Chapter 6
section six of jinks's baby his birth and other misfortunes by edward jenkins this librivox recording is in the public domain part one chapter six the antagonism of law and necessity In eighteen months, notwithstanding resolves, menaces, and prophecies, Jinx's baby was born. The mother hid the impending event long from the father. When he came to know of it, he fixed his determination by much thought and a little extra drinking. He argued thus.
He wouldn't go on the parish. He couldn't keep another youngster to save his life. He had never taken charity and never would. There was nothing to do with it but drown it. Female friends of Mrs. Jinx bruited his intentions about the neighborhood
so that her time was watched for with interest. At last it came. One afternoon, Jinx, lounging home, saw signs of excitement around his door in Rosemary Street. A knot of women and children awaited his coming.
Passing through them, he soon learned what had happened. Poor Mrs. Jinx! Without staying to think or argue, he took up the little stranger and bore it from the room. Oh, oh, oh, Jinx, Jinx!
She would have risen, but a strong power called weakness pulled her back. The man, meanwhile, had reached the street. Here he comes. There's the baby. He's gonna do it, sure enough, shrieked the women. The children stood agape.
He stopped to consider. It is very well to talk about drowning your baby, but to do it you need two things, water and opportunity. vauxhall bridge was the nearest way to the former and towards it jinx turned stop him murder take the child from him the crowd grew larger and impeded the man's progress some of his fellow workmen stood by regarding the fun leave us alone neighbors shouted jinx this is my own baby and i'll do what i likes with it i can't keep it and if i've got anything i can't keep it's best to get rid of it ain't it this child's going over voxel bridge
But the women clung to his arms and coattails. Hello, what's all this about? said a sharp, strong man, well-dressed and in good condition, coming up to the crowd. Another foundling!
Confound the place! The very stones produce babies! Where was it found? Chorus, recognizing a deputy-relieving officer. It weren't found at all.
It's Jinx's baby. Officer. Jinx's baby? Who's Jinx? Jinx. I am. Officer. Well? Jinx. Well? Chorus. He's going to drown it. Officer. Going to drown it?
Nonsense. Jinx. I am. Officer. Bless my heart. That's murder. Jinx. No taint. I've twelve already at home. Starvation's sure to kill this one. Best save it the trouble. Chorus. Take it away, Mr. Smug. He'll kill it if you don't. Officer. Stuff and nonsense. Quite contrary to law. Why, man, you're bound to support your child. You can't throw it off in that way, nor on the parish neither. Give me your name. I must get a magistrate's order.
The act of Parliament is as clear as daylight. I had a man up under it last week. Whosoever shall unlawfully abandon or expose any child being under the age of two years, whereby the life of such child shall be endangered, or the health of such child shall have been or shall be likely to be permanently injured, drowning comes under that, I think, shall be guilty of a misdemeanor, and being convicted thereof shall be liable at the discretion of
the court to be kept in penal servitude for the term of three years or to be imprisoned for any term not exceeding two years with or without hard labor. Mr. Smug, the officer, rolled out this section in a sonorous monotone without stops, like a clerk of the court. It was his pride to know by heart all the acts relating to his department and to bring them down upon any obstinate head that he wished to crush. Jinx's head, however, was impervious to an act of Parliament. In his then
temper, the combination service or St. Ernophus's curse would have been feathers to him. The only feeling aroused in his mind by the words of the legislature was
one of resentment. To him they seemed unjust, because they were hard and fast and made no allowance for circumstances. So he said,
Jinx, Damn the act of Parliament! What's the use of saying I shan't abandon the child when I can't keep it alive? Officer,
But you're bound by law to keep it alive. Jinx Bound to keep it alive? How am I to do it? There's the rest on him there, nodding towards his house.
Little better nor alive now. If that's an act of Parliament, why don't the act of Parliament provide for him? You know what wages is, and I can't get more than is going. Chorus Yes, why don't Parliament provide for him?
You take the child, Mr. Smug. Officer, regardless of grammar, Me take the child. The parish has enough to do to take care of foundlings and children whose parents can't or don't work. You don't suppose we will look after the children of those who can?
Jinx, Just so. You'll bring up bastards and beggar's pups, but you won't help an honest man to keep his head above water. This child's head is going underwater anyhow.
and he prepared to bolt amid fresh screams from the chorus. End of section 6
