Page:History of Whittington and his cat (1).pdf/2



was a very little boy when his father and mother died; so little indeed, that he never knew them nor the place where he was born. strolled about the country as ragged as a colt, till he met with a waggoner who was going to London, and gave him leave to walk all the way by the side of his waggon, without  any thing for his passage; which obliged little Whittington very much, as he wanted to see London sadly; for  had heard that the streets were paved with gold, and he was willing to get a bushel of it. But how great was his disappointment, poor boy! when he saw the streets covered with dirt instead gold, and found himself in a strange place, without a friend, without food, and without money.