Doctor Marigold, Charles Dickens [read any book .txt] 📗

illings, say five, say two andsix. You don't say even two and six? You say two and three? No.You shan't have the lot for two and three. I'd sooner give it toyou, if you was good-looking enough. Here! Missis! Chuck the oldman and woman into the cart, put the horse to, and drive 'em awayand bury 'em!" Such were the last words of Willum Marigold, my ownfather, and they were carried out, by him and by his wife, my ownmother, on one and the same day, as I ought to know, having followedas mourner.

My father had been a lovely one in his time at the Cheap Jack work,as his dying observations went to prove. But I top him. I don'tsay it because it's myself, but because it has been universallyacknowledged by all that has had the means of comparison. I haveworked at it. I have measured myself against other publicspeakers,--Members of Parliament, Platforms, Pulpits, Counsellearned in the law,--and where I have found 'em good, I have took abit of imagination from 'em, and where I have found 'em