The Hooligan Nights - read free eBook in online reader or directly download on the web page. Select files or add your book in reader. Download and read online ebook The Hooligan Nights write by Clarence Rook. This book was released on 1899. The Hooligan Nights available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle.
The Hooligan Nights
The Hooligan Nights - read free eBook in online reader or directly download on the web page. Select files or add your book in reader. Download and read online ebook The Hooligan Nights write by Clarence Rook. This book was released on 2009-02. The Hooligan Nights available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. Clarence Rook (1863-1915) was a British journalist, novelist, and writer of short, witty sketches of Edwardian London and its inhabitants. He was most admired for his novel of working-class life The Hooligan Nights (1899). From 1896 to 1908 he practiced the craft of casual journalism. "This is neither a novel, nor in any sense a work of imagination. Whatever value or interest the following chapters possess must come from the fact that their hero has a real existence. I have tried to set forth, as far as possible in his own words, certain scenes from the life of a young criminal with whom I chanced to make acquaintance, a boy who has grown up in the midst of those who gain their living on the crooked, who takes life and its belongings as he finds them, and is not in the least ashamed of himself. "
Hooligan Nights
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The Hooligan Nights
The Hooligan Nights - read free eBook in online reader or directly download on the web page. Select files or add your book in reader. Download and read online ebook The Hooligan Nights write by Clarence Rook. This book was released on 2015-08-24. The Hooligan Nights available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. This work has been selected by scholars as being culturally important, and is part of the knowledge base of civilization as we know it. This work was reproduced from the original artifact, and remains as true to the original work as possible. Therefore, you will see the original copyright references, library stamps (as most of these works have been housed in our most important libraries around the world), and other notations in the work.This work is in the public domain in the United States of America, and possibly other nations. Within the United States, you may freely copy and distribute this work, as no entity (individual or corporate) has a copyright on the body of the work.As a reproduction of a historical artifact, this work may contain missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc. Scholars believe, and we concur, that this work is important enough to be preserved, reproduced, and made generally available to the public. We appreciate your support of the preservation process, and thank you for being an important part of keeping this knowledge alive and relevant.
The Hooligan Nights; Being the Life and Opinions of a Young and Unrepentant Criminal
The Hooligan Nights; Being the Life and Opinions of a Young and Unrepentant Criminal - read free eBook in online reader or directly download on the web page. Select files or add your book in reader. Download and read online ebook The Hooligan Nights; Being the Life and Opinions of a Young and Unrepentant Criminal write by Clarence Rook. This book was released on 2013-09. The Hooligan Nights; Being the Life and Opinions of a Young and Unrepentant Criminal available in PDF, EPUB and Kindle. This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 edition. Excerpt: ... CHAPTER XXII HOLY MATRIMONY A Dishevelled London. A London that had gone late to bed, and was yet scarcely fit to be seen. A London that blinked at me with eyes but half open. Such was the London that faced me as I waited for the omnibus that should convey me to Westminster, whence another would pass me on to the turning which led to the church whither I was bound. For it was the morning of Boxing day. Christmas day was over; so much you could see by the orange peel; and Boxing day was not yet really begun. A strong wind was blowing; not a cold wind, but a wind that sought out every stray piece of paper, and made it caper and dance and twirl. The street was empty but for myself; the shops were shuttered; and it was altogether rather depressing, until the omnibus lumbered up, and the driver, slowing down, from mere force of habit, lashed the window with his whip. At present I was the only passenger. The conductor clambered on to the roof to take my fare. When he had given me my ticket, he stood for a few moments contemplating the back of the driver. "Bangkoldy, Bill, Bangkoldy! Well, it fair knocks me," he said, jerking his head backwards, with the air of one who finds fortune fall below his hopes. "Bit off, eh ?" said the driver, looking over his shoulder. We were not a cheerful party. We had some difficulty, too, in keeping our hats on. "Blows like rain," I remarked. The conductor was swinging himself down again, but he halted on his way, and put a red face over the rail--a face designed for cheerfulness, but depressed by circumstances. "Seems to me," he said, "the majority of people I've sin this mornin' wouldn't be much worse for a dash of cold water." "I'm just going to see a friend married," I said; "I hope the rain will hold off....
