CHAPTER VI.

GENEROUS SELF-DEVOTION.

THE day on which Lloyd Hudson was to pass his examination was one of

considerable interest and anxiety at home. Old Mr. Hudson, equable in

temper as he was, found it impossible to fix his mind upon business,

or to give it anything beyond the most formal attention. The mother

and sisters spent most of the time sitting in each other's rooms, and

talking of Lloyd. The girls—Martha and Ella—were sanguine about the

result; but Mrs. Hudson had her fears.

The usual dinner hour did not bring the young student.

"I thought it would have been all over before this," said Mr. Hudson,

as they gathered around the table. "But the work of examination is,

doubtless, slow. There is a large class this year."

"If he should be rejected," remarked the mother.

"We won't think that possible," said Martha. "I am sure Lloyd is well

prepared. No one could study harder than he has studied."

"But to think of five or six learned professors examining a young

student."

"That is one side of the case," said Mr. Hudson, "and the other is,

that they will examine him on the very points they have taught him.

They will ask him no questions, the answers to which they have not

before given him over and over again in their lectures, and which he

has not seen in books. I think we may safely believe that Lloyd is

fully prepared for the trial, and will pass through it with credit to

himself and honor to the school."

Just then the door was thrown open, and Lloyd walked in with a face

whose brightness told the story of his success.

"All right, I see," said the father, while his heart bounded as lightly

as a boy's.

"Yes, all right, father," returned Lloyd. "The professors did me the

honor to say that I passed the best examination of any who preceded me."

The mother and sisters could not restrain their joy, but starting from

the table, expressed the gladness they felt by warmly embracing the son

and brother.

"And now, my son," said old Mr. Hudson, as they were all together

that evening, "having passed successfully through your long day of

preparation for future usefulness in the world, the question as to the

next step comes up. What are your thoughts in respect to the future?

Have you turned your eyes in that direction?"

"I have thought a good deal of the future," replied the young man,

"but without arriving at any definite conclusion. Of course I wish

to consult you on the subject. Up to this time I have been entirely

dependent upon you for everything. This must now cease, and I must,

hereafter, depend upon my own exertions, which, at first, will meet

with but poor returns. The first thing to determine will be, where to

locate myself."

"Where but in this city?" said the mother, quickly. "You will not go

away from Philadelphia."

"A young physician has but a poor chance in a large city like this,

mother," replied Lloyd. "I might sit in my office for years without

getting practice sufficient to support me. But in some country town

at the West or South, I will doubtless find an opening of sufficient

importance to enable me to sustain myself."

"All that involves serious considerations," remarked Mr. Hudson. "As

Lloyd says, he ought now to sustain himself but if, in the nature of

things, is cannot be done without too great a sacrifice, he must be

sustained for a time longer. A practice in this city, if it can be

made, will be worth securing, even at considerable cost, for in a city

like Philadelphia, a physician of eminent abilities may rise into a

much more distinguished position, and be much more useful, than he can

in a small country town, where everything is circumscribed."

"I am afraid you overrate my ability, father," said the young man, with

the modesty he felt. "Eminence in the medical profession in a city like

this, is attained only by the few."

"By the few, my son, who, to good natural abilities, add untiring

industry and patient thought. You may rise high if you will; but all

the hindrances lie with yourself, and may be overcome. If you deem

your studies at an end when you get your diploma, then you will not

rise above a mere plodding physician, who is retrograding every year,

instead of advancing. But, if you remain a student, and, year after

year, add to your stock of information, at the same time that you

endeavor to make all practical, eminence will come as a natural result."

"That I know, as yet, nothing, I am deeply conscious," replied Lloyd.

"No one, therefore, can feel more sensibly than I do the necessity

for continuing the study of my profession with unremitting assiduity;

and not only of what directly appertains to it, but of all that has

an indirect bearing upon it. As to the eminence, I am content to let

that come, if ever it does come, as the consequence of well-directed

efforts."

"That is the true spirit, my son," replied Mr. Hudson. "Think not of

eminence as the end of your exertions, but rather as a consequence that

may or may not flow from them but which, if it ever does come, will

give you the ability to be more widely useful. If this be your spirit,

I incline to the opinion that you had better remain in Philadelphia,

where the field is wider, and the opportunities greater."

