Charles Dickens


The Lamplighter 'Gentlemen,' said the lamplighter in the chair, 'I drink your healths.'


'And perhaps, Sir,' said the vice, holding up his glass, and rising a little way off his seat and sitting down again, in token that he recognised and returned the compliment, 'perhaps you will add to that condescension by telling us who Tom Grig was, and how he came to be connected in your mind with Francis Moore, Physician.'


'Hear, hear, hear!' cried the lamplighters generally.


'Tom Grig, gentlemen,' said the chairman, 'was one of us; and it happened to him, as it don't often happen to a public character in our line, that he had his what-you-may-call-it cast.'


'His head?' said the vice. 'No,' replied the chairman, 'not his head.'


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