Tales and Novels, vol 2 | Page 3

Maria Edgeworth
the toast.
Mr. Jervas, on whom all eyes were fixed, after thanking the company
for their welcome home, took his seat at the table; and in compliance
with Mr. R----'s request, and the wishes of all present, related to them
his story nearly in the following manner:
"Where I was born, or who were my parents, I do not well know myself;

nor can I recollect who was my nurse, or whether I was ever nursed at
all: but, luckily, these circumstances are not of much importance to the
world. The first thing which I can distinctly remember is the being set,
along with a number of children of my own age, to pick and wash loose
ore of tin mixed with the earth, which in those days we used to call
shoad, or _squad_--I don't know what you call it now."
"We call it squad to this day, master," interrupted one of the miners.
"I might be at this time, I suppose," continued the gentleman, "about
five or six years old; and from that time till I was thirteen I worked in
the mine where we were yesterday. From the bottom of my heart I
rejoice that the times are bettered for youngsters since then; for I know
I had a hard life of it.
"My good master, here, never knew any thing of the matter but I was
cruelly used by those under him. First, the oldwoman--Betty Morgan, I
think, was her name--who set us our tasks of picking and washing the
squad, was as cross as the rheumatism could make her. She never
picked an ounce herself, but made us do her heap for her among us; and
I being the youngest, it was shoved down to me. Often and often my
day's wages were kept back, not having done this woman's task; and I
did not dare to tell my master the truth, lest she should beat me. But,
God rest her soul! she was an angel of light in comparison with the
_trap-door keeper_, who was my next tyrant.
"It was our business to open and shut certain doors, that were placed in
the mine for letting in air to the different galleries: but my young tyrant
left them every one to me to take care of; and I was made to run to and
fro, till I had scarcely breath in my body, while every miner in turn was
swearing at me for the idlest little fellow upon the surface of the earth;
though the surface of the earth, alas! was a place on which I had never
yet, to my knowledge, set my foot.
"In my own defence, I made all the excuses I could think of; and, from
excuses, I went on to all kinds of deceit: for tyranny and injustice
always produce cunning and falsehood.

"One day, having shut all the doors on my side of the mine, I left three
open on my companion's side. The men, I thought, would not go to
work on that side of the mine for a day or two: but in this I was
mistaken; and about noon I was alarmed by the report of a man having
been killed in one of the galleries for want of fresh air.
"The door-keepers were summoned before the overseer; or, as you call
him, the viewer. I was the youngest, and the blame was all laid upon
me. The man, who had only swooned, recovered; but I was thrashed
and thrashed for the neglect of another person, till the viewer was tired.
"A weary life I led afterwards with my friend the door-keeper, who was
enraged against me for having told the truth.
"In process of time, as I grew stronger and bigger, I was set to other
work. First, I was employed at the barrow; and then a pick-axe and a
_gad_[Footnote: A gad is a tool used in mines; it resembles a smith's
punch.] were put into my hands; and I thought myself a great man.--It
was my fate to fall among the idlest set in the mine. I observed that
those men who worked by task, and who had the luck to hit upon easy
beds of the rock, were not obliged to work more than three or four
hours a day: they got high wages with little labour; and they spent their
money jollily above-ground in the ale-houses, as I heard. I did not
know that these jolly fellows often left their wives and families starving
while they were getting drunk.
"I longed for the time when I should be a man, and do as I saw others
do. I longed for the days when I should be able to drink and be idle;
and, in the mean time, I set all my wits
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