Mr. Read had already concluded that Benjamin was never so happy as

when he had a book in his hand, or was with some intelligent companion

conversing upon a useful topic. He had formed a high estimate of his

talents and character in the few weeks he had been a boarder at his

house. He saw in him a rising young man, and predicted for him a

remarkable career. His daughter, too, was as favorably impressed by

acquaintance with him. She learned that he was the youth, who cut such

a comical figure on the street, eating his roll of bread, on a Sunday

morning a short time before, and she could scarcely believe her eyes.

The transformation in him was almost too great for belief. That such a

shack in appearance should turn out to be the brightest and

best-informed young man who ever boarded at her father's, was an

impressive fact. She was gratified at his appearance, and enjoyed

conversation with him.

Benjamin was well pleased with his boarding-place, and enjoyed himself

with the family; especially with the daughter, who was rather a

graceful, good-looking, bright girl. Several young men, also, boarded

there, whom he made companions. These, with others, whose acquaintance

he made within three or four months, became the source of so much

pleasure to him that he fast became weaned from Boston.

As soon as Benjamin was fairly settled in business, he wrote to his

old friend, John Collins, of Boston, giving him a full account of his

trip to Philadelphia, his trials and successes, and closing by

charging him with secrecy as to his whereabouts.

He had given such unjustifiable scope to his resentment of his

brother's harsh treatment, and his father's final endorsement of that

brother, that he did not stop to think of the sorrow he was bringing

upon his parents by his wayward course. For the time being, his filial

affection appeared to be sacrificed to his revengeful spirit.

At that time, the printer's trade ranked higher, in public estimation,

than any other mechanical business. All editors in the country were

printers, and most of the printers were better educated than any other

artisans; hence their social standing was higher. On this account, a

talented and brilliant boy like Benjamin took a high rank at once, and

readily found access to the respect and confidence of all who made his

acquaintance.

In due time, Benjamin received a letter from Collins, detailing the

excitement that followed his sudden disappearance from Boston, what

was said, the sorrow among his friends over his disgraceful exit, how

his brother was getting on, and many other matters about which he was

glad to hear. The letter closed by assuring him that no person in

Boston was apparently so ignorant of the runaway's whereabouts as

himself, from which he inferred that Collins was keeping the secret

well.

While Benjamin was flattering himself that his friends were entirely

ignorant of his place of residence, except John Collins, his

brother-in-law, Robert Homes, "master of a sloop that traded between

Boston and Delaware," was at Newcastle, forty miles from Philadelphia.

There he met a citizen of the latter place, of whom he made inquiries

as to the business of the town. Among other things, he said:

"A young printer from Boston has settled there recently, who ranks

high as a workman and as a talented young man."

"Do you know his name?" inquired Captain Homes, startled by the

revelation.

"Benjamin Franklin."

With an effort to conceal his surprise and interest, he asked:

"For whom does he work?"

"For Mr. Keimer, our new printer."

"Are you acquainted with him?"

"Not particularly; I have met him."

"Is he a young man of standing and good habits?"

"He is. It is said that he is very talented, and that he wrote for the

press in Boston before he came to Philadelphia."

"Is that so?" responded the captain, to conceal that he was any

acquaintance of his.

"Yes; and, as a matter of course, such a young man is much thought of.

He is not set up at all, but appears to be modest and unassuming. He

is very much liked by all."

"Do you think he means to make Philadelphia his home in the future?"

"That is what he intends, as I understand it." In this way, Captain

Homes gained whatever information he wanted, without disclosing that

Benjamin Franklin was his brother-in-law. Then he embraced the first

opportunity to write and forward to him the following letter from

Newcastle:

"DEAR BROTHER,--I have just learned from a citizen of Philadelphia

that you reside in that town. It is the first knowledge that any of

us have had of your whereabouts since you ran away from Boston. You

can have no idea of the sorrow you caused the family by your unwise

and thoughtless act. It well-nigh broke your mother's heart, and

added several years to your father's appearance. But I write to

advise and entreat you to return to Boston. I am confident that

your parents, and all other friends, will receive you with open

arms, forgetting the past in their joy over your presence. They do

not know even that you are alive; and your return will be to them

as one risen from the dead. I trust that this letter will find you

well, and disposed to heed my advice, and go back to Boston. It

will be the best thing for you and the whole family. Let me hear

from you; direct your letter to this place; if sent at once it will

reach me here.

