United States -- Social life and customs -- 19th century -- Fiction
married and died, leaving his widow this one son, for whom in his own
weakness he desired nothing so much as physical strength and bodily
health. The boy had grown into a sturdy youth when the mother died,
leaving him with little in the way of earthly possessions except
well-knit limbs, a clear, strong, active mind, and an independent,
self-reliant spirit. With these he had managed to work his way through
college, turning his hand to anything which would help to provide him
with the necessary means--keeping books, "coaching" other students,
canvassing for various things, and doing work of other sorts, caring
little whether it was dignified or undignified provided it was honest
and promised the desired pecuniary return. After graduation he had
accepted a tutorship in the college wherein he had studied--a position
which he had resigned (about a year before the time at which we find him
in a fit of the blues) to take upon himself the duties of "Professor of
English Language and Literature, and Adjunct Professor of Mathematics,"
in a little collegiate institute with big pretensions in one of the
suburbs of Philadelphia. In short, he had been knocked about in the
world until he had acquired considerable confidence in his ability to
earn a living at almost anything he might undertake.
Under the circumstances, therefore, it is not probable that this
energetic and self-confident young gentleman would have suffered the
loss of his professorship to annoy him very seriously if it had not been
accompanied by the other trouble mentioned. Indeed, the two had come so
closely together, and were so intimately connected in other ways, that
Mr. Robert Pagebrook was inclined to wonder, as he lay there in bed,
whether there might not exist between them somewhere the relation of
cause and effect. Whether there really was any other than an accidental
blending of the two events I am sure I do not know; and the reader is at
liberty, after hearing the brief story of their happening, to take
either side he prefers of the question raised in Mr. Rob's mind. For
myself, I find it impossible to determine the point. But here is the
story, as young Pagebrook turned it over and over in his mind in spite
of himself.
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