A FERVET TUBBER.

New Zealand Graphic, Volume VI, Issue 26, 28 June 1890, Page 20

A FERVET TUBBER.

The extract which follows is the latter portion of a thirdstandard lad’s essay on ‘Cleanliness’: —‘Do not say that you are feared of making yourself elean, just becose it is cold and it hurts to get the dirt oft', or becose the suds get into your eye. For when you are clean, people never edge away from you, never mind about your clothes, but they say unto you like our that it is next to godly ness. Be thankful unto him becose your mothers can afford soap, and because they make you use it. Also when your mother puts her finger down your coat-neck afore breakfast, and peeps to see if there’s any black there and then sends you back to the sink again to wash yourself better, say unto her, yes mother, also smiling. On Saturday nights also say unto her, mother don’t forget to get my bath tub reddy for me, and a new piece of soap, for I love to wash myself or corse ot cleanliness, for it is next to godlyness. Do not be the same as them there blacks, and Amerikens, ami Ingoes, which just splashes their faces with water and no soap, and never gets inside of a tub, o.nly paddling about bits of rivers. When yon say to a dirty boy, ‘ Dirty Dick wants the stick,’ only say it about once, so as he can’t say as you are wickid. Say unto him, look at the thoteful cat, which spits on its pores just to get a bit of farther for a fair start, and then wipes its nose and into its eyes, also behind its ears not counting over. Then say unto him as it will acshelly lick itself where it can’t get its pores, rather than be hitching anywhere’s round. Tell him to look at the necks of masters and superintendants and preachers, and he will never find a ring, which is always a sine as you have not gone far down.’