A SLICE OF BREAD and BUTTER, CUT BY G. CRUIKSHANK. BEING THE SUBSTANCE OF A SPEECH DELIVERED AT A PUBLIC MEETING, HELD FOR THE BENEFIT OF THE JEWS’ AND GENERAL LITERARY AND MECHANICS’ INSTITUTION. LONDON: PUBLISHED BY WILLIAM TWEEDIE, 337, STRAND.A SLICE OF BREAD AND BUTTER, CUT BY G. CRU1KSHANK. In a small country town (not a hundred miles from London) as some worthy gentlemen, magistrates and others, were proceeding to the Town Hall upon county business, they observed a poor little boy lying against the wall of the principal inn of the place (The Britannia). He had only a few pieces of rag hanging about his wasted body, and altogether looked very wretched and very dirty ; but the dirt did not conceal the painful expression and death-like paleness of his poor thin face ; but these worthy gentlemen were passing on, such objects and such sights of destitution being quite common in that town. Had he been begging or stealing, then the officers who accompanied these w'orthy gentlemen would of course have taken him into custody and have brought him before their worships at the Town Hall, to be dealt with according to law in the one case, perhaps, or sent to the Union—in the other case, of course sent to jail, or to trial. But as this poor boy was neither begging nor stealing, and did not obstruct the pathway, he was allowed to enjoy his liberty, and they, having, in fact, nothing to do with him, were passing on, when one of them—a medical man, and a kind-hearted man to boot (as all medical men are)—stopped the party, and told them that the poor boy seemed to be seriously ill : upon which they all gathered round the child, and, having aroused him, inquired very kindly, what was the matter with him—if he was’nt well. Upon which he stared wildly at the inquirers, and bursting into tears, replied in a faint voice, “ 1 want’s summutto eat !” “ Ah 1” said the doctor, feeling the boy’s pulse, “ the poor fellow is really sinking for want of food— he’s famishing, dying of hunger !” Now the worthy magistrates and the other gentleman—some of whom w’ere clergymen and ministers and lawyers—were all kind-hearted and benevolent men as well as the doctor; and they all exclaimed, as with one voice, upon hearing what the doctor said, “ Oh dear me, how very shocking!—let him have some food instantly!” “Yes, yes!” cried one : “ Here, officer ! go into the ‘Britannia,’ and get him something to eat instantly.” “ I suppose,” said he, turning to the doctor, “ a bit of plain bread and butter will be best for him in his present A 2condition ?” “ The very thing,” he replied; and as the officer was about to run into the house to get a bit of bread and butter, another gentleman of the party cried out, “ Stop ! see that you bring broum bread.” “ Pooh ! pooh !” said another; “ it does not matter what sort of bread it is, but it must be toasted.” “ White or brown, or plain or toasted, it matters not much,” exclaimed a fourth, “ provided there is plenty of butter on it.” “ I object most decidedly to the butter,” observed a very sedate gentleman. “As to that,” shouted out another, “ I consider the butter as most essential; it is full of nourishment; and besides, the poor boy might be choked by cramming dry bread down his throat without butter : but then we must be careful that it be salt butter.” “No ! no !” cried another ; “ fresh butter if you please, and as much as you please; but no salt." “ You are all wrong, my friends !— quite wrong!” vociferated another of the party; “ depend upon it that dry toast is the best thing he can have.” “ Oh ! oh ! oh ! exclaimed all the other gentleman ; “ Who ever heard of such a thing as giving dry toast to a starving child ?” “ Who ever indeed !” chimed in another ; “ it is quite ridiculous to toast the bread at all; the poor child might die before it was ready! No ! no ! plain bread and butter is best for him : but mind, if I have to pay my part towards it, the bread must be new—yes, new bread.” “ New bread!” exclaimed some of the party— “why that’s worse than all; for if it does not stick in his throat, it will in his stomach, and perhaps kill him. New bread is indigestible and most unwholesome stuff.” “Well, well; let it be plain stale bread and butter, but only the crumb of the loaf, and I will pay my part willingly,” observed another. “ Crumb without crust!” said one of the former speakers: “ why the crust of the loaf contains ten times more nourishment than the crumb, and I, for one, will have nothing to do with it, nor pay a farthing towards it, unless he has a good lump of crust." Now during this contention, or “--------all tliis splutter About the toast and bread and butter,” the poor boy seemed to be getting worse and worse, and at the same time all these worthy gentlemen becoming more and more excited ; some calling out for “ Fancy bread,” some for “French rolls,” others for “ German black bread,” and all refusing to pay any part towards the bread and butter, unless cut after their own fashion, when they were reminded by one of the party that there was not the least necessity to trouble themselves about paying for what the boy might have, as it could be charged to the county. To which they all replied, rather sharply, that, as to that, if they did not think it right to pay out oftheir own individual pockets, neither did they think it right that the public money should be used for purposes which they could not individually approve of. “ Gentlemen, gentlemen !” cried the doctor “ pray let the child have something. Is it not dreadful to let this poor boy perish before our eyes, when there are the means of relief within reach ? For mercy’s sake let him have something to keep him alive !” “Well,” replied one of the magistrates (who was chairman of the sessions), “ as you see he cannot have the bread and butter, you must prescribe something else for him.” “ Dear, dear me !” said the doctor, “ I am really shocked at such