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He
and
Jerry
had
taken
a
party
to
the
great
railway
station
over
London
Bridge
,
and
were
coming
back
,
somewhere
between
the
bridge
and
the
monument
,
when
Jerry
saw
a
brewer
’
s
empty
dray
coming
along
,
drawn
by
two
powerful
horses
.
The
drayman
was
lashing
his
horses
with
his
heavy
whip
;
the
dray
was
light
,
and
they
started
off
at
a
furious
rate
;
the
man
had
no
control
over
them
,
and
the
street
was
full
of
traffic
.
One
young
girl
was
knocked
down
and
run
over
,
and
the
next
moment
they
dashed
up
against
our
cab
;
both
the
wheels
were
torn
off
and
the
cab
was
thrown
over
.
Captain
was
dragged
down
,
the
shafts
splintered
,
and
one
of
them
ran
into
his
side
.
Jerry
,
too
,
was
thrown
,
but
was
only
bruised
;
nobody
could
tell
how
he
escaped
;
he
always
said
’
twas
a
miracle
.
When
poor
Captain
was
got
up
he
was
found
to
be
very
much
cut
and
knocked
about
.
Jerry
led
him
home
gently
,
and
a
sad
sight
it
was
to
see
the
blood
soaking
into
his
white
coat
and
dropping
from
his
side
and
shoulder
.
The
drayman
was
proved
to
be
very
drunk
,
and
was
fined
,
and
the
brewer
had
to
pay
damages
to
our
master
;
but
there
was
no
one
to
pay
damages
to
poor
Captain
.
The
farrier
and
Jerry
did
the
best
they
could
to
ease
his
pain
and
make
him
comfortable
.
The
fly
had
to
be
mended
,
and
for
several
days
I
did
not
go
out
,
and
Jerry
earned
nothing
.
The
first
time
we
went
to
the
stand
after
the
accident
the
governor
came
up
to
hear
how
Captain
was
.
“
He
’
ll
never
get
over
it
,
”
said
Jerry
,
“
at
least
not
for
my
work
,
so
the
farrier
said
this
morning
.
He
says
he
may
do
for
carting
,
and
that
sort
of
work
.
It
has
put
me
out
very
much
.
Carting
,
indeed
!
I
’
ve
seen
what
horses
come
to
at
that
work
round
London
.
I
only
wish
all
the
drunkards
could
be
put
in
a
lunatic
asylum
instead
of
being
allowed
to
run
foul
of
sober
people
.
If
they
would
break
their
own
bones
,
and
smash
their
own
carts
,
and
lame
their
own
horses
,
that
would
be
their
own
affair
,
and
we
might
let
them
alone
,
but
it
seems
to
me
that
the
innocent
always
suffer
;
and
then
they
talk
about
compensation
!
You
can
’
t
make
compensation
;
there
’
s
all
the
trouble
,
and
vexation
,
and
loss
of
time
,
besides
losing
a
good
horse
that
’
s
like
an
old
friend
—
it
’
s
nonsense
talking
of
compensation
!
If
there
’
s
one
devil
that
I
should
like
to
see
in
the
bottomless
pit
more
than
another
,
it
’
s
the
drink
devil
.
”
“
I
say
,
Jerry
,
”
said
the
governor
,
“
you
are
treading
pretty
hard
on
my
toes
,
you
know
;
I
’
m
not
so
good
as
you
are
,
more
shame
to
me
;
I
wish
I
was
.
”
“
Well
,
”
said
Jerry
,
“
why
don
’
t
you
cut
with
it
,
governor
?
You
are
too
good
a
man
to
be
the
slave
of
such
a
thing
.
”
“
I
’
m
a
great
fool
,
Jerry
,
but
I
tried
once
for
two
days
,
and
I
thought
I
should
have
died
;
how
did
you
do
?
”
“
I
had
hard
work
at
it
for
several
weeks
;
you
see
I
never
did
get
drunk
,
but
I
found
that
I
was
not
my
own
master
,
and
that
when
the
craving
came
on
it
was
hard
work
to
say
’
no
’
.
I
saw
that
one
of
us
must
knock
under
,
the
drink
devil
or
Jerry
Barker
,
and
I
said
that
it
should
not
be
Jerry
Barker
,
God
helping
me
;
but
it
was
a
struggle
,
and
I
wanted
all
the
help
I
could
get
,
for
till
I
tried
to
break
the
habit
I
did
not
know
how
strong
it
was
;
but
then
Polly
took
such
pains
that
I
should
have
good
food
,
and
when
the
craving
came
on
I
used
to
get
a
cup
of
coffee
,
or
some
peppermint
,
or
read
a
bit
in
my
book
,
and
that
was
a
help
to
me
;
sometimes
I
had
to
say
over
and
over
to
myself
,
’
Give
up
the
drink
or
lose
your
soul
!
Give
up
the
drink
or
break
Polly
’
s
heart
!
’
But
thanks
be
to
God
,
and
my
dear
wife
,
my
chains
were
broken
,
and
now
for
ten
years
I
have
not
tasted
a
drop
,
and
never
wish
for
it
.
”
