CHAPTER VIII.

THE PRINTER-BOY.

After Benjamin had worked at cutlery a suitable time, his father went

to close the bargain, and make out the papers for his apprenticeship.

But, to his surprise, his nephew demanded such conditions that Mr.

Franklin could not think of accepting his proposition; and the result

was, that he took Benjamin away, much to his disappointment. The boy

submitted to his father's decision, however, with true filial

obedience, evidently believing that he had good reasons for taking

such a stand. Now he was neither a tallow-chandler nor a cutler,

though not destined to be long without employment.

Just before this juncture, as if Providence ordered events on

Benjamin's account, his brother James returned from England, where he

learned the printer's trade. He brought with him a good press, and

type, in order to establish himself in Boston.

"How would you like to learn the printer's trade with your brother

James?" inquired Mr. Franklin of Benjamin. "I have been thinking that

it was a good thing you did not continue the cutlery business, because

you have superior qualifications for this."

"What qualifications have I for this that I have not for the cutler's

trade?" asked Benjamin.

"You are a good reader, and have an intellectual turn, being fond of

books, and such things belonging to mental improvement as the trade of

printer offers."

"I think I should like the business very well," added Benjamin.

"Perhaps I should have a better opportunity to read than I should with

cousin Samuel."

"Of course you would. For the very matter you may be required to put

into type may be as interesting and profitable as anything you could

find in a book. All that you read in books went through the printer's

hand first."

"I had not thought of that before. I think I should like the business

better than almost anything I know of. How long will it take to learn

the trade?"

"It will take some time," answered Mr. Franklin. "You are now twelve

years of age, and you can certainly acquire the best knowledge of the

business by the time you are twenty-one years old."

"That is a long time," said Benjamin; "but I shall do what you think

best."

"I want _you_ should think it is best, too," said his father. "If you

have no inclination to be a printer, I do not wish to have you

undertake it. I have no confidence that you will succeed in any

business for which you have no taste."

"Well, I think better of this business now than I do of any other,"

replied Benjamin, "and I should like to try it."

"I will speak with James about it," said his father, "and see what

arrangements can be made. The prospects of the business are not very

flattering at present, but I think the day is coming when it will

thrive."

Mr. Franklin lost no time in consulting James, who favoured the plan

without any reserve. He proposed to take Benjamin as an apprentice, to

serve until he was twenty-one years of age, having only his board and

clothes until the last year, when he would receive journeyman's wages.

This was a good opportunity on the whole, for printing was in its

infancy in America at that time. It is probable that not more than six

or eight persons had been in the business in Boston before James

Franklin commenced, in the year 1717. The demand for printing must

have been very small indeed.

When Mr. Franklin first made known to Benjamin the conditions on which

James would receive him into the printing-office, and that he would be

expected to sign the indenture, and leave his father's roof for such a

boarding-place as his brother might provide, he hesitated about

taking the step. He stated his objections frankly and fully to his

father, who removed them without much difficulty, so that the writings

were drawn up, and Benjamin placed his signature to them and was

henceforth a "Boston printer's boy."

He had not laboured long at the business before he was quite

fascinated with it. He liked it better even than he expected. He

exhibited, too, a good degree of tact for it, and his progress in

learning the art was rapid. His brother was highly gratified with his

close attention to his business, and commended him for the use he made

of his leisure moments in reading. He was introduced now to another

class of acquaintances, so that his opportunities for getting books to

read were more favourable. The printing-office was frequented by

booksellers' apprentices, whose employers necessarily wanted jobs of

printing done. Through them Benjamin was made acquainted with the

limited stock of books the market afforded.

"I will lend you that book to-night," said one of these apprentices to

him, "if you will return it clean in the morning," alluding to a

certain volume which Benjamin was looking over in the book-store.

"I should be glad to read it," answered Benjamin; "I think I can read

it through before I go to bed, and so return it in the morning when I

go to the office."

"You won't have much time left for sleep, if you read that book

through before you go to bed," said the apprentice.

"Perhaps not; but I can afford to make a short night's rest of it, if

I can have the reading of this book. I shall not mind that, and I can

return it without a blemish."