"But I cannot think of burdening you longer. It would not be right."

"It will be right if done in the right spirit, my son," replied the

high-minded watchmaker, who, though in humble circumstances, had a

noble nature. "What we do should not be in sole reference to ourselves.

Our acts ought to have some reference to the good of others. I believe

that it will be right for me to help you for one or two or three years,

until you are able to support yourself, for, thereby, you will the more

surely rise into a high and useful position. The sacrifice on my part

will be small, compared to the good attained."

The unanimous voice of the family was in favor of Lloyd's remaining

in Philadelphia, and living at home as before. It would be better for

him, in the end, to do so, he believed; but still, the thought of

burdening his father weighed upon his mind, and kept him for some time

undecided. When alone with him, his sisters urged strongly his giving

up all thought of removing from the city. To Martha he said, about a

week after he had received his diploma, and while the subject was yet

in agitation, in answer to the question, "Why will you think of leaving

us, brother?"

"Because I cannot make up my mind to depend upon father any longer. His

business, I have heard him say, is not so good as it was; and, besides,

he is growing old, and needs freedom from labor, rather than heavier

burdens. I feel, sister, that it would not be just."

To this Martha did not reply for some moments. She, too, felt that her

father's duties were too severe for him, and rather wished to see them

lightened instead of increased.

"It is true what you say about father," she remarked. "He ought not

to be more heavily burdened than he is, and he need not be. Ella and

I have talked that matter over, and decided that we will take a few

scholars and teach them music until you—"

"Never!" ejaculated the young man, firmly. "I will not listen to such

an arrangement."

"Why not, Lloyd?"

"You and Ella become music teachers for the purpose of supporting me

who ought to support you? No—no! Don't breathe it to me again. I will

go South."

"My brother will hear reason," said Martha, calmly.

"There is no reason in that," replied Lloyd, impatiently.

"And why not? All agree that it will be best for you to remain here.

The difficulty in the way is the slowness with which a practice is

acquired in a large city like this, and the inability of a young

physician to support himself for a year or two. Ella and I, in love

and duty, agree to do a certain thing, right in itself—as right as to

practise medicine—in order to sustain our brother, a young physician,

until he can sustain himself. Can he, upon any just plea, refuse to let

us be coworkers, in affection, with him in his honorable elevation.

Will he do violence to our love and sisterly pride? Will he abandon

his home, with all its dear associations, and go off among strangers,

because the voice of false pride is louder than the voice of reason and

love? No! Our brother will not so lightly esteem our offering. He will

not trample it under his feet!"

"Martha! Martha!" exclaimed the young man, "you must not urge me thus.

You paralyse, instead of giving strength to my judgment. My sisters

teach music to support me! Away with the thought!"

"False pride, false independence, Lloyd. It is nothing else. We have

the time and the ability; and whether you accept what we propose or

not, whether you go or stay, we shall do as we said. Our father demands

our consideration, and he shall have it. Long enough has he been

burdened for our support. But, oh! how much sweeter would be our tasks,

how much lighter our duties, if you would still consent to make home

glad with your presence."

Martha spoke with great tenderness; and she saw that her words made an

impression.

"Say that you will remain with us, brother," she continued. "Home will

not seem like home to any of us when you are gone. Do not be the first

to break the circle, when no real necessity for doing so exists."

The young man was silent, yet much disturbed.

"I will think about it a little longer," he said, in an agitated voice.

"At present I will only say, that this unexpected manifestation of

affection by you and Ella has touched me deeply. May it meet its just

reward."

"The reward is in your hands, brother. Do not withhold it," returned

Martha.

"Be silent, sister. You throw my thoughts all into confusion," said

Lloyd Hudson, in a tender yet rebuking-voice. "How am I to decide as to

the right course for me to take, when you bear down my feelings at this

rate? I must think more about it. I think alone. What I conscientiously

believe to be right, that I will do, and do it though all the world

oppose."

"In determining what is right for you to do, I will merely say,"

remarked the sister, "that if you admit into your counsels any

suggestions from false pride, your conclusions will be in great danger

of having in them a tincture of error. If there is any bias of feeling,

let it be given by love and not pride."

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