"Yours affectionately,

"ROBERT HOMES."

The reader may very properly infer that Benjamin was taken by surprise

by this letter. Now his friends would know where he was. How did

Captain Homes discover his place of residence? This question kept

uppermost in his mind. His letter did not tell. Benjamin pondered the

matter through the day, and finally resolved to answer it squarely and

promptly in the evening. That night he wrote the following:

"CAPTAIN ROBERT HOMES:

"_Dear Brother_,--I received your letter to-day, and it was a

genuine surprise to me. How in the world you discovered my

whereabouts is a mystery to me; but it is all well and will turn

out for the best, no doubt. To answer your letter affords me an

opportunity to state exactly the cause of my sudden departure from

Boston, which I do not think you understand. The sole cause of my

leaving was the unjust and harsh treatment of James. Instead of

seeing in me a brother, he saw only an apprentice, indentured to

him until I was twenty-one, over whom he held the iron rod of a

master, and from whom he expected the most servile obedience. At

times I may have been saucy and provoking, but it was when I was

receiving more than flesh and blood could bear. For, in letting

loose his violent temper, he not only lashed me unmercifully with

his tongue, but he resorted to blows; and you ought to know enough

of the Franklins by this time to understand that no one of them

would submit to such oppression. Then, to cap the climax, father,

who had always sided with me whenever our difficulties were laid

before him, now gave his decision, for some reason, in favor of

James. That was the last straw on the camel's back. Nothing but

harsh treatment by a master, who asserted his rights under the law,

awaited me. To remain was to be trod upon, and suffer, and become a

slave instead of a man. To leave was impossible, unless I left

clandestinely. For many days a mighty contest was waged in my soul

between love of home and escape from a bondage as bad as Negro

slavery.

"After all I had done for James, in his great trouble with the

Government, that he should treat me, his own brother, as a menial

to be abused, seemed hard indeed. Under such a burden of trial,

scarcely knowing whither to look for a friend, I resolved to

escape, and I do not now regret the step. I knew that I should be

misjudged--that I should be called a runaway, and thought to be on

the road to ruin. But I am not. I mean to make the most of myself

possible. I am now among good friends, who kindly second all my

efforts at self-improvement, and my business prospects were never

so good. If industry, economy, temperance, honesty, and

perseverance will win, then I shall win; you may be sure of that.

"Yours affectionately,

"BENJAMIN."

Captain Homes was a strong, good man, used to roughing it in a

seafaring life; but when he read Benjamin's letter, tears stood in his

eyes, and his lips quivered with emotion, as his great heart went out

in sympathy for his wife's young brother.

"Read that letter," he said to Governor Keith, who was present, "and

then I will tell you about the author of it."

Governor Keith read it, with moistened eyes, although he was a

stranger to the writer and his romantic history.

"A touching letter," he remarked, returning it to the captain.

"The author of it is my wife's youngest brother, only a boy now."

"How old?" inquired the governor.

"Only seventeen."

"Indeed, he must be a remarkable boy."

"He is. The most gifted boy ever raised in Boston."

"Then he ran away from Boston?"

"Yes; his father's family is a prominent one in the city, and the

eldest son is a printer, to whom this youngest son was apprenticed."

"I see now," responded the governor. "That explains the letter. And he

is settled now in Philadelphia?"

"He is. I accidentally learned where he was, a few days ago, and wrote

to him; and this letter is his answer. Let me tell you more about

him." And the captain rehearsed his connection with the _Courant_, as

correspondent and editor, dwelling upon his ability and power as an

independent thinker, capable of canvassing and writing upon almost any

public question.

"Remarkable, for one so young!" exclaimed the governor, after

listening to the detailed account. "Such a young man should be

encouraged in his business."

"So I think," responded the captain. "His letter has opened my eyes,

and I see now that he had good reason to run away. I believe that he

will make his mark, live where he may."

