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My Neighbors / Stories of the Welsh People

Chapter 8 JOSEPH'S HOUSE

Word Count: 2294    |    Released on: 01/12/2017

ses from the valley of Bern-was concerned about the future state of her son Joseph. Men who judged themselves worth

ors, though none spoke that

"Wan is the lad bach with decline. And unbecomin

From his big shop in Putney, Home they brought him by railway." Genteel are shops for boys who are consumptive. Always dry are their coats and feet, and they have white cuf

e other side of Avon Bern, that is to Capel Mount Moriah, over which Essec her husband's

p I seek,

cher's son in this part," Essec ann

," said Madlen. "How if I prentice Jos

Seekers we all are. Sit you. No room the

your head?" Madlen murmu

rent is small. Sel

. Buy then he will. Buy for

change my think,

no male have I to

ne I am,' the brother mouthed. 'Fruitful is the soil. Watch Madlen keeps her fruitf

tears, "Be kind," said Madl

ot. Here's the club to kick sinners as my perished brother tried to kick the Bad Satan from the inside of his female Madlen with his club of his baston. Some preachers search over the Word. Some preachers search in the Word. But search under the Word does preacher Capel Moriah. What's the light I find? A stutterer was

ent is in the bottom of the glass. The hand on the tavern window is the hand of Satan. On the Sabbath eve get one penny for two ha'pennies for the plate collection. Put money in the handkerchief corn

ump of Tavarn Ffos he rested until Shim Carrier came thereby; and while Shim's horse drank of barley water, Joseph stepped into the wagon; a

gs which together are known as haberdashery. He marked how this and that were done, and in what sort to fashion his visage and frame his phrases to this or that woman. His oncoming was rapid. He could measure, cut, and wrap in a parcel twelve yards of brown o

the second year; and in the third

l the life?" he asked him

ings in his box a

re the words he sent to Madlen.

and a pigsty, and a house for my bones and a barn for my hay and straw, and a loft for my hens: why should men pray for mor

arning," she cried. "Rich he'l

ngue fell on him," said Esse

he brother of t

the place. Rich he is and richer he w

Joseph; and she said also: "Proud I'll be

ney am I," Joseph

he that is content with Zwanssee. Next ha

he wages," he said. "In the flannelette department I am and I have not been fined once. Lot of English I hear, and we call ladies mada

slowly," Madlen vowed as she cros

e land is cheap,

lted with offers am I for Penlan. Ninety I s

he s

h not to buy her. No c

affairs with h

d of your father. And auction the cows. Even the red cow that is a champion for milk. Where

from the post I have which leaves three shilling

the spring cribbing he walked into a shop in the West End of London, asking: "Can I see the engager, pleaze?" The engager came to him and Joseph spoke out: "I have all-round experience. Flannelettes three years in

engager replied. "Thirty pounds a year and

preachers, and mustn't take more than three zwap lines per day or you have the sack. Two white shirts

n't throw gravel at the windows of the o

ng his body niggardly, and seldom frequenting public bath-houses; his mind spanned his purpose, choosing the fields he would jo

t I have," he moaned, "

"Only twenty-five is the wage, and spiffs don't count because of the fines. Don't you let me be found

g him. The men who lodged in his bedroom grew angry with him. "How can we sleep wi

away, Joseph increased his pilferings; where he had stolen a shilling he now stole two shillings; and when he got five pounds

y to Essec, coming b

nety has bought only the land.

said Joseph. "Prob

ngs Madlen said:

arge swind

him. Strong he

I to pocket my

iah; to-day he said: "I will to-morrow," and to-m

y; and the same thought was with each of them, and this was the thought: "A tearful prayer

oseph, "how will t

entreated her son. "Couple of

space. Who will

ish-hish, my

great clatter, and the sound of the clat

eam. Hap you will soften Nuncle's heart if

her shawls, and she tarried in a field as long as it would take her to h

s was your Nuncle. 'Terrible if Joseph is bad with me,' he said. Man religious and t

. He walked over the land and coveted the land of his neighbors. "Dwell here for ever I shall

p, Madlen lifted her voice: "There's silly, dear people

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