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    Doctor Marigold
    Doctor Marigold
    Doctor Marigold
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    Doctor Marigold

    By Charles Dickens

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    Doctor Marigold is a novella by the famous Victorian novelist Charles Dickens that tells the story of a “Cheap-Jack” who sells inexpensive articles to the poor in popular fairs. After losing both his daughter and wife, he decides to adopt a deaf and mute girl and names her Sophy after his dead daughter. Throughout the two chapters of the book, Dickens portrays the activities of salesmen in the markets and gives samples of the captivating jingles and patters that they sing. Doctor Marigold, who seems to share with Dickens his linguistic passions, invents a system of sign language for his adopted daughter and teaches her to read and communicate. Dickens’ novella also represents an examination of critical social issues which were much debated in Victorian England, namely adoption and the place of the disabled in the public eye. The latter issue becomes even more complicated when people with a natural handicap decide to marry and run the risk of passing on the handicap to their children. In the narrative, when Sophy marries, Marigold is greatly saddened for her departure. She later sends him a letter to tell him that she is worried that her expected child would be deaf. All culminates in a happy ending, however, when Sophy comes back home and Doctor Marigold assures her that his granddaughter is perfectly healthy.
    LanguageEnglish
    Publisherarslan
    Release dateFeb 25, 2019
    ISBN9788832526134
    Doctor Marigold
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    Charles Dickens

    Charles Dickens was born in 1812 and grew up in poverty. This experience influenced ‘Oliver Twist’, the second of his fourteen major novels, which first appeared in 1837. When he died in 1870, he was buried in Poets’ Corner in Westminster Abbey as an indication of his huge popularity as a novelist, which endures to this day.

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      Doctor Marigold - Charles Dickens

      Doctor Marigold

      CHARLES DICKENS

      I am a Cheap Jack, and my own father’s name was Willum Marigold.  It was in his lifetime supposed by some that his name was William, but my own father always consistently said, No, it was Willum.  On which point I content myself with looking at the argument this way: If a man is not allowed to know his own name in a free country, how much is he allowed to know in a land of slavery?  As to looking at the argument through the medium of the Register, Willum Marigold come into the world before Registers come up much,—and went out of it too.  They wouldn’t have been greatly in his line neither, if they had chanced to come up before him.

      I was born on the Queen’s highway, but it was the King’s at that time.  A doctor was fetched to my own mother by my own father, when it took place on a common; and in consequence of his being a very kind gentleman, and accepting no fee but a tea-tray, I was named Doctor, out of gratitude and compliment to him.  There you have me.  Doctor Marigold.

      I am at present a middle-aged man of a broadish build, in cords, leggings, and a sleeved waistcoat the strings of which is always gone behind.  Repair them how you will, they go like fiddle-strings.  You have been to the theatre, and you have seen one of the wiolin-players screw up his wiolin, after listening to it as if it had been whispering the secret to him that it feared it was out of order, and then you have heard it snap.  That’s as exactly similar to my waistcoat as a waistcoat and a wiolin can be like one another.

      I am partial to a white hat, and I like a shawl round my neck wore loose and easy.  Sitting down is my favourite posture.  If I have a taste in point of personal jewelry, it is mother-of-pearl buttons.  There you have me again, as large as life.

      The doctor having accepted a tea-tray, you’ll guess that my father was a Cheap Jack before me.  You are right.  He was.  It was a pretty tray.  It represented a large lady going along a serpentining up-hill gravel-walk, to attend a little church.  Two swans had likewise come astray with the same intentions.  When I call her a large lady, I don’t mean in point of breadth, for there she fell below my views, but she more than made it up in heighth; her heighth and slimness was—in short THE heighth of both.

      I often saw that tray, after I was the innocently smiling cause (or more likely screeching one) of the doctor’s standing it up on a table against the wall in his consulting-room.  Whenever my own father and mother were in that part of the country, I used to put my head (I have heard my own mother say it was flaxen curls at that time, though you wouldn’t know an old hearth-broom from it now till you come to the handle, and found it wasn’t me) in at the doctor’s door, and the doctor was always glad to see me, and said, Aha, my brother practitioner!  Come in, little M.D.  How are your inclinations as to sixpence?

      You can’t go on for ever, you’ll find, nor yet could my father nor yet my mother.  If you don’t go off as a whole when you are

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