第 11 节
作者:冬恋      更新:2022-08-26 22:14      字数:9322
  Paul found himself standing before a handsome house of brown
  stone。  He ascended the steps; and inquired; on the door being
  opened; if Mr。 Preston was at home。
  〃I'll see;〃 said the servant。
  She returned in a short time; and said: 〃He says you may come
  upstairs。〃
  Paul followed the servant; who pointed out a door at the head of
  the first staircase。
  Paul knocked; and; hearing 〃Come in〃 from within; he opened the
  door and entered。
  He found himself in a spacious chamber; handsomely furnished。
  Mr。 Preston; in dressing…gown and slippers; sat before a
  cheerful; open fire。
  〃Come and sit down by the fire;〃 he said; sociably。
  〃Thank you; sir; I am warm with walking;〃 and Paul took a seat
  near the door。
  〃I am one of the cold kind;〃 said Mr。 Preston; 〃and have a fire
  earlier than most people。  You come about the shirts; I suppose?〃
  〃Yes; sir。〃
  〃Will your mother undertake them?〃
  〃With pleasure; sir。  She can no longer get work from the shop。〃
  〃Business dull; I suppose?〃
  〃Yes; sir。〃
  〃Then I am glad I thought of giving her the commission。  How's
  business with you to…day; eh?〃
  〃Pretty good; sir。〃
  〃How many neckties did you sell?〃
  〃Nineteen; sir。〃
  〃And how much do you get for that?〃
  〃Nine shillings and a halfa dollar and eighteen cents。〃
  〃That's pretty good for a boy like you。  When I was of your age I
  was working on a farm for my board and clothes。〃
  〃Were you; sir?〃 asked Paul; interested。
  〃Yes; I was bound out till I was twenty…one。  At the end of that
  time I was to receive a hundred dollars and a freedom suit to
  begin the world with。  That wasn't a very large capital; eh?〃
  〃No; sir。〃
  〃But the death of my employer put an end to my apprenticeship at
  the age of eighteen。  I hadn't a penny of money and was thrown
  upon my own resources。  However; I had a pair of good strong
  arms; and a good stock of courage。  I knew considerable about
  farming; but I didn't like it。  I thought I should like trade
  better。  So I went to the village merchant; who kept a small
  dry…goods store; and arranged with him to supply me with a small
  stock of goods; which I undertook to sell on commission for him。
  His business was limited; and having confidence in my honesty; he
  was quite willing to intrust me with what I wanted。  So I set out
  with my pack on my back and made a tour of the neighboring
  villages。〃
  Paul listened with eager interest。  He had his own way to make;
  and it was very encouraging to find that Mr。 Preston; who was
  evidently rich and prosperous; was no better off at eighteen than
  he was now。
  〃You will want to know how I succeeded。  Well; at first only
  moderately; but I think I had some tact in adapting myself to the
  different classes of persons with whom I came in contact; at any
  rate; I was always polite; and that helped me。  So my sales
  increased; and I did a good thing for my employer as well as
  myself。  He would have been glad to employ me for a series of
  years; but I happened to meet a traveling salesman of a New York
  wholesale house; who offered to obtain me a position similar to
  his own。  As this would give me a larger field and larger
  profits; I accepted gladly; and so changed the nature of my
  employment。  I became very successful。  My salary was raised from
  time to time; till it reached five thousand dollars。  I lived
  frugally and saved money; and at length bought an interest in the
  house by which I had been so long employed。  I am now senior
  partner; and; as you may suppose; very comfortably provided for。
  〃Do you know why I have told you this?〃 asked Mr。 Preston;
  noticing the eagerness with which Paul had listened。
  〃I don't know; sir; but I have been very much interested。〃
  〃It is because I like to give encouragement to boys and young men
  who are now situated as I used to be。  I think you are a smart
  boy。〃
  〃Thank you; sir。〃
  〃And; though you are poor; you can lift yourself to prosperity;
  if you are willing to work hard enough and long enough。〃
  〃I am not afraid of work;〃 said Paul; promptly。
  〃No; I do not believe you are。  I can tell by a boy's face; and
  you have the appearance of one who is willing to work hard。  How
  long have you been a street peddler?〃
  〃About a year; sir。  Before that time my father was living; and I
  was kept at school。〃
