Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
Page | 1448 |
Chapter | -- |
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I've often wondered what they does with all them dirty old rags,' said Philpot. `Made into paper,' replied Harlow, briefly. `Some of them are,' said Barrington, `and some are manufactured into shoddy cloth and made into Sunday clothes for working men. `There's all sorts of different ways of gettin' a livin',' remarked Sawkins, after a pause. `I read in a paper the other day about a bloke wot goes about lookin' for open trap doors and cellar flaps in front of shops. As soon as he spotted one open, he used to go and fall down in it; and then he'd be took to the 'orspital, and when he got better he used to go and threaten to bring a action against the shop-keeper and get damages, and most of 'em used to part up without goin' in front of the judge at all. But one day a slop was a watchin' of 'im, and seen 'im chuck 'isself down one, and when they picked 'im up they found he'd broke his leg. So |