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‘Has anyone seen a Germin band； Germin Band； Germin Band？ I've been Iookin' about； Pom … Pom； Pom； Pom； Pom！
‘I've searched every pub； both near and far； Near and far； near and far； I want my Fritz； What plays tiddley bits On the big trombone！'
The other two brakes had fallen far behind。 The one presided over by Hunter contained a mournful crew。 Nimrod himself； from the effects of numerous drinks of ginger beer with secret dashes of gin in it； had become at length crying drunk； and sat weeping in gloomy silence beside the driver； a picture of lachrymose misery and but dimly conscious of his surroundings； and Slyme； who rode with Hunter because he was a fellow member of the Shining Light Chapel。 Then there was another paperhanger … an unhappy wretch who was afflicted with religious mania； he had brought a lot of tracts with him which he had distributed to the other men； to the villagers of Tubberton and to anybody else who would take them。
Most of the other men who rode in Nimrod's brake were of the ‘religious' working man type。 Ignorant； shallow…pated dolts； without as much intellectuality as an average cat。 Attendants at various PSAs and ‘Church Mission Halls' who went every Sunday afternoon to be lectured on their duty to their betters and to have their minds … save the mark！ … addled and stultified by such persons as Rushton； Sweater； Didlum and Grinder； not to mention such mental specialists as the holy reverend Belchers and Boshers； and such persons as John Starr。
At these meetings none of the ‘respectable' working men were allowed to ask any questions； or to object to； or find fault with anything that was said； or to argue； or discuss； or criticize。 They had to sit there like a lot of children while they were lectured and preached at and patronized。 Even as sheep before their shearers are dumb； so they were not permitted to open their mouths。 For that matter they did not wish to be allowed to ask any questions； or to discuss anything。 They would not have been able to。 They sat there and listened to what was said； but they had but a very hazy conception of what it was all about。
Most of them belonged to these PSAs merely for the sake of the loaves and fishes。 Every now and then they were awarded prizes … Self…help by Smiles； and other books suitable for perusal by persons suffering from almost complete obliteration of the mental faculties。 Besides other benefits there was usually a Christmas Club attached to the ‘PSA' or ‘Mission' and the things were sold to the members slightly below cost as a reward for their servility。
They were for the most part tame； broken…spirited； poor wretches who contentedly resigned themselves to a life of miserable toil and poverty； and with callous indifference abandoned their offspring to the same fate。 Compared with such as these； the savages of New Guinea or the Red Indians are immensely higher in the scale of manhood。 They are free！ They call no man master； and if they do not enjoy the benefits of science and civilization； neither do they toil to create those things for the benefit of others。 And as for their children … most of those savages would rather knock them on the head with a tomahawk than allow them to grow up to be half…starved drudges for other men。
But these were not free： their servile lives were spent in grovelling and cringing and toiling and running about like little dogs at the behest of their numerous masters。 And as for the benefits of science and civilization； their only share was to work and help to make them； and then to watch other men enjoy them。 And all the time they were tame and quiet and content and said； ‘The likes of us can't expect to 'ave nothing better； and as for our children wot's been good enough for us is good enough for the likes of them。'
But although they were so religious and respectable and so contented to be robbed on a large scale； yet in small matters； in the commonplace and petty affairs of their everyday existence； most of these men were acutely alive to what their enfeebled minds conceived to be their own selfish interests； and they possessed a large share of that singular cunning which characterizes this form of dementia。
That was why they had chosen to ride in Nimrod's brake … because they wished to chum up with him as much as possible； in order to increase their chances of being kept on in preference to others who were not so respectable。
Some of these poor creatures had very large heads； but a close examination would have shown that the size was due to the extraordinary thickness of the bones。 The cavity of the skull was not so large as the outward appearance of the head would have led a casual observer to suppose； and even in those instances where the brain was of a fair size； it was of inferior quality； being coarse in texture and to a great extent composed of fat。
Although most of them were regular attendants at some place of so…called worship； they were not all teetotallers； and some of them were now in different stages of intoxication； not because they had had a great deal to drink； but because … being usually abstemious … it did not take very much to make them drunk。
From time to time this miserable crew tried to enliven the journey by singing； but as most of them only knew odd choruses it did not come to much。 As for the few who did happen to know all the words of a song； they either had no voices or were not inclined to sing。 The most successful contribution was that of the religious maniac； who sang several hymns； the choruses being joined in by everybody； both drunk and sober。
The strains of these hymns； wafted back through the balmy air to the last coach； were the cause of much hilarity to its occupants who also sang the choruses。 As they had all been brought up under ‘Christian' influences and educated in ‘Christian' schools； they all knew the words： ‘Work； for the night is coming'； ‘Turn poor Sinner and escape Eternal Fire'； ‘Pull for the Shore' and ‘Where is my Wandering Boy？'
The last reminded Harlow of a song he knew nearly all the words of； ‘Take the news to Mother'； the singing of which was much appreciated by all present and when it was finished they sang it all over again； Philpot being so affected that he actually shed tears； and Easton confided to Owen that there was no getting away from the fact that a boy's best friend is his mother。
In this last carriage； as in the other two； there were several men who were more or less intoxicated and for the same reason … because not being used to taking much liquor； the few extra glasses they had drunk had got into their heads。 They were as sober a lot of fellows as need be at ordinary times； and they had flocked together in this brake because they were all of about the same character … not tame； contented imbeciles like most of those in Misery's carnage； but men something like Harlow； who； although dissatisfied with their condition； doggedly continued the hopeless； weary struggle against their fate。
They were not teetotallers and they never went to either church or chapel； but they spent little in drink or on any form of enjoyment … an o