Krindlesyke
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As for his dad, It’s eight-year since he quitted Krindlesyke, The second time, for good.
JUDITH: He left you?
BELL: Hooked it:But, shed no tears for me: he only left me, As a sobering lout will quit the bramble-bushHe’s tumbled in, blind-drunk--or was it an anthillHe’d pillowed his fuddled head on? Anyway, He went, sore-skinned; and gay to go; escapedFrom Krindlesyke--he always had the luck--Before the bitter winter that finished Ezra:But, I’d to stay on, listening all day longTo that old dotar...d, counting the fifty sovereignsYour fancy man made off with, when he cleaned outThe coffers of Krindlesyke, the very dayAnanias and I came for our share, too late:And so, got stuck at Back-o’-Beyont, like waspsIn a treacle-trap--the gold all gone: naught leftBut the chink of coins in an old man’s noddle, that ageHad emptied of wits. He’d count them, over and over--Just stopping to curse Jim, when he called to mindThe box was empty: and, often, in the night, I’d hear him counting, counting in the dark, Till the night he stopped at forty-nine, stopped dead, With a rattle--not a breath to whisper fifty.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
As for his dad, It’s eight-year since he quitted Krindlesyke, The second time, for good.
JUDITH: He left you?
BELL: Hooked it:But, shed no tears for me: he only left me, As a sobering lout will quit the bramble-bushHe’s tumbled in, blind-drunk--or was it an anthillHe’d pillowed his fuddled head on? Anyway, He went, sore-skinned; and gay to go; escapedFrom Krindlesyke--he always had the luck--Before the bitter winter that finished Ezra:But, I’d to stay on, listening all day longTo that old dotar...d, counting the fifty sovereignsYour fancy man made off with, when he cleaned outThe coffers of Krindlesyke, the very dayAnanias and I came for our share, too late:And so, got stuck at Back-o’-Beyont, like waspsIn a treacle-trap--the gold all gone: naught leftBut the chink of coins in an old man’s noddle, that ageHad emptied of wits. He’d count them, over and over--Just stopping to curse Jim, when he called to mindThe box was empty: and, often, in the night, I’d hear him counting, counting in the dark, Till the night he stopped at forty-nine, stopped dead, With a rattle--not a breath to whisper fifty.
What to read after Krindlesyke?
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