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A CHILD OF THE JAGO (Old London Slum Series)


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       Arthur Morrison

      A CHILD OF THE JAGO

      (Old London Slum Series)

       A Tale from the Old London Slum

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       [email protected] 2017 OK Publishing ISBN 978-80-7583-385-3

       Table of Contents

       PREFACE

       CHAPTER I

       CHAPTER II

       CHAPTER III

       CHAPTER IV

       CHAPTER V

       CHAPTER VI

       CHAPTER VII

       CHAPTER VIII

       CHAPTER IX

       CHAPTER X

       CHAPTER XI

       CHAPTER XII

       CHAPTER XIII

       CHAPTER XIV

       CHAPTER XV

       CHAPTER XVI

       CHAPTER XVII

       CHAPTER XVIII

       CHAPTER XIX

       CHAPTER XX

       CHAPTER XXI

       CHAPTER XXII

       CHAPTER XXIII

       CHAPTER XXIV

       CHAPTER XXV

       CHAPTER XXVI

       CHAPTER XXVII

       CHAPTER XXVIII

       CHAPTER XXIX

       CHAPTER XXX

       CHAPTER XXXI

       CHAPTER XXXII

       CHAPTER XXXIII

       CHAPTER XXXIV

       CHAPTER XXXV

       CHAPTER XXXVI

       CHAPTER XXXVII

      … Woe unto the foolish prophets, that

       follow their own spirit, and have seen

       nothing!…

      Because, even because they have seduced

       my people, saying, Peace; and there

       was no peace; and one built up a

       wall, and lo, others daubed it with

       untempered mortar:

      Say unto them which daub it with untempered

       mortar, that it shall fall:

       there shall be an overflowing shower;

       and ye, O great hailstones, shall fall;

       and a stormy wind shall rend it.

      Lo, when the wall is fallen, shall it not

       be said unto you, Where is the daubing

       wherewith ye have daubed it?—

      Ezekiel xiii. 3 … 10 12.

      PREFACE

       Inhaltsverzeichnis

      I AM glad to take this, the first available opportunity, to acknowledge the kindness with which A Child of the Jago has been received: both by the reading public, from which I have received many gratifying assurances that what I have tried to say has not altogether failed of its effect: and by the reviewers, the most of whom have written in very indulgent terms.

      I think indeed, that I am the more gratified by the fact that this reception has not been unanimous: because an outcry and an opposition, even from an unimportant minority, are proofs that I have succeeded in saying, however imperfectly, something that was worth being said. Under the conditions of life as we know it there is no truth worth telling that will not interfere with some hearer’s comfort. Various objections have been made to A Child of the Jago, and many of them had already been made to Tales of Mean Streets. And it has been the way of the objectors as well as the way of many among the kindest of my critics, to call me a ‘realist.’ The word has been used sometimes, it would seem, in praise; sometimes in mere