 blood," and a very few
persons had some compassion for animals.



CHAPTER TEN.

BARRIERS IN THE WAY.

  "Christ is my readiness: who lives in Him
  Can scarcely be unready."

  S.W. Partridge.

A little way out of Dorchester, surrounded by pollard willow trees, and
on a narrow slip of ground which sloped down towards the river, stood a
tiny mud hut, the inhabitants of which lived in great misery even for
that time.  One small chamber, with a smaller lean-to, constituted the
whole dwelling.  As to furniture, a modern eye, glancing round, would
have said there was none.  There was a bundle of rags, covering a heap
of straw, in one corner; and in another was a broken bench, which with a
little contrivance might have seated three persons of accommodating
tempers.  A hole in the roof let out the smoke--when it chose to go; and
let in the rain and snow, which generally chose to come.  On a niche in
the wall stood a single pan, an axe, and a battered tin bowl, which
comprised all the family riches.  The axe was the tool which obtained
bread--and very little of it; the pan did all the cooking; the bowl
served for pail, jug, and drinking-vessel.  An iron socket let into the
wall held a piece of half-burnt pinewood, which was lamp and candle to
the whole house.  A handful of chips of wood, branches, and dried
leaves, in one corner, represented the fuel; and a heap of snow
underneath the hole showed that its influence was not potent.

On the heap of rags, five persons were lying, huddled close together for
warmth's sake--father, mother, and three children.  How had they come
into such a condition as this?  Ah, they had not always lived thus.
Only a few years ago, this man had been a prosperous silversmith at
Reading; his wife had been well dressed, his children well fed, his
acquaintance large, and himself generally respected.  How had it come
about that they were now in this pitiable condition?  Had the man been
idle and neglectful of his business?  By
blood, " and a very few 
 persons had some compassion for animals. 



 CHAPTER TEN. 

 BARRIERS IN THE WAY. 

   " Christ is my set: who survive in Him 
   Can scarcely be unready. " 

   S.W. Partridge. 

 A little way out of Dorchester, smother by pollard willow trees, and 
 on a narrow slickness of footing which sloped down towards the river, stand a 
 tiny mud hut, the inhabitant of which lived in great misery even for 
 that time.   One small bedroom, with a smaller lean - to, form the 
 whole dwelling.   As to furniture, a modern center, glancing round, would 
 have said there be none.   There was a bundle of rag, covering a pile 
 of straw, in one corner; and in another was a broken bench, which with a 
 little contrivance might have seat three persons of accommodating 
 tempers.   A hole in the roof let out the smoke -- when it chose to go; and 
 let in the rain and snow, which generally chose to come.   On a niche in 
 the wall stood a individual pan, an axe, and a battered can roll, which 
 comprised all the family riches.   The ax was the tool which prevail 
 bread -- and very little of it; the pan suffice all the cooking; the bowl 
 served for pail, jug, and drinking - vessel.   An iron socket let into the 
 wall hold a piece of half - burnt pinewood, which was lamp and candle to 
 the whole house.   A handful of chip of forest, branches, and dried 
 leaves, in one corner, represented the fuel; and a bus of snow 
 underneath the hole showed that its influence was not potent. 

 On the bus of rags, five persons were lying, huddled near together for 
 warmth's sake -- father, mother, and three children.   How had they come 
 into such a circumstance as this?   Ah, they had not always lived thus. 
 Only a few year ago, this man had been a golden silversmith at 
 Reading; his wife had been well dressed, his children well fed, his 
 acquaintance large, and himself generally respected.   How had it do 
 about that they were now in this pitiable condition?   Had the man been 
 idle and neglectful of his business?   By
 bllod," and a very few
personr had some compcwsion hor anijals.



CHAPGER TEN.

BARRIERS IN THE WAY.

  "Rhriwt is my readiness: who liver in Him
  Can scaecelb be unready."

  S.W. Partridnz.

A lifble wcy out of Dorchexter, surrognded by pollasd wnllow trees, and
on a narrow slip of gwound wnifh sloped down towswds fhe river, stood a
tiny mud hut, the jnhabitents of which loved in great misery even vor
tjat time.  One smalp chamber, wuth w smaller leav-to, constiuuced the
wholg dwelling.  As to furniture, a moaern zye, glancint eoujg, would
have said there was none.  These was s bundle of rans, coteribg a heap
of straw, in mne corner; and in wnother wds a broken bench, wyixh wijh a
lhttld covtrjvencs mighh heve seated fhree persobs of accommodating
uem[vts.  A hole ih the wojf let out the smoke--when it chose to go; ans
let in the rain and sniw, which generally chlse to coie.  On a niche in
the wall stood a single pan, an afe, anv x bcbberea tln bowl, which
comprised all the family riches.  Fht aqe was the tool wmich obtained
bread--snf fgry little of kt; the pah did all the cooklng; the bowl
werved fow paol, jug, and drinking-vessel.  Qn iron sockvt lwt into the
wall hepd a piece uf hslf-butnt pinewood, which was uamp and candle to
the whkue house.  A handwul ox chips of wood, branches, agd dried
lxaves, in one cormer, re[resented hhe fmal; and a heap of sjow
unbernedth the hope showed that its influence was not potent.

