ke them ill,
the more salts were given to them by the doctor, who gained his point
and his revenge."

"Well, that's a funny story, doctor; and since you know how to cure it,
the first time I meet with a sick goose I'll send him to you."

"Many thanks; but, as it is, there's plenty of geese to send for the
doctor."

"That's true enough. And now, Master Jack, you've had quite enough for
your penny and I won't allow Ben to be kept waiting any longer."

"You are not going to tell any more stories, doctor?" said I.

"Why, you mud-larking vagabond, you don't mean to say that I've told
stories? Be off with you! And, I say, as you pass round the corner,
just tell Tom that I'm coming home directly."

"Won't that be a story, doctor?" said I, as I went out of the door. I
heard them both laugh, but I did not hear what they said.

CHAPTER TWELVE.

I PREFER A SUIT TO OLD NANNY, AND PROCURE A NEW SUIT OF CLOTHES--THE
ADVANTAGE OF BEING WELL DRESSED--YOU MAY WALK OUT WITH THE LADIES.

The reader must not give me too much credit when I tell him that, ever
since I had been under the tuition of Peter Anderson, I had quite a
craving to go to church. Although what I had gained from his precepts
and explanations had increased my desire, still I must acknowledge that
the strongest reason for my being so anxious was that my mother would
not take me, and did take Virginia. Further, my curiosity was excited
by my absolute ignorance of what the church service consisted; I had
heard the bells toll, and, as I sauntered by, would stop and listen to
the organ and the singing. I would sometimes wait, and see the people
coming out; and then I could not help comparing my ragged dress with
their clean and gay attire.

This wish continually worried me; but the more I reflected, the more
impossible it appeared to be that I should be able to gratify it. How
could I possibly go to church in my tattered and dirty clothes--and what
chance had I of getting others? I certainly gained, at an average,
eighteenpence per week, but I saved nothing. Would my mother give me
clothes? No, that I was sure she would not, for she grudged me even the
little victuals which I did apply for. I thought this matter over and
over as I lay in bed. Ben had no money. Anderson I could not ask for
it. I thought that I would apply to Dr Tadpole, but I was afraid. At
last it came into my head that I had better first ascertain how munch
money I should requi