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"I am sorry, Peter Riot, that you should have been so mean as to do the widow this injury, and to allow another boy to be charged with the offence. If you had broken the window by accident, you would have had to pay for it; a sterner punishment must be dealt you now you have done it wilfully. The judgment of the court is, that you pay half-a-crown to the public chest, and make an apology to the Widow Careful for the trouble you have caused her."
Riot made his apology to the widow in the afternoon, and she forgave him for his misconduct.
THE RAINY DAY.
The day is cold and dark and dreary,
My life is cold and dark and dreary,
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining-
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
H. W. Longfellow.
BY THEIR RIGHT NAMES.
Charles: Papa, you grow very lazy. winter you used to tell us stories, and now you never tell us any; and we have all got round the fire ready to hear you. Pray, dear papa, let us have a good one.
Father: With all my heart-what shall it be?
C. A bloody murder, papa.
F. A bloody murder! Well then-Once upon a time, some men dressed all alike—
C. With black crape over their faces?
F. No: they had steel caps on; these men having crossed a dark heath, wound cautiously along the skirts of a deep forest—
C. They were ill-looking fellows, I dare say?
F. I cannot say so. On the contrary, they were as tall, fine-looking men, as you have ever seen Leaving on their right hand an old ruined tower on the hill
C. At midnight, just as the clock struck twelve, was it not, papa?
F. No, really; it was on a fine summer's morning;- they moved forward one behind
C. I suppose they walked very quietly, and crept under the hedges?
F. On the contrary, they walked remarkably upright-and so far from trying to be quiet and still, they made a loud noise as they came along with several kinds of instruments.
C. But, papa, they would be found out immediately.
F. They did not seem to wish to hide themselves; on the contrary, they gloried in what they were about. They moved forward, I say, to a plain, where stood a neat, pretty village, which they set on fire.
Č. Set a village on fire! Oh, the wicked
F. And while it was burning, they murdered twenty thousand men.
C. Oh, fie! papa! you don't intend that I should believe this. What! did the twenty thousand men lay still, and let them cut their throats?
F. No, certainly; they resisted as long as they could.
C. How, then, should these men kill twenty thousand people?
F. Why not? the murderers were thirty thousand.
C. Oh! now I have found you out. You are talking about a BATTLE.
F. Of course I am. I do not know of a murder half so bloody. All battles are murders, by whatever fine names we may call them.
Then I saw in my dream, that when they were got out of the wilderness, they presently saw a town before them, and the name of that town is Vanity; and at the town there is a fair kept, called Vanity Fair. It is kept all the year long. It beareth the name of Vanity Fair because the town where it is kept is lighter than Vanity, and also because all that is there sold, or that cometh there, is Vanity.
The fair has been founded of old time, and was set up by Beelzebub and his companions. They, seeing that the way of the pilgrims to the celestial country lay through the town of Vanity, contrived here to set up a fair; a fair wherein should be sold all sorts of vanity, and that it should last all the year long. Therefore at the fair are all such merchandise sold as houses, land, trades, places, honours, titles, countries, kingdoms, pleasures and delights of all sorts, as harlots, wives, husbands, children, masters, servants, lives, blood, bodies, souls, silver, gold, pearls, precious stones, and what
And, moreover, at this fair there is at all times to be seen juggling, cheats, games, plays, fools, apes, knaves, and rogues, and that of every kind.
Here are to be seen, too, and that for nothing, thefts, murders, adulteries, false swearers, and that of a blood-red colour.
Now, as I said, the way to the celestial country lies just through this town, where this lively fair
is kept; and he that will go to the city and yet not through this town must needs go "out of the world." The Prince of princes himself (Jesus Christ) when here, went through this town to his own country, and that upon a fair day, too. Yea, and as I think, it was Beelzebub, the chief lord of this fair, that invited him to buy of his vanities; yea, would have made him lord of the fair-would he but have done him reverence as he went through the town. Yea, because he was such a person of honour, Beelzebub had him from street to street, and showed him all the kingdoms of the world in a little time, that he might, if possible, allure the blessed One to buy some of his vanities. But he had no mind to the merchandize, and therefore left the town without laying out so much as one farthing upon these vanities. This fair, therefore, is an ancient thing of long standing, and a very great fair. Now these pilgrims, as I said, must needs go through this fair. Well, so they did; but, behold, even as they entered into the fair, all the people in the fair were moved, and the town itself, as it were, in a hubbub, about them, and that for several reasons.
First, the pilgrims were clothed with such kind of raiment as was different from the raiment of any that traded in the fair. The people, therefore, of the fair, made a great gazing upon them; some said they were fools, some they were bedlams, and some they were outlandish men.
Secondly, they wondered at their speech, for few could understand what they said. They