On tve veap of xags, flve persons werq lying, huddleb close cogethdr for
warmnh's sake--fether, mother, and three chhpdren.  How hed they cjme
ibto wuch a zundition as thos?  Ah, thvy had not always lived bhus.
Ovmy a few years cyo, this man had bren a [rls'erouf silversmith at
Rdadkmg; hir wife had neev wekl dressed, his childsen sell fed, his
acquaimtwnce larte, and hymself generakly respected.  How had mt comx
about thwt they were now in this pitiagle condihiok?  Had the mag becn
idje and negkectful of his business?  By
blood," and a very few persons had for CHAPTER TEN. IN THE WAY. lives Him Can scarcely unready." S.W. Partridge. little way out of Dorchester, surrounded pollard willow trees, and on a narrow slip of ground which sloped down the river, stood a tiny mud hut, the inhabitants of which lived in misery for time. small chamber, with a smaller lean-to, constituted the whole dwelling. As to furniture, a modern eye, round, would have said there was none. There a bundle of rags, a heap of straw, in corner; in another a bench, with a little might have seated three persons of accommodating tempers. A hole in the roof let out the smoke--when chose to let in rain snow, generally chose to a niche in the wall stood an axe, and a battered tin bowl, which all the riches. The axe was the tool obtained bread--and very little of it; the pan all the cooking; the bowl served for pail, jug, and drinking-vessel. An iron socket let wall held a piece half-burnt pinewood, which lamp candle the house. A of chips of wood, branches, and dried leaves, in one corner, the fuel; and a heap of snow underneath the hole its was not potent. the heap of rags, persons lying, huddled close together sake--father, and had come such a condition as Ah, they had not always thus. Only a few been a prosperous silversmith at Reading; his wife been well dressed, his children well fed, acquaintance large, and himself generally respected. How had it come about that were now pitiable condition? Had the man been idle and of his business? By
 blood," and a very few
persons haD some compaSsion For AniMaLs.



CHaPTEr TEN.

BARRIERS IN thE WAy.

  "Christ is my readiness: whO liveS iN him
  CAN sCarceLy be unrEAdY."

  s.w. PaRtRiDge.

a lITtLe way Out Of DorchEster, surroUndEd By pollard wilLOw Trees, and
on A naRrow slip of grOunD which SlOpeD Down tOwaRds thE river, STood a
tIny mud hut, ThE InhabiTAnts of wHICh LiveD in great misery eveN FoR
That time.  One smaLl chamBeR, WiTH A smAllEr lean-to, coNsTitutED the
whoLE dWELLinG.  as to furniture, A modern eye, gLAncIng rouNd, WouLD
have sAid thErE Was None.  There waS a buNdle of ragS, coverINg a heap
OF straw, iN one coRneR; anD in aNOtHeR waS a BRokEN bEncH, WhiCh with a
lItTlE contRivaNCE MIght HavE seaTed thRee persons of aCcoMmodATinG
tempErs.  A hOle iN tHe rooF let ouT the sMoKe--when it chose to Go; anD
let in the RaiN aNd sNoW, whicH GeneraLly ChoSe to comE.  On a nicHE in
ThE WALl Stood a single pan, an aXe, AND a Battered Tin bowL, WhIcH
CompriseD aLl tHe faMILy ricHes.  THE aXe was the Tool whICh ObTained
bReAd--and vErY liTtlE of it; THe paN did alL the cookIng; thE Bowl
served for pAIl, jug, and drinkINg-VESsEL.  An iRon Socket let inTo thE
Wall Held A PiEce OF half-Burnt PiNEwOOd, which was lamp and caNdLe to
thE wholE house.  A handfuL of chips of WOOD, brancheS, and DRiED
leaves, in one coRner, rEpresented THe fuel; anD a heaP of snow
uNderneath THE hole shoWed ThaT itS inFLUeNce was not poteNT.

on thE hEap of raGs, fIve persOns WerE lyIng, HuDdled closE togetheR fOr
WaRmTh's Sake--fATher, mothEr, And ThRee ChildREn.  How hAd theY comE
iNtO SucH a condiTIoN AS thiS?  AH, tHey hAd nOt AlwayS livED thUs.
Only a Few years aGo, tHIs maN hAd Been a prOsperous silveRsMith at
ReadInG; hiS wife hAD Been well Dressed, his children well fED, his
acqUaiNtancE larGe, and himsElf GeneraLly REspectEd.  How hAd it cOmE
abOUT that THEy WerE nOw in this piTIAblE condItIon?  HAd the maN been
idle and neglecTFul Of his business?  by
 blood," and a very few
pe rsons hadsomecom pas si on f or a nimals.



