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Doctor Bolus and His Patients

Doctor Bolus and His Patients

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George was frightened and very angry, but scrambled out of the water, and wandered about for an hour or two in his wet clothes, fearing to go home, and wishing he had gone

to school. At last he started for home; a carriage passing him, he jumped up behind it for a ride, but soon received a severe blow from the driver’s whip. He then hurt himself in jumping off the carriage, but soon reached home, wet, tired, lame and dirty, and received a severe punishment from his father.

THE LOTTERY.

Above you have a picture of the drawing of a lottery. The wheels are turned to mix up the numbers; a boy then draws a number from one wheel, and then another boy draws from another wheel a blank or prize as it may be. This is a sort of gambling, and many lads have begun with buying a ticket in some little lottery, and from that been led on to shame, disgrace and ruin.

Fortune Teller; The Beggar

LONG JAKE,
THE ENGLISH BEGGAR.

Jacob Longley, or ‘long Jake,’ as he was afterwards called, was born in London. His parents were beggars, and they trained Jacob to their business. When very small he was sent out with an older sister that he might learn how to beg. When

a little older, he was sent alone; sometimes in rags, to get charity by his raggedness, at other times well dressed, to tell a story of sickness and suffering at home. If not successful in getting money, he was made to go without his supper, and sometimes beaten.

Poor Jake was never taught that lying was wrong, but was praised if

he could get money by an artful story, and did not know that begging was any more dishonorable than working. How thankful ought those children to be who are taught what is right, while so many others are taught to do wrong.

When Jake grew older, he became very expert in learning how to frame and tell a tale of wo, and how to assume an appearance of want. In this country we see little of the deception practised by beggars in other countries. The appearance of feebleness or lameness is put on, a

leg is sometimes doubled up and a wooden leg substituted for it, deafness and blindness are assumed, and many other arts are resorted to, to move the charitable feelings of the benevolent.

When Jake became a man he continued to beg, assuming more and more the appearance of misery; sometimes professing to be a soldier,

or a wrecked sailor, sometimes pretending to have lost all he had by fire, sometimes to have been disabled by a long sickness. Sometimes he appeared to be a very old and infirm man, but when teazed by rude boys they would learn to their sorrow that he could run after them very rapidly, and lay his staff over them with heavy blows; but directly

would appear a feeble old man again. Jake gained a living without work, but it was but a poor living, in ignorance, and sin, and often in want.

At last he came in reality to be an old man, and a fit object of charity. Too feeble to beg, he was sent to the workhouse; he had lived but a poor life here, and died in ignorance of the way to secure happiness in the life to come.

THE DUNCE CAP.

We have here a picture of Miss Judith standing on the dunce block for not learning her lesson. She did not soon forget it, nor soon fail again to learn her lesson. The dunce block and dunce cap are now out of fashion; perhaps if they were more used in school, we should have fewer grown up dunces in the world.

THE DRUNKARD.

“The drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty, and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags.”—Prov. xxiii. 21.

A pipe in mouth, a jug in hand,
A haggard face and pale,
A slovenly dress, a slouching gait—
These tell the drunkard’s tale.


A dirty house, a weeping wife,
Children inclined to roam,
A cheerless hearth, an empty board—
These mark the drunkard’s home.


The vulgar song, the ribald jest,
Confusion, slang, and noise,
The cheating game, the madd’ning draught—
These are the drunkard’s joys.


A wasted youth, a manhood lost,
Old age without a friend,
A workhouse, or, perhaps, a jail—
Such is the drunkard’s end.


An angry Judge, a conscience raked
Through endless years to come,
A knawing worm that dieth not—
Such is the drunkard’s doom.

CLEANLINESS,
ITS ADVANTAGES AND DISADVANTAGES.

A civil, quick, and steady lad
Was wanting once a place,
But nobody would

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