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I thought you knowed everything, father," said the artless boy. ¡¡¡¡"Hem! Well," returned Mr. Cruncher, going on again, and lifting of his hat to give his spikes free play, "he's a tradesman." ¡¡¡¡"What's his goods, father?" asked the brisk Young Jerry. ¡¡¡¡"His goods," said Mr. Cruncher, after turning it over in his mind, "is a branch of Scientific goods." ¡¡¡¡"Persons' bodies, ain't it, father?" asked the lively boy. ¡¡¡¡"I believe it is something of that sort," said Mr. Cruncher. ¡¡¡¡"Oh, father, I should so like to be a Resurrection-Man when I'm quite growed up!" ¡¡¡¡Mr. Cruncher was soothed, but shook his head in a dubious and moral way. "
It depends upon how you develop your talents. Be careful to develop your talents, and never to say no more than you can help to nobody, and there's no telling at the present time what you may not come to be fit for." As Young Jerry, thus encouraged,