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The Lamplighter. Charles Dickens

′His nativity. That′s what Tom had cast, gentlemen.′

′In plaster?′ asked the vice.

′I don′t rightly know how it′s done,′ returned the chairman. ′But I suppose it was.′

And there he stopped as if that were all he had to say; whereupon there arose a murmur among the company, which at length resolved itself into a request, conveyed through the vice, that he would go on. This being exactly what the chairman wanted, he mused for a little time, performed that agreeable ceremony which is popularly termed wetting one′s whistle, and went on thus:

′Tom Grig, gentlemen, was, as I have said, one of us; and I may go further, and say he was an ornament to us, and such a one as only the good old times of oil and cotton could have produced. Tom′s family, gentlemen, were all lamplighters.′

′Not the ladies, I hope?′ asked the vice.

′They had talent enough for it, Sir,′ rejoined the chairman, ′and would have been, but for the prejudices of society. Let women have their rights, Sir, and the females of Tom′s family would have been every one of ′em in office. But that emancipation hasn′t come yet, and hadn′t then, and consequently they confined themselves to the bosoms of their families, cooked the dinners, mended the clothes, minded the children, comforted their husbands, and attended to the house-keeping generally. It′s a hard thing upon the women, gentlemen, that they are limited to such a sphere of action as this; very hard.

′I happen to know all about Tom, gentlemen, from the circumstance of his uncle by his mother′s side, having been my particular friend. His (that′s Tom′s uncle′s) fate was a melancholy one. Gas was the death of him. When it was first talked of, he laughed. He wasn′t angry; he laughed at the credulity of human nature. "They might as well talk," he says, "of laying on an everlasting succession of glow-worms;" and then he laughed again, partly at his joke, and partly at poor humanity.

′In course of time, however, the thing got ground, the experiment was made, and they lighted up Pall Mall. Tom′s uncle went to see it. I′ve heard that he fell off his ladder fourteen times that night, from weakness, and that he would certainly have gone on falling till he killed himself, if his last tumble hadn′t been into a wheelbarrow which was going his way, and humanely took him home. "I foresee in this," says Tom′s uncle faintly, and taking to his bed as he spoke - "I foresee in this," he says, "the breaking up of our profession. There′s no more going the rounds to trim by daylight, no more dribbling down of the oil on the hats and bonnets of ladies and gentlemen when one feels in spirits. Any low fellow can light a gas-lamp. And it′s all up." In this state of mind, he petitioned the government for - I want a word again, gentlemen - what do you call that which they give to people when it′s found out, at last, that they′ve never been of any use, and have been paid too much for doing nothing?′

′Compensation?′ suggested the vice.

′That′s it,′ said the chairman. ′Compensation.

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