you, 'Here, at last, is a J-O, Joe,' how interesting reading is!”
I derived from this, that Joe's education, like Steam, was yet in its infancy. Pursuing the subject, I inquired, —
“Didn't you ever go to school, Joe, when you were as little as me?”
“Why didn't you ever go to school, Joe, when you were as little as me?”
“Well, Pip,” said Joe, taking up the poker, and settling himself to his usual occupation when he was thoughtful, of slowly raking the fire between the lower bars; “I'll tell you.
My father, Pip, he were given to drink, and when