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Title: Jonah

Author: Louis Stone

Posting Date: June 20, 2009 [EBook #3678]
Release Date: January, 2003
First Posted: July 16, 2001

Language: English

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Jonah

by

Louis Stone

CONTENTS

PART 1

LARRIKINS ALL

1 SATURDAY NIGHT AT THE CORNER
2 JONAH EATS GREEN PEAS
3 CARDIGAN STREET AT HOME
4 JONAH DISCOVERS THE BABY
5 THE PUSH DEALS IT OUT
6 THE BABY DISCOVERS JONAH
7 A QUIET WEDDING
8 JONAH STARTS ON HIS OWN
9 PADDY'S MARKET
10 JONAH DECLARES WAR
11 THE COURTING OF PINKEY

PART 2

THE SIGN OF THE "SILVER SHOE"

12 THE SIGN OF THE "SILVER SHOE"
13 A FAMILY IN EXILE
14 ADA MAKES A FRIEND
15 Mrs PARTRIDGE LENDS A HAND
16 A DEATH IN THE FAMILY
17 THE TWO-UP SCHOOL
18 THE "ANGEL" LOSES A CUSTOMER
19 THE PIPES OF PAN
20 Mrs PARTRIDGE MINDS THE SHOP
21 DAD WEEPS ON A TOMBSTONE
22 A FATAL ACCIDENT

PART 1

LARRIKINS ALL

CHAPTER 1

SATURDAY NIGHT AT THE CORNER

One side of the street glittered like a brilliant eruption with the
light from a row of shops; the other, lined with houses, was almost
deserted, for the people, drawn like moths by the glare, crowded and
jostled under the lights.

It was Saturday night, and Waterloo, by immemorial habit, had flung
itself on the shops, bent on plunder. For an hour past a stream of
people had flowed from the back streets into Botany Road, where the
shops stood in shining rows, awaiting the conflict.

The butcher's caught the eye with a flare of colour as the light played
on the pink and white flesh of sheep, gutted and skewered like victims
for sacrifice; the saffron and red quarters of beef, hanging like the
limbs of a dismembered Colossus; and the carcasses of pigs, the unclean
beast of the Jews, pallid as a corpse. The butchers passed in and out,
sweating and greasy, hoarsely crying the prices as they cut and hacked
the meat. The people crowded about, sniffing the odour of dead flesh,
hung