Boys -- Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Tramps -- Juvenile fiction
I started out with him, leaving Jack and Mr. Atkins behind. Jack was
gloomy, but Mr. Atkins was kind of cheerful, because it was one of his
days when he wanted to wander, and I guess he figured if this contract
didn’t go through, why, he could go back to being shiftless again. Catty
and me we walked up the street and turned into the bank. He rapped on
Captain Winton’s door and the captain called to come in. We went.
“Well?” says the captain, looking at us kind of impatient.
“We come to borrow some money, if you want to lend it to us.”
“How much?” says the captain, and he put his hand in his pocket like he
was going after a dime.
“Right off we need eleven hundred dollars,” says Catty.
“What?” says Captain Winton, like he couldn’t believe his ears.
“Eleven hundred dollars,” says Catty, and then before the captain could
get up and throw us out he went on and told why he wanted it, and what
he was going to do with it, and how he could pay it back.
“Why didn’t your father come?” the captain said.
“He didn’t think you’ld lend it.”
“Um!... Contract with Witherspoon, eh? Got it signed and all?”
“Yes.”
“Where is it?”
“I fetched it for you to see.”
“Um!...” The captain looked it over. “Willing to put up this contract as
security?” he says.
“’Course,” says Catty.
“I’m going to lend it to you, and I’ll tell you why,” says the captain.
“In the first place, it is good business for me and the bank. A bank
makes its money by lending to folks at interest. The more it lends where
it knows it will be paid back the more it makes. Then, a bank has to
help a community to grow and develop. Nothing like a good bank to make a
town. We furnish the capital, and men build houses with it, and start
stores and factories. Then they come and deposit the money _they_ make
in the bank. Then the bank has more to lend to somebody else, and it
makes more money. Kind of an endless chain. Really, our business is
helping other folks to build up their businesses. See?”
“Yes,” says Catty.
“I’ve had my eye on you and your father. I know about this young
Phillips that’s gone in with you. It was a good move. I know what the
women of this town are trying to do to you, and how you’ve acted. _I_
think you are honest. You are going at things right. Somehow, tramps or
no tramps, I’ve got confidence in you folks. Is it true,” he says, “that
you are teaching your father manners so he’ll be equipped to meet folks
when he’s a successful business man?”
“Yes,” says Catty.
“Learning them yourself, too?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good!” says the captain. “It’s the kind of thing banks take into
consideration. Didn’t know that, did you?... Um!... It shows you mean to
succeed. The will to succeed is a fine asset, my boy, and I’m proving it
to you. Because it is one of the reasons I’m loaning you this money. Get
your father and Phillips to come and sign a note and the money will be
here for them.... Good luck to you.”
“Thank you, sir,” says Catty.
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