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Mr. Weller Speaks of Wisdom

From Pickwick Papers, chapter 55.

‘You think so now,’ said Mr. Weller, with the gravity of age, ‘but you’ll find as that you get vider, you’ll get viser. Vidth and Visdom, Sammy, alvays grows together.’

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For those who think that the Teenager is a modern invention, there’s this, from Dickens’s Sketches by Boz, 1836, The scene is a box at the theater:

First of all, there came three little boys and a little girl, who, in pursuance of pa’s directions, issued in a very audible voice from the box-door, occupied the front row; then two more little girls were ushered in by a young lady, evidently the governess. Then came three more little boys, dressed like the first, in blue jackets and trousers, with lay-down shirt-collars: then a child in a braided frock, and a high state of astonishment, with very large round eyes, opened to their utmost width, was lifted over the seats – a process which occasioned a considerable display of little pink legs – then came ma and pa, and then the eldest son, a boy of fourteen years old, who was evidently trying to look as if he did not belong to the family.

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