MUSIC MINUS CHARMS.
(The Latest Developments of the Educational Department.)
"Where are we going next?" asked the Taught of the Teacher. They had just left the portals of the School Board.
"To a place that should be inscribed with the words 'All hope abandon who enter here,' and which is known as the Slums," was the sad reply.
The Teacher and the Taught travelled on until they were lost in a maze of workmen's buildings.
"Not so very bad," commented the Taught.
"Surely a man and his family might live peaceably enough in these seemingly comfortable flats."
"You do not know all," said the Teacher. "Much has been done for the artisan, but the School Board have driven him to despair. Listen!"
Then the two investigators heard sounds of shrieking and wailing. There was a hubbub of dreadful groans and sighs.
"These are not human," cried the Taught.