Aunt Judys Tales | Page 3

to hear some more, and nudged No. 5 to make him
be quiet; but Aunt Judy interposed; said she did not like to tell stories to
people who didn't care to know what they meant, and declared that No.
5 was quite right in asking what a victim was.
"A victim," said she, "was the creature which the old heathens used to
offer up as a sacrifice, after they had gained a victory in battle. You all
remember I dare say," continued she, "what a sacrifice is, and have
heard about Abel's sacrifice of the firstlings of his flock."
The children nodded assent, and Aunt Judy went on:-
"No such sacrifices are ever offered up now by us Christians, and so
there are no more real VICTIMS now. But we still use the word, and
call any creature a victim who is ill-used, or hurt, or destroyed by

somebody else.
"If you, any of you, were to worry or kill the cat, for instance, then the
cat would be called THE VICTIM OF YOUR CRUELTY; and in the
same manner the eight little Victims I am going to tell you about were
the victims of the whims and cruel prejudices of those who had the
charge of them.
"And now, before I proceed any further, I am going to establish a rule,
that whenever I tell you anything very sad about the little Victims, you
shall all of you groan aloud together. So groan here, if you please, now
that you quite understand what a victim is."
Aunt Judy glanced round the circle, and they all groaned together to
order, led off by Nos. 3 and 4, who did not, it must be owned, look in a
very mournful state while they performed the ceremony.
It was wonderful what good that groan did them all! It seemed to clear
off half the troubles of the day, and at its conclusion a smile was visible
on every face.
Aunt Judy then proceeded:-
"I do not want to make you cry too much, but I will tell you of the
miseries the captive victims underwent in the course of one single day,
and then you will be able to judge for yourselves what a life they led
together.
"One of their heaviest miseries happened every evening. It was the
misery of GOING TO BED. Perhaps now you may think it sounds odd
that going to bed should be called a misery. But you shall hear how it
was.
"In the evening, when all the doors were safely locked and bolted, so
that no one could get away, the little Victims were summoned down-
stairs, and brought into a room where some of the keepers were sure to
be sitting in the greatest luxury. There was generally a warm fire on the
hearth, and a beautiful lamp on the table, which shed an agreeable light
around, and made everything look so pretty and gay, the hearts of the
poor innocent Victims always rose at the sight.
"Sometimes there would be a huge visitor or two present, who would
now and then take the Victims on their knees, and say all manner of
entertaining things to them. Or there would be nice games for them to
play at. Or the keepers themselves would kiss them, and call them kind
names, as if they really loved them. How nice all this sounds, does it

not? And it would have been nice, if the keepers would but have let it
last for ever. But that was just the one thing they never would do, and
the consequence was, that, whatever pleasure they might have had, the
wretched Victims always ended by being dissatisfied and sad.
"And how could it be otherwise? Just when they were at the height of
enjoyment, just when everything was most delightful, a horrible knock
was sure to be heard at the door, the meaning of which they all knew
but too well. It was the knock which summoned them to bed; and at
such a moment you cannot wonder that going to bed was felt to be a
misfortune.
"Had there been a single one among them who was sleepy, or tired, or
ready for bed, there would have been some excuse for the keepers; but
as it was, there was none, for the little Victims never knew what it was
to feel tired or weary on those occasions, and were always carried
forcibly away before that feeling came on.
"Of course, when the knock was heard, they would begin to cry, and
say that it was very hard, and that they didn't WANT to go to bed, and
one went so far once as to add that she WOULDN'T go to bed.
"But it was all in vain. The little Victims might