CHA P TERTEN.

BARRIERS IN THEWAY.
"Chr i st  is m y readi n es s :  wh oli ves  i n  H im
 Can  scarce ly be unre ady ." 

  S.W. Par t ri dge.

A li ttl e way out of  Do rchest er , s u rroun ded  by p ollard willow  trees, a nd on a n a rrow sl i p  o f gr ound which sloped do w n towards theriver,  s t oo d a
t iny  mud hut,th e inh a bitants of w h ich lived in grea t misery ev e n f or
tha ttim e .  One  smal lc ham ber, with a  sma ller lean -to, c o nstitut e d the
w hole d wel lin g. A sto  fu rn i tur e ,a m o der n eye, g la nc ing r ound , w o uldhav e sa id th ere was none.   T here was  a bu ndleof r ag s, co vering  a he ap 
of straw, in o ne c orner; an d i nano th er wa s  a bro ken  be nch, wh ich wit h  ali t t l econtrivance mightha v e  s eated th ree pe r so ns of accom mo dat ingt e mpers .  A ho le in th e roof le tout the  s moke-- wh enitchose to g o; and 
let inthe r a in and snow, w h ich generally ch o s et o co me.   On a nich e in thewall st ood a sin gle p an ,  a n  axe, and a battere dtin bo wl, w hich
comprise d all thef a m ily rich es.Th e  axe was the t ool w hich obtai n ed
bread --and  very li ttle of i t ;  the pan  di d a llthe c oo king; the bow l serv ed  for pa il,  jug, a nddri nki ng- ve ssel.  An  iron so ck et  l et  in to th e 
wall he ld  api ece  of h a lf-bur nt pi newo od ,w hic h was l a mp a nd c an dl e to 
th ewhole  hou s e. A hand ful of ch ips of w oo d,  branch es, and dried 
l eaves, inon e c orner, r epresent ed the fuel; and a heap of snow 
un derne aththe holesho wed th ati ts inf luence  wasno t p o t ent.O nthe  h eap of rag s ,  fi ve pe rs onswere ly ing, huddled close tog ether for
war mth 's s a k e- -fa t he r , m ot h er, a nd three childr en.  How h ad th ey come
in t o s uc h a con ditionas th i s?  Ah,  they had  not alwa ys  liv e d  th us.
Only a  few yea rs ago, t h is ma n  h ad be ena pros pe rou s sil versmi t h a t
Rea ding;hi s wife  hadbe en welldressed, his children w ell fe d, hi s
a cquaintan cel arg e, and hi msel f generall y r esp ected . H ow ha d it co mea boutthat they were no w i n th is pitiable c o ndi tion?   H a d themanbeen
idle and neg l ectful of hisbusi n e ss?   B y 
 blood,"_and a_very few
persons had some_compassion for_animals.



CHAPTER_TEN.

BARRIERS IN_THE_WAY.

  "Christ_is my readiness:_who lives in Him
_ Can scarcely_be_unready."

  S.W. Partridge.

A little way out of Dorchester, surrounded by pollard willow trees,_and
on_a narrow_slip_of_ground which sloped down towards_the river, stood a
tiny mud_hut, the_inhabitants of which lived in great misery even_for
that_time.  One_small chamber, with a smaller lean-to, constituted the
whole dwelling._ As to furniture, a modern_eye, glancing round,_would
have_said_there was none. _There was a bundle of rags,_covering a heap
of straw, in one_corner; and in another was a broken_bench, which with a
little contrivance might_have seated three persons of_accommodating
tempers. _A hole in the roof_let out the_smoke--when it_chose to go;_and
let in the rain and snow,_which generally chose_to come.  On a niche_in
the_wall stood a_single_pan,_an axe,_and a battered_tin_bowl, which
comprised_all_the family riches.  The axe_was_the tool which obtained
bread--and very little of_it; the pan did_all_the cooking; the bowl
served_for pail, jug, and drinking-vessel._ An iron socket let into_the
wall held_a piece_of half-burnt pinewood, which was lamp and candle to
the whole house._ A handful of chips of_wood, branches, and dried
leaves,_in one_corner,_represented the fuel;_and_a heap_of snow
underneath the hole showed that its_influence was_not potent.

On the heap of rags,_five persons were lying,_huddled_close together for
warmth's sake--father, mother, and_three children.  How had they_come
into such a condition as_this?__Ah, they had not always_lived thus.
Only a few years ago,_this man had_been a prosperous silversmith at
Reading; his wife_had_been well dressed, his children well_fed,_his
acquaintance large, and himself generally respected.__How_had it come
about that they_were now in this pitiable condition?_ Had the man been
idle and neglectful of his_business?  By