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Worst off of all were the very young children, for there had been no rain for weeks, and the street was as dry and clean as a covered court, and, in the lack of mud to wallow in, they sat about the road, disconsolate as poets. WORST UP OF ALL WERE THE VERY YOUNG CHILDREN FOR THERE HAD BEEN NO RAIN FOR WEEKS AND THE STREET WAS AS DRY AND CLEAN AS A COVERED COURT AND IN THE LACK OF MUD TO WALLOW IN THEY SAT ABOUT THE ROAD DISCONSOLATE AS POETS
ish, three-storied buildings of dingy grey brick with slate roofs, and they are perfectly flat, without a bow-window or even a projecting cornice or window-sill to break the straightness of the line from one end of the street to the other. This Saturday afternoon the street was full of life; no traffic came down Vere Street, and the cemented space between the pavements was given up to children. Several games of cricket were being played by wildly excited boys, using coats for wickets, an old tennis-ball or a bundle of rags tied together for a ball, and, generally, an old broomstick for bat. The wicket was so large and the bat so small that the man in was always getting bowled, when heated quarrels would arise, the batter absolutely refusing to go out and the bowler absolutely insisting on going in. The girls were more peaceable; they were chiefly employed in skipping, and only abused one another mildly when the rope was not properly turned or the skipper did not jump sufficiently high. LADIES THEY ARE NEWISH THREE STORIED BUILDINGS OF DINGY GREY BRICK WITH SLATE ROOFS AND THEY ARE PERFECTLY FLAT WITHOUT A BAR WINDOW OR EVEN A PROJECTING CORNICE OR WINDOW SILL TO BREAK THE STRAIGHTNESS OF THE LINE FROM ONE END OF THE STREET TO THE OTHER THIS SATURDAY AFTERNOON THE STREET WAS FULL OF LIFE NO TRAFFIC CAME DOWN VERE STREET AND THE CEMENTED SPACE BETWEEN THE PAVEMENTS WAS GIVEN UP TO CHILDREN SEVERAL GAMES OF CRICKET WERE BEING PLAYED BY WILDLY EXCITED BOYS USING COATS FOR WICKETS AN OLD TENNIS BALL OR A BUNDLE OF RAGS TIED TOGETHER FOR A BALL AND GENERALLY AN OLD BROOMSTICK FOR A BAT THE WICKET WAS SO LARGE AND THE BAT SO SMALL THAT THE MAN IN WAS ALWAYS GETTING BOLD WHEN HEATED QUARRELS WOULD ARISE THE BATTER ABSOLUTELY REFUSING TO GO OUT AND THE BOWLER ABSOLUTELY INSISTING ON GOING IN THE GIRLS WERE MORE PEACEABLE THEY WERE CHIEFLY EMPLOYED IN SKIPPING AND ONLY ABUSED ONE ANOTHER MILDLY WHEN THE ROPE WAS NOT PROPERLY TURNED OR THE SKIPPER DID NOT JUMP SUFFICIENTLY HIGH
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