A Gallant Grenadier: A Tale of the Crimean War — John Shaqi
A Gallant Grenadier: A Tale of the Crimean WarBrereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
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A Gallant Grenadier: A Tale of the Crimean War
Brereton, F. S. (Frederick Sadleir)
Crimean War, 1853-1856 -- Juvenile fiction
"Well, what do you make of it?" asked the old soldier, who had watched
his face closely all the time.
"It certainly reads in a most inviting manner," Phil replied
hesitatingly; "but still I scarcely think it would suit me, for I really
have had no experience to teach me how to make myself useful. I should
be a raw hand who was always in the way, and should be dismissed before
a week had passed."
"You've no need to worry about that, I can assure you, sir," the
sergeant-major answered encouragingly. "My friend will see that you
have a fair chance given you, and I'll wager that a fortnight will set
you on your feet and make you as knowing as those who've been working a
year and longer with the firm. Mind you, though, I've scarcely more
than an idea what is really required. Anyone can make himself useful if
shown the way, but there must be a lot of work that's difficult and
p'r'aps dangerous. One thing I've learnt from Timms, and that is, that
animals has to be taken by road to various parties, and that means kind
of camp or gipsy life at times. Now look you here, my lad. Just you go
right off, read the 'vertisement again, and then think the matter over.
It don't do to jump into these affairs, for you might find it a case of
`out of the frying-pan into the fire'. There's the place; top of the
centre column. Come back this evening and tell me what you have decided
on."
Phil did as the old soldier suggested. He took the paper to the office,
and during the day thought the matter out, finally deciding to make the
plunge and find out for himself what roughing it really meant.
"After all," he mused, as he absently traced lines and figures on the
blotting-paper, "I shall be in just the position I might have occupied
had not Father taken me from home. My mother was a poor widow, and long
ago I should have had to earn my living and help to keep her too. I'll
do it. I cannot put up with this office life. A few years later it
might be different, but now it stifles me."
Many a wiseacre might shake his head at Phil's cogitations, and more
emphatically still at his determination to abandon a certain livelihood
for an extremely uncertain one. "Do not think of leaving the office,"
some would say, "till a better place offers itself"; or "Remain where
you are till you are thoroughly acquainted with business life, and can
command a higher salary." Certainly the majority would be strongly
against his applying for the post proposed by the sergeant-major.
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