"Of course he will," replied the governor. "His success is certain,

only give him a chance. I will assist him to establish a printing

house of his own in Philadelphia, and he shall have the government

printing to do."

"He is abundantly qualified to do it, and I think any aid of that sort

you can give him will be for your interest as well as his. He is

reliable and will do his best." The captain said this in the honesty

of his heart, having a strong desire to see Benjamin rise.

"We have two printing houses in Philadelphia now; but they are poor

affairs," continued the governor. "Neither proprietor understands his

business, and one of them is very ignorant. I think that this young

man would take the lead at once."

"I think that I can secure the government printing of Delaware for

him," interrupted Colonel French, of Newcastle, who had listened to

the conversation with the deepest interest.

"Captain Homes, I will see your brother-in-law as soon as I return to

Philadelphia," added Governor Keith. "We must not let such a young man

be buried up in a one-horse printing house."

"I am going to Philadelphia with the governor," interjected Colonel

French, "and I will accompany him to see the young man."

"I thank you both very much, and I think that neither of you will ever

regret your decision." Captain Homes spoke so warmly and approvingly

that both governor and colonel felt reassured as they separated.

The foregoing discloses two good traits of Benjamin's character, which

the reader may consider with profit. First, he must have been very

observing. He understood the construction of a printing-press so well,

that he could put an old one into running order, young as he was, when

its proprietor was unable to do it. This is more remarkable, because

he was not obliged to study the mechanism of a printing-press in order

to work it. Many persons operate machines without understanding their

construction at all. But a class of minds are never satisfied until

they understand whatever commands their attention. They are

inquisitive, and wish to know the philosophy of things. It was so with

Benjamin; and this quality proved a valuable element of his success.

It was the secret of his discoveries and inventions in his manhood, as

we shall see, just as it was with Stephenson. As soon as he was

appointed plugman of an engine, at seventeen years of age, he began to

study its construction. In his leisure hours, he took it to pieces,

and put it together again several times, in order to understand it.

In the second place, Benjamin was not proud. "Pride goeth before

destruction, and a haughty spirit before a fall." He never came under

this condemnation. A sight of him passing up Market Street, with a

loaf of bread under each arm, while devouring the third one in his

hand, in apparel that was less comely than that of many modern tramps,

is proof that pride had no dominion over him. Many boys of seventeen,

in such poverty and apparel, would have avoided a public street, and

even a Quaker meetinghouse. But these were small matters to Benjamin.

He was thinking of greater things--employment and a livelihood. He had

a destiny to work out, and in working that he must do as he could, and

not as he would. He cared not for the laughs and jeers of those who

could dress better and live more sumptuously than himself, since it

was absolutely necessary for him to dress as he did in order "to make

his ends meet." He might have followed the example of some young men,

and incurred a debt, in order "to cut a dash," but he believed then,

as he wrote afterwards, that "lying rides on debt's back," and that it

is "better to go to bed supperless than to rise in debt"; or, as he

expressed himself in other maxims, "Those have a short Lent who owe

money to be paid at Easter," and "It is easier to build two chimneys

than to keep one in fuel."

XXII.

GOING UP HIGHER.

Not many days after Benjamin replied to the letter of Captain Homes,

an unusual scene transpired at Keimer's office.

"There's Governor Keith on the other side of the street," said Keimer

to Benjamin, as they stood looking out of the window. "That tall man

with a gentleman walking with him."

"I see," replied Benjamin. "I should think they were coming here."

"Sure enough, they are crossing the street; they must be coming here;

I wonder what for." And Keimer ran down stairs to meet them before the

last words, as above, were off his lips. He supposed, of course, that

they were coming to see him. He met them politely at the door, for it

was not every day that he had the privilege of welcoming a governor to

his printing office, but was somewhat taken aback when the governor

inquired:

"Does Benjamin Franklin work here?"

"He does; do you wish to see him?" Keimer was almost bewildered when

he answered. "What can the governor want of that boy?" he thought.

"Can I see him?"

"Certainly, walk in."

They walked in and took seats. Benjamin was called.

"This is the young man you wanted to see," said Keimer, introducing

him. "Governor Keith, Benjamin."

