Excerpt from Jenny's Geranium, or the Prize Flower of a London Court There was not much washing done, however, in this dirty fever-breeding place, even on Sat urday evening. Scores of children, in every stage of rags and wretchedness, were scream ing, playing, crying, and rolling on the flag stones in front of their dwellings. Low browed, pale-faced laborers, whose counte nances seemed to tell of a world where the light of sun, moon, and stars had never shown. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.