The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1851-02-26
The heart Of John middleton.
From Dickens's Household Words.

4 was corn ut SaWley, where tho
shadow of Pendle Hill falls at sun
rise. | suppose Sawley sprang up
into q village in the time Of the monks.
who had On abbey there. Many of
the cottages r strange old places;
others again are built Of the abbey
the neiShooring q~InNrttcs;hale from
may see many a quaint bit Of carving
worked into the walls. or forming the
iintels of the doors. There is a row
OF houses, built still more recently.
where n Mr.. Peel came to live
there for the sake ofthe watcr.power,
and gave the place q FLIP into some.
thing fkelifc; though a different kind
v OF ne esd take it from the grand
s Ssslss sYsya folks had when the monks
s No. asss& Clock. ring the
asa E5n % ahke factory; .shnr.f
home at twelve; and even at night.
when work was done, we hardly
knew how to walk slowly, we had
been SO hustled all day long. Ican't
recnllect the time when I did not 60
to the factory. My father used to
drag me there when I was quite a
little fellow, in order to wind reels for
him. never remember my mother.
! should have been q better man than
l have been, if I had only had q
notion of the sound of her voice. or
the look Of her face.
My father and I lodged in the
houseaof o man, who also worked in
the factory. We were sadly throng-
ed in Sawley, 80 many people came
from different parts of the country
to earn a livelihood at the new work;
and it was some time before the row
of cottages | have spoken of could be
built. While they we're building my
father was turned out of his lodgings
for drinking and being disorderly,
and he and | slept in the brick.kiln;
that is to say. when we did sleep O
nights; but, often and often, we went
poaching; and many a hare and
pheasant have I rolled up in clay,
md roasted in the embers of the
kiln. Then, as followed to reason, I
was drowsy next day, owe my work;
but father had no mercy on me for
sleeping, for all he know the cause Of
it, but kicked me where I lay, a hen.
w lump on the factory.Aoor, and
cursed and sworc at me till l got up
Tor very fear, and to my winding
again. But when his back was turn.
ed | paid him off with heavier curses
than no had given me, and longed to
be q nan that I might be rcyenged
on him. The words I then spoke l
would not now dare to repeat: and
worse than hating words, a hating
bcart vent with them. I forgot tho
ttmo when I did not know how TO
hate. When I first came to read
and learnt about Ishmael, + thought
I must be Of his doomed race, for nv
hand was against every man, and
every mans against me. But | was
seventeen or moro before I cared for
my book enough to learn to read.
After the row Of works was finished,
father took one, md set UP for himself,
IN letting lodgings. cant shy much
for the furnishing; but there was
plenty Of straw, md We kept up good
iires; and thero il o sct Of pcop!o who
value warmth above everything.
Tho worst lot about tho place lodged
With US. Wo usod to have n supper
IN the middle Of the night; there was
game enough, or If thero was not
game, thcro was poultry 10 DO had for
tho stealing. BY day so all made q
show Of working In tho factory. by
night we feas.ed apl drank,