"I am very happy to make your acquaintance," responded the governor."

I met your brother-in-law, Captain Homes, at Newcastle, the other day,

and I promised to call and see you. And this is Colonel French, of

Newcastle, who, also, promised Captain Homes to call with me,"

introducing the colonel.

Benjamin was too much astonished to feel at ease. He would not have

been so amazed if an officer from Boston had called to arrest him as a

runaway. What the governor of Pennsylvania could want of him was

beyond his wildest dreams.

"If Mr. Keimer can spare you a short time, we would like you to go

with us for an interview, as we promised Captain Homes," added the

governor.

"I am at your service," Benjamin replied, collecting his scattered and

wondering thoughts. "Mr. Keimer can spare me, no doubt."

Within a few minutes, he was with the governor and Colonel French at a

tavern on the corner of Third Street, in a room by themselves.

"I am very glad to meet a young man of your abilities," remarked the

governor, "and I want to talk with you about setting up the printing

business for yourself in this town. Captain Homes told me of your

experience and ability, on this and other lines, and I am sure that

you can start a printing house of your own, and make a success of it."

"But I have nothing to start such a business with. It requires

capital."

"True, very true; but I think we can arrange that. Perhaps your father

could give you a start, judging from what Captain Homes says."

"I suppose that he might if he was so disposed; but I doubt whether he

would do it." Benjamin was querying, as he spoke, whether Captain

Homes had disclosed the fact of his being a runaway.

"I can write a letter to him, setting before him the excellent

opportunity for a printer here who understands the business as you do,

and advise him to render you aid." The governor did not hint that he

knew about his leaving home clandestinely.

"That is very kind on your part; but is it not true, that two printing

houses are as many as this town can support well?"

"It would be if they were first-class; but they are not. The

proprietors do not understand their business; they have poor

equipments, too; and their outfit does not enable them to do

first-class work."

"The governor will see that you have the government printing of

Pennsylvania to do," suggested Colonel French; "and I have no question

that I can secure the government printing of Delaware for you, also.

This will give you patronage as well as business."

"I thank you both very much for your kindness and confidence; and I

should like nothing better than to have a printing house of my own."

"How would this plan do?" continued the governor. "You return to

Boston by the first vessel that goes, taking a letter from me to your

father, in which I will lay the whole matter before him, so that he

can understand it, recommending that he set you up in business here."

"Well," replied Benjamin, after some hesitation, "the plan is good

enough; but I fear it will not work."

"It will do no hurt to try it," retorted the governor; "and you will

have an opportunity to see your friends, and they will have an

opportunity to see you."

"Yes, and I shall enjoy that; but I could not honorably leave Mr.

Keimer at present."

"It will not be necessary to leave him at present. It may be three

months before a vessel is billed for Boston. You can work for him at

present, notifying him that you shall return to Boston on a visit by

the first vessel that goes."

"Yes, I can do that," said Benjamin.

"You will not, of course, divulge your plan of establishing a printing

house of your own," suggested the governor. "Keep that a secret. Your

plan may not work, so that it will be wise to keep it a secret for the

present."

"Well, I will defer to your judgment, and return to Boston by the

first vessel that sails. If the plan works, and Benjamin Franklin

should run a successful business house in this town, the credit of it

will belong to you."

They separated, with the understanding that Benjamin would return to

Boston by the first vessel sailing for that port. The governor and his

friend retired, and Benjamin returned to his work at the printing

office.

The reader will make special note of this unusual scene. Here was the

governor of Pennsylvania and a leading public man of Delaware in

conference with a boy of seventeen years, about establishing a

printing house of his own in Philadelphia, with the promise of the

government patronage! What sort of a boy must he be? Not one of common

mould or capacity; but one, as the sequel will show, who shall rule in

the councils of the nation!

Keimer's curiosity was on tiptoe; he wanted to know what business

Governor Keith could have with his young employe.

"Why," replied Benjamin, "he met my brother-in-law, who is captain of

a sloop, at Newcastle, and learned of him that I was working in this

town, and so he called."

