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“You needn’t mind sending up to me； if the child cries； nurse；”
said the surgeon； putting on his gloves with great deliberation。
“It’s very likely it will be troublesome。 Give it a little gruel if it is。”
He put on his hat； and； pausing by the bedside on his way to the
door； added； “She was a good…looking girl； too； where did she
come from？”
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“She was brought here last night；” replied the old woman； “by
the overseer’s order。 She was found lying in the street。 She had
walked some distance； for her shoes were worn to pieces； but
where she came from； or where she was going to； nobody knows。”
The surgeon leaned over the body； and raised the left hand。
“The old story；” he said； shaking his head： “no wedding ring； I see。
Ah！ Good…night！”
The medical gentleman walked away to dinner； and the nurse；
having once more applied herself to the green bottle； sat down on
a low chair before the fire； and proceeded to dress the infant。
What an excellent example of the power of dress young Oliver
Twist was I Wrapped in the blanket which had hitherto formed his
only covering； he might have been the child of a nobleman or a
beggar； it would have been hard for the haughtiest stranger to
have assigned him his proper station in society。 But now that he
was enveloped in the old calico robes which had grown yellow in
the same service； he was badged and ticketed； and fell into his
place at once—a parish child—the orphan of a workhouse—the
humble； half…starved drudge—to be cuffed and buffeted through
the world—despised by all； and pitied by none。
Oliver cried lustily。 If he could have known that he was an
orphan； left to the tender mercies of church…wardens and
overseers； perhaps he would have cried the louder。
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Chapter 2
Treats Of Oliver Twist’s Growth； Education； And
Board。
For the next eight or ten months； Oliver was the victim of a
systematic course of treachery and deception。 He was
brought up by hand。 The hungry and destitute situation of
the infant orphan was duly reported by the workhouse authorities
to the parish authorities。 The parish authorities inquired with
dignity of the workhouse authorities； whether there was no female
then domiciled in “the house” who was in a situation to impart to
Oliver Twist the consolation and nourishment of which he stood in
need。 The workhouse authorities replied with humility； that there
was not。 Upon this； the parish authorities magnanimously and
humanely resolved； that Oliver should be “farmed” or； in other
words； that he should be despatched to a branch workhouse some
three miles off； where twenty or thirty other juvenile offenders
against the poor…laws rolled about the floor all day； without the
inconvenience of too much food or too much clothing； under the
parental superintendence of an elderly female； who received the
culprits at and for the consideration of sevenpence…halfpenny per
small head per week。 Sevenpence…halfpenny’s worth per week is a
good round diet for a child； a great deal may be got for
sevenpence…halfpenny—quite enough to overload its stomach； and
make it uncomfortable。 The elderly female was a woman of
wisdom and experience； she knew what was good for children；
and she had a very accurate perception of what was good for
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herself。 So； she appropriated the greater part of the weekly
stipend to her own use； and consigned the rising parochial
generation to even a shorter allowance than was originally
provided for them。 Thereby finding in the lowest depth a deeper
still； and proving herself a very great experimental philosopher。
Everybody knows the story of another experimental
philosopher who had a great theory about a horse being able to
live without eating； and who demonstrated it so well； that he got
his own horse down to a straw a day； and would most
unquestionably have rendered him a very spirited and rampacious
animal on nothing at all； if he had not died； four and twenty hours
before he was to have had his first comfortable bait of air。
Unfortunately for the experimental philosophy of the female to
whose protecting care Oliver Twist was delivered over； a similar
result usually attended the operation of her system； for at the very
moment when a child had contrived to exist upon the smallest
possible portion of the weakest possible food； it did perversely
happen in eight and a half cases out of ten； either that it sickened
from want and cold； or fell into the fire from neglect； or got half…
smothered by accident； in any one of which cases； the miserable
little being； was usually summoned into another world； and there
gathered to the fathers it had never known in this。
Occasionally； when there was some more than usually
interesting inquest upon a parish child who had been overlooked
in turning up a bedstead； or inadvertently scalded to death when
there happened to be a washing—though the latter accident was
very scarce； anything approaching to a washing being of rare
occurrence in the farm—the jury would take it into their heads to
ask troublesome questions； or the parishioners would rebelliously
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affix their signatures to a remonstrance。 But these impertinences
were speedily checked by the evidence of the surgeon； and the
testimony of the beadle； the former of whom had always opened
the body and found nothing inside （which was very probable
indeed） and the latter of whom invariably swore whatever the
parish wanted； which was very self…devotional。 Besides； the Board
made periodical pilgrimages to the farm； and always sent the
beadle the day before； to say they were going。 The children were
neat and clean to behold； when they went； and what more would
the people have！
It cannot be expected that this system of farming would
produce any very extraordinary or luxuriant crop。 Oliver Twist’s
ninth birthday found him a pale； thin child； somewhat diminutive
in stature； and decidedly small in circumference。 But nature or
inheritance had implanted a good sturdy spirit in Oliver’s breast。
It had had plenty of room to expand； thanks to the spare diet of
the establishment； and perhaps to this circumstance may be
attributed his having any ninth birthday at all。 Be this as it may；
however； it was his ninth birthday； and he was keeping it in the
coal…cellar with a select party of two other young gentlemen； who；
after participating with him in a sound thrashing； had been locked
up for atrociously presuming to be hungry； when Mrs。 Mann； the
good lady of the house； was unexpectedly startled by the
apparition of Mr。 Bumble； the beadle； striving to undo the wicket
of the garden gate。
“Goodness gracious！ Is that you； Mr。 Bumble； sir？” said Mrs。
Mann； thrusting her head out of the window in well…affected
ecstasies of joy。 “（Susan； take Oliver and them two brats upstairs；
and wash ’em directly。） My heart aliv