"The book is for sale," continued the apprentice, "and we might have a

call for it to-morrow, or I would let you keep it longer. If you do

not read it all to-night, and we do not sell it to-morrow, you can

take it home with you again to-morrow night. I frequently read a

volume through, a little at a time, before we have a chance to sell

it."

"You may be sure of having this in the morning, safe and sound," said

Benjamin, as he left the store, thanking his friend for the kind

favour.

He went home, and sat up most of the night to read the book, being

more deeply interested in its contents than he was in pleasant dreams.

A short nap, after the volume was finished, was all that time could

afford him; and the bookseller got his book, and the printing-office

its apprentice, in good season.

This was but a single instance of the favours he received in this way

from his new acquaintances in the book business. Many nights he stole

from sleep, that he might read volumes which he must return in the

morning. In this way his mind was much improved, so that he began to

be noticed in the office as a boy of great promise. One day Mr.

Matthew Adams, a merchant of rank and influence, who had been

attracted by Benjamin's appearance, said to him: "Do you find time to

read any, with all the work you have to perform?"

"Yes, sir," replied Benjamin; "I read in the evenings, and

occasionally find a little time during the day."

"It is an excellent plan for boys to improve their minds," said Mr.

Adams; "you will never regret spending your time in this way. I should

be glad to show you my library, and to lend you any books you may be

interested to read."

"That is what I should like," said Benjamin, evidently delighted with

this unexpected offer; "I find it difficult to get all the books I

want."

"It would afford me great pleasure to assist you what little I can in

this respect," repeated Mr. Adams. "Boys who are not privileged to go

to school need such help, and I am glad to see that you are disposed

to accept of it."

Benjamin thanked him for his kindness, and assured him that he should

embrace the first opportunity to call at his house. He redeemed his

promise at his earliest convenience, and Mr. Adams received him with

genuine cordiality. He showed him his library, and allowed him to

select any book he preferred to carry home, and invited him to come as

often as he pleased for others. This was a brimful cup of kindness to

Benjamin, and the reader may be sure that he thought highly of Mr.

Adams. Nor was he backward in availing himself of the privilege

offered, but went often to gratify his thirst for knowledge.

The reader can scarcely appreciate the value of this privilege to

Benjamin, unless he understands that books were far from being

abundant then. The bookstores, instead of being furnished with

thousands of volumes to suit every taste in the reading world, offered

only a meagre collection of volumes, such as would hardly be noticed

at the present time. There were no large publishing houses,

manufacturing many books in a year, and scattering them over the land,

as is the case to-day. Neither were there any libraries at that time.

The idea of a collection of books to lend for the public good had not

entered the minds of men,--a striking contrast with this feature of

society now, when a city like Boston opens its splendid Public Library

of seventy-five thousand volumes, free to all her citizens, and

smaller towns and villages throughout the land furnish reading matter

for old and young in similar proportion; whilst private libraries of

five, ten, twenty, and thirty thousand volumes are not unusual. Now,

the trouble with boys is not how they can possibly get books to read,

but what they shall select from the vast number that load the shelves

of libraries and bookstores.

The habit of reading which Benjamin had thus early formed served to

make him punctual. In order to command the more time, he was promptly

at his work, and efficiently discharged every duty. He was seldom, if

ever, caught in tardiness. It was this well-formed habit of

punctuality that made him so reliable in the printing-office. His

brother knew that he would be there at such a time, and that he would

remain just so many hours. This fact won his confidence, as it does

the confidence of every one. There is no quality that does more to

gain a good name for an individual, and inspire the confidence of his

fellow-men, than this one of punctuality. It is so generally found in

company with other excellent traits of character, that it seems to be

taken for granted, usually, that the punctual person is worthy in

other respects. This quality contributed to the renown and influence

of Lord Brougham, of whom it is said, that, when he was in the zenith

of his glory, presiding in the House of Lords and the Court

of Chancery, he found time to manage eight or ten public

associations,--one of which was the Society for the Diffusion of

Useful Knowledge,--and he was a pattern of punctuality in every place,

being always in the chair when the hour for meeting arrived.

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