  〃You will find the street a school; though of a different kind;
  in which you can learn valuable lessons。  If you can get time in
  the evening; however; it will be best to keep up your school
  studies。〃
  〃I am doing that now; sir。〃
  〃That is well。  And now; about the shirts。  Did your mother say
  how long it would take her to make them?〃
  〃About three weeks; I think; sir。  Will that be soon enough?〃
  〃That will do。  Perhaps it will be well; however; to bring half
  the number whenever they are finished。〃
  〃All right; sir。〃
  〃I suppose your mother can cut them out if I send a shirt as a
  pattern?〃
  〃Yes; sir。〃
  Mr。 Preston rose; and; going to a bureau; took therefrom a shirt
  which he handed to Paul。  He then wrote a few lines on a slip of
  paper; which he also handed our hero。
  〃That is an order on Barclay & Co。;〃 he explained; 〃for the
  requisite materials。  If either you or your mother presents it;
  they will be given you。〃
  〃Very good; sir;〃 said Paul。
  He took his cap; and prepared to go。
  〃Good…evening; Mr。 Preston;〃 he said。
  〃Good…evening。  I shall expect you with the shirts when they are
  ready。〃
  Paul went downstairs and into the street; thinking that Mr。
  Preston was very sociable and agreeable。  He had fancied that
  rich men were generally 〃stuck up;〃 but about Mr。 Preston there
  seemed an absence of all pretense。  Paul's ambition was aroused
  when he thought of the story he had heard; and he wondered
  whether it would be possible for him to raise himself to wealth
  and live in as handsome a house as Mr。 Preston。  He thought what
  a satisfaction it would be if the time should ever come when he
  could free his mother from the necessity of work; and give little
  Jimmy a chance to develop his talent for drawing。  However; such
  success must be a long way off; if it ever came。
  He had intended to ride home; but his mind was so preoccupied
  that he forgot all about it; and had got some distance on his way
  before it occurred to him。  Then; not feeling particularly tired;
  he concluded to keep on walking; as he had commenced。
  〃It will save me six cents;〃 he reflected; 〃and that is
  something。  If I am ever going to be a prosperous merchant; I
  must begin to save now。〃
  So he kept on walking。  Passing the Cooper Institute; he came
  into the Bowery; a broad and busy street; the humble neighbor of
  Broadway; to which it is nearly parallel。
  He was still engaged in earnest thought; when he felt a rude slap
  on the back。  Looking round; he met the malicious glance of Mike
  Donovan; who probably would not have ventured on such a liberty
  if he had not been accompanied by a boy a head taller than
  himself; and; to judge from appearances; of about the same
  character。
  〃What did you do that for; Mike?〃 demanded Paul。
  〃None of your business。  I didn't hurt you; did I?〃 returned
  Mike; roughly。
  〃No; but I don't care to be hit that way by you。〃
  〃So you're putting on airs; are you?〃
  〃No; I don't do that;〃 returned Paul; 〃but I don't care about
  having anything to do with you。〃
  〃That's because you've got a new shirt; is it?〃 sneered Mike。
  〃It isn't mine。〃
  〃That's what I thought。  Who did you steal it from?〃
  〃Do you mean to insult me; Mike Donovan?〃 demanded Paul;
  angrily。
  〃Just as you like;〃 said Mike; independently。
  〃If you want to know why I don't want to have anything to do with
  you; I will tell you。〃
  〃Tell ahead。〃
  〃Because you're a thief。〃
  〃If you say that again; I'll lick you;〃 said Mike; reddening with
  anger。
  〃It's true。  You stole my basket of candy the other day; and that
  isn't the only time you've been caught stealing。〃
  〃I'll give you the worst licking you ever had。  Do you want to
  fight?〃 said Mike; flourishing his fist。
  〃No; I don't;〃 said Paul。  〃Some time when I haven't a bundle;
  I'll accommodate you。〃
  〃You're a coward!〃  sneered Mike; gaining courage as he saw Paul
  was not disposed for an encounter。
  〃I don't think I am;〃 said Paul; coolly。
  〃I'll hold your shirt;〃 said Mike's companion; with a grin; 〃if
  you want to fight。〃
  Paul; however; did not care to intrust the shirt to a stranger of
  so unprepossessing an appearance。
  He; therefore; attempted to pass on。  But Mike; encouraged by his
  reluctance; stepped up and shook his fist within an inch of
  Paul's nose; calling him at the same time a coward。  This was too
  much for Paul's self…restraint。  He dropped the shirt and pitc