The Water-Babies [antikvár]

THE WATER-BABIES. o CHAPTER I. NCE upon a time there was a little chjymne^and his name was Tom. He lived in a great town ^ in the North couAtry, where there were plenty of chimneys to sweep, and plenty of money for Tom to earn and his master to spend. He could neither read nor write, and did not care to do either; and he never wasfytd himself* for there was no water up the court where he lived. He had never been taugíit to say his prayers. He had never heard of God or of Christ. He cried haíf his time, and laughed the er He cried when he had to climK the dark flues, rubbing his poor knees and albows raw ; and when the soot got into his eyes, which it did eWry day in the week; and when his máster beat him, which he did every day in the week; and when he had not enough to