In the course of a few weeks "Dodd" secured a clerkship that was much
to his mind. It was, however, one greatly in advance of his ability to
manage, with his present attainments. If he had believed that
fidelity, honesty, and attention to business were the prime factors of
success, he might have mastered the situation, perhaps. He did not so
believe. On the contrary, he held that the more he could shirk and get
out of, and still draw his salary, the sharper he was. He acted in
accordance with his belief. People usually do!
But business is business. "Dodd" found his employer an exact man--one
who required service by the card. This the young man could not, or
rather would not render. He blundered in his work on more than one
occasion, and resorted to tricks to bolster up his carelessness or
inefficiency. The result was that after a few weeks' service he was
discharged. He was chagrined, mortified, angry. But he "cheeked it
through," as the young men of his class would say. It is bad business,
this "cheeking."
He loafed about once more, as formerly. He took a "deal" on the
curbstone occasionally, or now and then ventured a few pieces of silver
upon the black or red. He was back in the old notch.
For more than two years "Dodd" led this reckless, wasteful existence.
He was of age now, and his father had felt it his duty to tell him that
he must shift for himself. Mrs. Weaver mildly protested, but the
Weaver family was large, and though the Elder commanded a fair salary,
it cost money to live, and every mouth to be fed counted one.
So "Dodd" took a room down town, and then if the devil went to sleep,
sure of his victim, you do not wonder, do you?
Yet the great majority of young men in large cities room down town.
Details of degradation are always revolting. I will not trouble you
with what happened during these years of exile of this young man. His
story is like that of thousands in like case. His evil habits grew
upon him, and held him tighter and tighter in their thrall. Still, he
dressed well, went much into fashionable society, and saw much of life.
He was one of the boys, and he held his place among them by hook or by
crook. He was never brought to face a court on criminal charges. He
may never have been guilty of such acts. If not, is it not remarkable?
It was when "Dodd" was well down the steep he was descending that he
chanced, one day, to meet his old teacher, Mr. Bright. More than three
years had passed since they had seen each other, and each had changed
with time. Mr. Bright had grown not a little gray, and his devotion to
his profession had caused the marks of his craft to become deeply
seamed in his face.
His former pupil we have followed, day after day, and we know well
enough what he looked like.
The two passed a hearty greeting, "Dodd's" disbelief in mankind leaving
him for the moment, consumed by the positive integrity of the man whose
hand he held. Each took a searching look at the other, with mental
reservations in each case, as thus:
"Dodd": "Gray--hard worker--not up to snuff--square as a brick."
Mr. Bright: "Flashy clothes--shambling gait--a look in the eye that is
not direct."
These are the things they thought. They spoke of other matters.
Mutual inquiry led to the disclosure of the whereabouts of each, and
what each was doing though in this last item "Dodd" drew largely upon
his imagination, informing his teacher very indefinitely as to the
calling in which he was engaged. Mr. Bright had moved to the city,
having been called to take charge of an important educational
institution located within its corporate limits. He had a home of his
own, and said he should be glad to see "Dodd" there.
"Dodd" said he would call on Mr. Bright. He did so.
And now began one of the most perplexing series of circumstances that I
have yet had occasion to record. "Dodd" came to see his teacher, who
was really anxious to have a sober talk with him, and the two spent an
hour together. When they separated, "Dodd" had five dollars of Mr.
Bright's money in his pocket! He had "struck" his former preceptor for
a loan. I do not say that he had deliberately stolen this money.
Perhaps he meant to pay it back sometime; but he had long been used to
borrowing, and the impulse was almost irresistible to borrow whenever
he came where he could. Sometimes he returned these loans; oftener he
did not. His sense of right and wrong in such matters was not very
keen at this time.
And so he began to sponge off Mr. Bright. He came to visit him
frequently, and often left with a dollar or two extra after the
interview.
At first Mr. Bright did not fully realize the depth of degradation
which "Dodd" had reached. He made these small loans as he would have
given money to a son of his own, had he had one. He talked with the
young man, and once or twice hinted that he feared all was not as it
should be. But "Dodd" evaded an issue, and so the days went by.
But one evening these two people met, and the truth stood revealed.
"Dodd" was drunk.
Mr. Bright knew a good deal about human nature, but he had had no
experience with the peculiar vice of drunkenness. His heart went out
towards "Dodd," and, taking the boy's arm in his own, he led him to his
house. He would care for the prodigal with his own hand, and restore
him if possible.
So he gave him the best chamber, and bathed his head, and watched with
him till far into the night. The next morning they talked it all over.
"Dodd" was penitent, even to the extent of tears and bitter weeping.
He pledged Mr. Bright that this should be the last time; that he would
reform now. He confessed that for years he had been a miserable sinner
in the matter of drink, but declared that now he would break off. In a
word, he did the usual thing on such occasions.
Mr. Bright heard his pledges with a swelling heart and a thankful soul.
He fondly hoped that he might save the young man yet. You may have had
like hopes under similar circumstances, my gentle reader.
The scene ended with "Dodd's" leaving Mr. Bright's house in the
afternoon of the following day, accompanied by any amount of good
advice and even prayers for his future good behavior. He took with him
also a ten dollar note which he had borrowed from his benefactor, just
to get a start with.