"All that may be; but governors are not in the habit of calling upon

boys as a matter of courtesy." And Keimer looked very unbelieving when

he said it.

"He told my brother-in-law that he should call, and my brother-in-law

urged him to do so. Colonel French was a personal friend, who came

with him; and he, too, promised Captain Homes that he would call."

"That is all right; but you are the first boy that ever lived in

Philadelphia, who has attracted the governor's patronage to himself."

Keimer was somewhat jocose, while, at the same time, he was evidently

suspicious that Benjamin was withholding the real object of the

governor's visit.

"My brother-in-law had written to me to take the first opportunity I

could to make a trip to Boston to see my friends," continued Benjamin,

"and he talked with the governor about it. The governor thinks as he

does."

"Going?"

"Not at present. If I go, I must go by sea, and not by land. Can't

afford to go by land; and I am told that vessels do not often sail

from here to Boston. I shall have to wait to get more money than I

have now before I go."

"Perhaps the governor will charter a vessel to take you there if you

ask him," suggested Keimer, who was evidently chagrined that the

governor called to see his employe instead of himself.

"Perhaps I shall ask him when I become more familiar with him,"

Benjamin replied, with a twinkle in his eye. "When I get to be a

member of his staff I may be cheeky enough to suggest it."

Keimer found that he could not make out much by quizzing his young

printer, so he dropped it and dismissed the subject for the time

being.

Benjamin's thoughts were all the while concentrated on this unexpected

turn of affairs. It would not be strange if such interest in his

welfare by the highest officer in the state appealed to his vanity

somewhat, although Keimer could discover nothing of the kind. The

latter gentleman, however, concluded that he had a mysterious

character in his employ, and he was greatly puzzled to know just what

he was. He might be the son of some great man, for whose sake the

governor interested himself in his welfare. Possibly he might have

left Boston in some trouble, and his influential friends, together

with Captain Homes, induced the governor to look after him. Many

theories, by way of explanation, occupied his thoughts. At any rate,

he was an enigma to his employer, who was becoming more and more

interested in him. The governor's visit served to magnify his

abilities and worth in Keimer's view. He thought more of him than he

did before. He discovered more talent and efficiency in him. But he

could get little satisfaction out of him. Once in a while he would

indulge in a spasm of quizzing, and then he would subside into silent

musing over the curious boy who was setting type for him.

Benjamin continued to work early and late, interesting himself in

Keimer's business as if it were his own, thereby becoming an

indispensable assistant to him. But he embraced the first opportunity

to write to his boon companion in Boston, John Collins, and disclose

the unexpected change in his affairs, as follows:

"DEAR JOHN: You will be surprised to learn that I expect to make a

visit to Boston by the first vessel that sails for that port. It

may be three or four months before one sails, but look for me on

board. I will tell you how this new order of things was brought

about. My brother-in-law, Capt. Robert Homes, was at Newcastle,

Delaware, and found out, in some way, that I was living in

Philadelphia; and he wrote to me. I replied to his letter, and he

showed it to Governor Keith of Pennsylvania, who lives in this

town, and told him about me, and interested him in my welfare. So

the governor came to see me, and urged me to establish a printing

house of my own here, promising me the state printing, and offering

to write a letter to my father that I shall take with me when I go

to Boston, in which he will set forth the prospects of my success,

and urge him to furnish me with money to start. This is the

substance of the story, the details of which I will rehearse when I

see you. In the mean time continue to keep the secret. I suppose

that Captain Homes will disclose the place of my residence, so that

it will be a mystery to them no longer; but do not let any thing

get abroad from you. When we meet I shall have much to tell you.

Until then, good-bye.

"Your old friend,

"B. FRANKLIN."

Governor Keith sent for Benjamin to dine with him.

"I wanted to talk with you a little more about your visit to Boston,"

he remarked at the dinner-table. "How long will you be gone?"

"That will depend upon the voyage. There and back will occupy from

three to four weeks on the vessel. I do not care about spending over a

week in Boston. I shall want to get back as soon as I can to start in

business."

"Does Mr. Keimer suspect that any thing in particular is on the tapis?

I did not know but my visit might awaken his curiosity to learn what

it was for."

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