W. Pett Ridge

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W. Pett Ridge,  Erb — Chapter 1 (1903)

“ There's a man who utters that which is uppermost in his mind. There's a man,” he leaned forward as though about to give one last applauding compliment, “whose 'ighest ambition, whose most elevated thought, whose one supreme anxiety is for—a tankard of bitter. Friends,” with a whirl of both arms, “we talk about the tyranny and what not of capital: the enmity of the upper circles, but there, jest over there, is the class of man that is our greatest opponent, the man from whom we have most to fear.” ”
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W. Pett Ridge,  Erb — Chapter 1 (1903)

“ They spoke in an undertone of the evening's engagements: one proud man was to turn on the gas, as he cheerfully expressed it, at Victoria Park in the afternoon, another had had a long talk with a member of Parliament, and the member had shaken hands with him; they all presented to the crowd a very serious and thoughtful and statesmanlike appearance as they whispered to each other. Flakes of the crowd began to fall away. The last speaker finished, hoarse and panting.
“Whose turn is it to carry the chair?”
“Erb's!” said the others, quickly.
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W. Pett Ridge,  Erb — Chapter 1 (1903)

“ I knew he was a loafer,” said Erb. “Let him go now and prop up his favourite pubs; I want to talk to genuine working men, not toimitations of men. My first question is”—he referred to the notes on the back of an envelope which he held in his hand—“my first question is, what is it we working men most keenly desire at the present moment?”
“Tankard of bitter,” said someone.
“Ah!” Herbert Barnes whirled round, and pointed a forefinger at the humorist and his friends. “There's a man who speaks the truth. There's a man what says jest the thing he really thinks.
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