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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=539605" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jack Honest, or the Widow and Her Son</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jack Honest was only eight years of age when his father died,<br>And by the death of his father, Mrs Honest was sorely tried;<br>And Jack was his father's only joy and pride,<br>And for honesty Jack couldn't be equalled in the country-side. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So a short time before Jack's father died,<br>'Twas loud and bitterly for Jack he cried,<br>And bade him sit down by his bedside,<br>And then told him to be honest whatever did betide. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">John, he said, looking him earnestly in the face,<br>Never let your actions your name disgrace,<br>Remember, my dear boy, and do what's right,<br>And God will bless you by day and night. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Mr Honest bade his son farewell, and breathed his last,<br>While the hot tears from Jack's eyes fell thick and fast;<br>And the poor child did loudly sob and moan,<br>When he knew his father had left him and his mother alone. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, as time wore on, Jack grew to be a fine boy,<br>And was to his mother a help and joy;<br>And, one evening, she said, Jack, you are my only prop,<br>I must tell you, dear, I'm thinking about opening a shop. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! that's a capital thought, mother, cried Jack,<br>And to take care of the shop I won't be slack;<br>Then his mother said, Jackey, we will try this plan,<br>And look to God for his blessing, and do all we can. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So the widow opened the shop and succeeded very well,<br>But in a few months fresh troubles her befell--<br>Alas! poor Mrs Honest was of fever taken ill,<br>But Jack attended his mother with a kindly will. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, for fear of catching the fever, her customers kept away,<br>And once more there wasn't enough money the rent to pay;<br>And in her difficulties Mrs Honest could form no plan to get out,<br>But God would help her, she had no doubt. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So, one afternoon, Mrs Honest sent Jack away<br>To a person that owed her some money, and told him not to stay,<br>But when he got there the person had fled,<br>And to return home without the money he was in dread. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So he saw a gentleman in a carriage driving along at a rapid rate,<br>And Jack ran forward to his mansion and opened the lodge-gate,<br>Then the gentleman opened his purse and gave him, as he thought, a shilling<br>For opening the lodge-gate so cleverly and so willing. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Jack stooped to lift up the coin, when lo and behold!<br>He found to his surprise it was a piece of gold!<br>And Jack cried oh! joyful, this will make up for my mother's loss,<br>Then he ran home speedily, knowing his mother wouldn't be cross. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when he got home he told his mother of his ill success,<br>And his adventure with the gentleman, then she felt deep distress;<br>And when Jack showed her the sovereign, the gentleman gave him,<br>She cried, We mustn't keep that money, it would be a sin. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear mother, I thought so, there must be some mistake,<br>But in the morning, to Squire Brooksby, the sovereign I'll take;<br>So, when morning came, he went to Squire Brooksby's Hall,<br>And at the front door for the Squire he loudly did call. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then the hall door was opened by a footman, dressed in rich livery,<br>And Jack told him he wished Mr Brooksby to see;<br>Then to deliver Jack's message the footman withdrew,<br>And when the footman returned he said, Master will see you. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Jack was conducted into a rich furnished room,<br>And to Mr Brooksby he told his errand very soon,<br>While his honest heart, with fear, didn't quake,<br>Saying, Mr Brooksby, you gave me a sovereign yesterday in a mistake. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Why, surely I have seen you before, said Mr Brooksby;<br>Yes, Sir, replied Jack Honest, bowing very politely;<br>Then what is your name, my honest lad? Asked Mr Brooksby;<br>John Honest, sir, replied Jack, right fearlessly. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The, my brave lad, you are Honest by name, and honest by nature,<br>Which, really, you appear to be in every feature,<br>But, I am afraid, such boys as you are very few,<br>But, I dare say, your mother has taught you. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Jack laid the sovereign down on the table before Mr Brooksby;<br>But Mr Brooksby said, No! my lad, I freely give it to thee;<br>Then Jack said, Oh, sir, I'm obliged to you I'm sure,<br>Because, sir, this money will help my mother, for she is poor. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mrs Brooksby came to see Mrs Honest in a few days,<br>And for Jack's honesty she was loud in praise;<br>And she took Jack into her service, and paid him liberally,<br>And she gave Mrs Honest a house, for life, rent free. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now, I must leave Jack Honest and his mother in fresh found glory,<br>Hoping my readers will feel interested in this story,<br>And try always to imitate the hero-- Jack Honest--<br>And I'm sure they will find it the safest and the best!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Topaz+McGonagall">William Topaz McGonagall</a><div class=q>
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