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"Britons Never Will be Slaves.

Mrs Bob Bull was the wife of a British workman, and she got up at 4 o'clock m the morning. "Must rise early," she said, "to see that my man has his breakfast." So she lighted the fire and put the kettle on to boil, and laid the cloth and swept out the rooms. Then down came Bob rather m a bad humour because he had been late overnight at the '' Cock and Bottle," detained (as he explained to his wife) by a discussion about the rights of labour. "Of course," says Mrs Bull, "and why shouldn't you, after a hard day's work, enjoy yourself V But Bob contended that he had not enjoyed himself, although he undoubtedly had expended two shillings and eight pence upon refreshment. What Bob wanted to know was why there was a button off his coat, an<? why his waistcoat had not been properly mended. "Well, I was busy with the children's things," repled Mrs Bob; "but I will put all straight when you have gone to work." "Gone to work, indeed !" grumbled Bob," "Yes, it's I that does all the work, and worse luck to it!" The moment Bob was out of the house Mrs|Bob got the children up, and dressed them, and gave them their breakfast, and sent them off to school. When they were gone she " tidied up " and dressed baby. Then she did one of " the bits of washing" that came from a family m whose service she had been before she married Bob, and that family's connection. And this occupied her fully, without any soaking, mangling, and ironing, until it was time to carry Bob his dinner. In the pauses of her work she had been able to cook it, and it was quite ready to go with her when ehe was prepared to take it. It was a long walk (m the rain) to Bob's place of work, and it seemed, the longer because she could not leave the baby. But both got there, and the dinner without any accident. And then Mrs Bob hurried back togivethechildren, now home from school, their midday meal. And Mrs Bob had plenty of work to do afterwards. She had to mend and to scrub and to sweep and to sew. She was not off her legs a moment, and, had she been a weaker woman, she. would have been thoroughly done tip. Then came the children's evening toilet and the cooking of Bob's supper. Her lord and master entered m due course, and she helped him off with his coat, and when he had finished his food lighted his pipe for him. ** Mended my clothes ?" asked Bob. " Of course I have." " And washed my linen, and druv nails into my boots, and baked the bread, and pickled the walnuts, and all the rest of it?". "Yes, Bob, I have done them alk— everyone of them." This put Bob into a better temper, and he took up an evening paper and began to read. " I say," said he, " what do you think ? They have got white slaves m Turkey." "You don't say so, Bob !" replied Mrs Bob lost m amazement. Then she said as she paused, tidying up'the room, "Ah! they wouldn't allow anything of that sort m England—would they, Bob ?" And Bob, smoking his pipe and sprawling before the fire, agreed with her. — "Punch."

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"Britons Never Will be Slaves., Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2472, 23 July 1890

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"Britons Never Will be Slaves. Ashburton Guardian, Volume VII, Issue 2472, 23 July 1890

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