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Crotchet Castle

Chapter 8 SCIENCE AND CHARITY.

Word Count: 1738    |    Released on: 28/11/2017

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the uplifted bamboo received the blow of a ponderous cudgel, which was intended for his head. The reverend gentleman recoiled two or three paces, and saw before him a couple of ruffians, who were preparing to renew the attack, but whom, with two swings of his bamboo, he laid with cracked sconces on the earth, where he proceeded to deal with them like corn beneath the flail of the thresher. One of them drew a pistol, which went off in the very act of being struck aside by the bamboo, and lodged a bullet in the brain of the other. There was then only one enemy, who vainly struggled to rise, every effort being attended with a new and more signal prostration. The fellow roared for mercy. "Mercy, rascal!" cried the divine; "what mercy were you going to show me, villain? What! I warrant me, you thought it would be an easy matter, and no sin, to rob and murder a parson on his way home from dinne

it, "I am disabled already in every finger, and in every

ou a simple thief, or would you have manufactured me into a subject for the benefit of science? Ay, miscreant caitiff, you would have made me a subject for science, would you? You are a scho

all these offences, whatever they are, reverend sir. The only f

hin arm's length, when the fellow turned at right angles, and sprang clean over a deep dry ditch. The divine, following with equal ardour, and less dexterity, went down over head and ears into a thicket of nett

says, before I was demulced by the Muses, I was ferocis ingenii puer, et ad arma quam ad literas paratior), had not imbued me indelibly with some of the holy rage of Frère Jean des Entommeures, I should be, at this moment, lying on the table of some flinty-heart

o informed him that the Charity Commissioners requested h

exclaimed the reverend gentle

nd the reverend gentleman took his ha

a table, and a fourth officiating as clerk, with an open book before him, and a pen i

d been settled by a resolution, nem. con., that it was a fine day but very hot, the chief commissioner stated, that in virtue of the com

is exceedingly simple. There are none. The charities here are a

t there is an annual rent charged on the land of Ha

olliott.-Hautb

s, now occupied by Farmer Seedling, is charged w

to the Churchwarden). H

lly do not know, sir. Wha

a ruined cottage, which had once been an almshouse, which was endowed and maintained, by an annual revenue of a mark and a half, or one pound sterling, cha

d by desuetude, and the sum of one pound per annum is still char

Folliott.-V

till received by the parish, but was long ago, by an

sioners (una voc

.-This is an unjus

.-A misappropriatio

flagrant perversion of

en! I know nothing of this matter. How is this, M

lly, sir, I know no mor

. It was voted to one of your predecessors.

mps it in, sir! Lump i

rd Commissione

re under the necessity of admonishing you that this is a most improper proceed

d church-wardens of the village of Hm

lliott.-Is that

t is all, sir; and we

t.-A very good morni

"what in the name of all that is wonderful, can those fellows mean? They have come here in a chaise and four, to make a fus

d whom you admire so much. It makes away with public money in salaries, and

c service to be looked for from the learned friend. Oh, the learned friend!

his misadventures, and exhale his budget of grievances on Mr.

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“Thomas Love Peacock (1785-1866) was an English satirist and author. Peacock was a close friend of Percy Bysshe Shelley and they influenced each other's work. He wrote satirical novels, each with the same basic setting - characters at a table discussing and criticizing the philosophical opinions of the day. He worked for the British East India Company. His own place in literature is pre-eminently that of a satirist. That he has nevertheless been the favourite only of the few is owing partly to the highly intellectual quality of his work, but mainly to his lack of ordinary qualifications of the novelist, all pretension to which he entirely disclaims. He has no plot, little human interest, and no consistent delineation of character. His personages are mere puppets, or, at best, incarnations of abstract qualities such as grace or beauty. His comedy is Aristophanic. He suffers from that dramatist's faults and, though not as daring in invention, shares many of his strengths. His works include Headlong Hall (1815), Nightmare Abbey (1818), Maid Marian (1822), The Misfortunes of Elphin (1829), Crotchet Castle (1831), and Gryll Grange (1861).”
1 Chapter 1 THE VILLA.2 Chapter 2 THE MARCH OF MIND.3 Chapter 3 THE ROMAN CAMP.4 Chapter 4 THE PARTY.5 Chapter 5 CHARACTERS.6 Chapter 6 THEORIES.7 Chapter 7 THE SLEEPING VENUS.8 Chapter 8 SCIENCE AND CHARITY.9 Chapter 9 THE VOYAGE.10 Chapter 10 THE VOYAGE, CONTINUED.11 Chapter 11 CORRESPONDENCE.12 Chapter 12 THE MOUNTAIN INN.13 Chapter 13 THE LAKE-THE RUIN.14 Chapter 14 THE DINGLE.15 Chapter 15 THE FARM.16 Chapter 16 THE NEWSPAPER.17 Chapter 17 THE INVITATION.18 Chapter 18 CHAINMAIL HALL.