HOW IT WAS.

Thames Star, Volume XI, Issue 3505, 19 March 1880, Page 2

HOW IT WAS.

"Sam Jones and Tom Scott, I'm looking down on you!" exclaimed, the court as two lads of tea wiped their nbiei under the shadow o£ the gloomy bar. . ; " I'm hungry!" gasped Sam. ."So am I!" put in Tom. ■ _ ..■,-, Vlt'g appalling to think how you can stand there and not tremble!!'sharply remarked his Honor. "I am t-tremblin'," replied Sam. " So am I," added Tom. - "To think that two boys like you would engage in a street fight; and collect a crowd of old women, loafers, and dogs! Why, I don't know whether to send iyou up for twenty years apiece or hare you hung!" ' ; . " Yere's how it was," tearfully began Sam, in explanation. "I was eating a piece, of butter and bread oil our-own door-step, saying nuthink to even a dog, when this boy. earned, along and: said ho wanted to hire my mouth for a circus tent. lis a boy as don't like to be pioked on, and I jumped down and gate him a> cuff on the ear for his mother. My mouth hain't any bigger nor his, and I'll bet on it and let you hold the stakes." His Honour turned to Tom, and Tom ' said : : ' " Yer see, I was goin' down Crogham street to get two cents worth of alum for maw to hold in her mouth to cure the headache. I seed this yere prize fighter' 'a eatin' of some pmrvishuns. He was takin'the awfullest biggest bites you ever seed. When he opened .hit. movth X couldn't Bee his eyebrows'tall, and til I , said was, that X was glad I wasn't a hunk of gum layin' around when ha could find me. Then he fit, I fit, and I'm awful sorry. . .. •t . . "Judge, that air boy steals derftP protested Sam. "And he throws stans, at street kyars!' exclaimed Tom. Bijah was strapping them down to tht planks, and his Honour was greasing the buek-iaw whea the mdionet went out.

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It should be pointed out with continual earnestness, says Ruskin, that the essence of lying is in deception, not in words. A lie may be told by^silence, by equivocation, by the accent-on a syllable, by a glance of the eye attaching a peculiar significance to a sentence; and all these kinds of lies ere worse and baser by many degrees than a lie plainly worded; .10 that no form of blinded conscience is so far sunk as that which comforts itself for having deceived, because the deception was by gesture or silence instead of utterance; and, finally, according _to .Tennyson's trenchant line, " A lie which is half a truth ia ever the worst of lies."