. Platform echoes: or, Living truths for head and heart . warntall putrified, every one onem. Again the audienceshouted. Now, look ere, I doantwant none o your ollering;I want to make this erespeech what some of thelearned gentlemen call a prac-ticable speech. There s Dickower there. Dick bobbedhis head down when I said, Dick. Everybody knowsDick. He d share his lastcrust wi a brother pitman,and lend his tools to hisbrother workman if heknowd he d pawn em next day. Dick would lie on hisback sixteen hours pickin coal, and spend t other eighttakkin keer o a sick child ut belonged to a neighbor,
. Platform echoes: or, Living truths for head and heart . warntall putrified, every one onem. Again the audienceshouted. Now, look ere, I doantwant none o your ollering;I want to make this erespeech what some of thelearned gentlemen call a prac-ticable speech. There s Dickower there. Dick bobbedhis head down when I said, Dick. Everybody knowsDick. He d share his lastcrust wi a brother pitman,and lend his tools to hisbrother workman if heknowd he d pawn em next day. Dick would lie on hisback sixteen hours pickin coal, and spend t other eighttakkin keer o a sick child ut belonged to a neighbor, Dickwould. But what did Dick bob his head down fur when Isaid Dick ? Dick, my lad, you knows me and I knows want to ax you a question. D ye remember that bitterNovember night when th wind was drivin the sleet throughthe thick cloas of a man, an you sent your little lassout, an she had but one garment on her, an that was acling-. CUTTING A BASH. 166 AN APPEAL TO TOM. •• fV net and you sent her wi. , j i L.„.n hlnp lees wi tii uci, *u jw ,;: ?: lethal st I on her bare L tputtbla^otUeonthc ter ? you sent 1 p ,• • .„, tV>pre was your alt- ^side. Ah, Dick, that was bad I -y, 1 d, as turned th lass out that nvght? No> « ^ , tofc did that. Downwith dunk, an up Thats my doctrine. ^ ^^ Tom there, just such anotheras Dick. Tom bobbedhis head down when Isaid -Tom: Ah, every-body knows him. Iwant to ax yen a ques-tion, Tom. What didyou promise the lasswhen you took her fromher mothers ome?Didnt you promise tolove her, an* cherish her,^ a u Tom Wh> gied heran Protect her. *^£*>^M h!r down th black eye three weeks since. ^ stairs an tore her flesh frcm hev wrist to bey^b she covered the place owerwiher apron anUes to shield yen, an said she tumbled Ak th , , was I Tom as struck a woman? Waslads. Was t J ,„„,,/,/nnt threw his wife down th stairs No, „|a, ., „ did it. Down with th d
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