inconsistency. Will you let him have a little brandy, then V’ “ Oh yes !” they all cried out together, “ let him have some brandy—by all means give him some brandy!” Upon which Mr. Bull, the landlord of the “ Britannia,” a very simple, good-natured man, who had heard all the talk about the bread and butter without paying much attention to their discourse—it being a question, indeed, which he did not clearly comprehend—made his appearance at the door with brandy bottle in hand, a glass of which was administered to the boy, who took part of it at first in little sips, but swallowed the remainder in gulps, after which he seemed to revive and stare about him rather saucily; and the doctor, having placed him upon the steps of the public-house door and advised him to go home and get something to eat as soon as possible, followed after the other gentlemen, who had gone to the Town Hall, considering the boy quite safe in the good doctor’s hands. Now it was well and kindly meant of the doctor to tell the boy to go home and to get something to eat as soon as possible ; but this poor boy, like thousands of other boys of that class, had no home to go to, nor money to buy any food, and such a state of things as this had not occurred to the doctor, who was rather an absent man. But it seemed indeed the fate of this poor boy that he should be the victim of neglect or mistake, in some way or other. Ragged Jack—the only name the boy was known by—was seated on the door-step of the “ Britannia ” Inn, and, as he was in that position neither useful nor ornamental, the landlord cried out, “ Come, my man ! you had better go home, as the doctor told you, and get something to eatand helping him on his legs, said, “ There now ! run away home, that's a good boy.” Ragged Jack then staggered away from the public-hoU3e door, from whence many a ragged Jack had staggered away before, and had not gone far before he came to a baker’s shop ; and as he still felt the pangs of hunger, notwithstanding the dose of brandy, and recollecting the doctor’s advice to get something to eat as soon as he could, and, havingno money to buy any bread, he thought it would be better to steal some than to starve ; so, emboldened by the brandy, he dashed into the shop, and, snatching up a penny roll, made off with it as well as he could, cramming the bread down his throat with such haste that he was nearly choked. But the baker had witnessed the theft, and was after poor Jack in an instant, whom he soon ran down and captured, and, taking the half-eaten roll from Jack’s hands, seizing him by the rags that covered his shoulders and, calling him a young rascal and a thief, literally dragged him to the Town Hall, where the magistrates were sitting, and having handed him into the custody of a policeman, and explaining the charge, that functionary at once took him before their worships, who, upon seeing the boy reel when he entered the dock, and lay hold of the rail to support himself, asked the policeman if he (that is the boy) had been drinking 1* who returned the answer usually given to this question:—That the prisoner had been drinking, but that he knew very well what he was about. As if any body could know very well what they were about when their brains were either muddled or inflamed by strong drink. The officer also added that it was the same boy his worship had seen by the side of the “Britannia.” The baker’s evidence against Ragged Jack was clear and conclusive : he had seen the boy take the roll and had caught him in the very act of eating it, and even exhibited the part that was undevoured ! It was a case for “ summary punishment,” and Jack was sentenced to a month’s imprisonment and carried off to “ the House of Correction” forthwith. The chaplain of that establishment, who was present, and who had been one of the party in the discussion about the bread and butter, seemed much pleased when he found that Jack was committed, and said, “ Ah ! I’ll take good care that whilst the poor boy is in prison he has plenty of good bread and butter.” And so he had; poor boy ; for, immediately upon his arrival at the prison, he had some proper wholesome food given to him : he was then placed in a nice warm bath, and after that dressed in good clean clothes, his hair trimmed and cleaned, and, by the orders of the medical officer, placed in the “ sick-ward,” with everything necessary for his bodily health and comfort, and waited upon and nursed by a nice, clean, good-natured, motherly woman. Of course, when sufficiently recovered, he was put to work ; but then it was not “ hard labour,” and he had the advantages, besides being clothed and fed, of being taught reading and writing and arithmetic by a schoolmaster, trained in habits of regularity and • When any one is charged with an assault, or any act of violence or brutality, it is a curious fact that almost the first question which the magistrate asks is, “ Had the prisoner been drinking ;* but never, that wo ever hoard of, have they asked if the prisoner had been eating.cleanliness, and trained also in morals and religion, by the chaplain who was the first to tell him that there is a GOD, and to teach him, in one way at least, how to worship and adore that GOD. Yes, now that Jack was a CONVICTED THIEF he had plenty of good wholesome BREAD AND BUTTER ! But when the term of Jack’s imprisonment was over, this supply of bread and butter would have been stopped, and he would have* been dressed in his rags again and turned out to lead the same life of wretchedness as before, had it not been for the kindness of the worthy chaplain, who had taken care to provide some more bread and butter for him in another establishment—not a prison, but a “ Reformatory School.” In this institution Jack received the same training in cleanliness, morality and religion, as in the jail, and the same sort of schooling, with kind treatment, comfortable clothing,