"There's an old proverb," continued Wood, rising and walking towards the fire, "which says,—'Put another man's child in your bosom, and he'll creep out at your elbow. “What ought you to do?” “I’ve hunted up all sorts of things. . He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes. It’s that has always made me—SHE, you know, was drawn into a set—didn’t discriminate Private theatricals. While he was thus standing, the flames of his house, which made the whole street as light as day, and ruddily illumined the faces of the mob below, betrayed him to them, and he was speedily driven from his position by a shower of stones and other missiles. "If you'll write them, I'll illustrate them," observed Hogarth.
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