NONE OF HIS BUSINESS.
A poor little street Arab was brought into hospital by the police. He had been run over by an omnibus and was badly injured. The chaplain was sent for, as it was thought improbable that the boy would live many hours. With little taet the chaplain began the interview thus: ‘My boy, the doctors think you are very much hurt. Have you been a good little boy?’ Boy (much bored): ‘You git aout.’ Chaplain (shocked): ‘But I am afraid you are not a good little boy, and you know you may perhaps be going to die.’
Boy (anxious to end the interview): ‘Well, faint none o’ your business any’ow. Wot’s me death got to go with you? ’Ave you got a pal in the corffin line?’ It is pleasant to be able to relate that this boy finally recovered.
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXII, Issue I, 7 January 1899, Page 32
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143NONE OF HIS BUSINESS. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXII, Issue I, 7 January 1899, Page 32
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