotted by, which last was excellent fun, when there was awall at hand behind which to hide. As for chimney-sweeping, andbeing hungry, and being beaten, he took all that for the way of theworld, like the rain and snow and thunder, and stood manfully withhis back to it till it was over, as his old donkey did to a hail-storm; and then shook his ears and was as jolly as ever; andthought of the fine times coming, when he would be a man, and amaster sweep, and sit in the public-house with a quart of beer anda long pipe, and play cards for silver money, and wear velveteensand ankle-jacks, and keep a white bull-dog with one gray ear, andcarry her puppies in his pocket, just like a man. And he wouldhave apprentices, one, two, three, if he could. How he would bullythem, and knock them about, just as his master did to him; and makethem carry home the soot sacks, while he rode before them on hisdonkey, with a pipe in his mouth and a flower in his button-hole,like a king at the head of his army. Yes, there were good timescoming; and, when his master let him have a pull at the leavings ofhis beer, Tom was the jolliest boy in the whole town.One day a smart little groom rode into the court where Tom lived.Tom was just hiding behind a wall, to heave half a brick at hishorse's legs, as is the custom of that country when they welcomestrangers; but the groom saw him, and halloed to him to know whereMr. Grimes, the chimney-sweep, lived. Now, Mr. Grimes was Tom'sown master, and Tom was a good man of business, and always civil tocustomers, so he put the half-brick down quietly behind the wall,and proceeded to take orders.Mr. Grimes was to come up next morning to Sir John Harthover's, atthe Place, for his old chimney-sweep was gone to prison, and thechimneys wanted sweeping. And so he rode away, not giving Tom timeto ask what the sweep had gone to prison for, which was a matter ofinterest to Tom, as he had been in prison once or twice himself.Moreover, the groom looked so very neat and clean, with his drabgaiters, drab breeches, drab jacket, snow-white tie with a smartpin in it, and clean round ruddy face, that Tom was offended anddisgusted at his appearance, and considered him a stuck-up fellow,who gave himself airs because he wore smart clothes, and otherpeople paid for them; and went behind the wall to fetch the half-brick after all; but did not, remembering that he had come in theway of business, and was, as it were, under a flag of truce.His master was so delighted at his new customer that he knocked Tomdown out of hand, and drank more beer that night than he usuallydid in two, in order to be sure of getting up in time next morning;for the more a man's head aches when he wakes, the more glad he isto turn out, and have a breath of fresh air. Digital Content>E-books>Young Readers>Juv Young Reader>Juv Young Reader, SAP Digital >16<

ISBN: 2940013477179

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