I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of Success — John Shaqi
I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of SuccessRoe, A. S. (Azel Stevens)
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I've Been Thinking; or, the Secret of Success
Roe, A. S. (Azel Stevens)
Conduct of life -- Fiction; Diligence -- Fiction; Success -- Fiction
His good aunt had heard enough to refresh her memory on a matter that,
now the subject of it had, as he reminded her, raised himself to
distinction, she, as well as the rest of his kindred, would have been
willing should pass into oblivion; and was well satisfied when the Major
invited her and the other ladies to walk with him upon the ramparts to
witness a fine sight, the passing of a ship of the largest class, under
full sail.
This lady and her daughter will not be subjects of our story; so I will
not trouble the reader with any farther description of them. They belong
to a class often met with in the common walks of life, who, because of
some imaginary value which they attach to the ancestry from which they
have descended, gauge their estimate of others by what they think to be
the equality, or inequality, of their station to that which they suppose
themselves to occupy. Major Morris estimated society by a different
standard; and, as we shall have much to do with him, it may be well to
trace the causes which led him thus to judge.
He was born in a part of our country where the distinctions which
formerly prevailed between the classes of society were still kept up.
His parents were allied to those who claimed the higher ranks of life as
theirs by birth, and struggled hard to maintain their station; but
poverty and death are great levellers, and young Morris found himself,
at twelve years of age, an orphan, without a home, or the means of
support, except that which was afforded him by the charity of his
kindred. He was invited by an uncle to make his house a home, and for a
while enjoyed the privilege of dwelling within a splendid mansion, and
faring sumptuously, and mingling amongst the gay youth that thronged
where abundance flowed. But he soon found that poverty was thought to be
a disgrace, even in nearest kin, by those who would have scorned the
idea of his engaging in any lawful calling whereby he could have earned
his bread, if that calling was not one which, in their view, his
peculiar class could engage in. Young Morris knew nothing of such
distinctions; but he knew that he was poor, and was made, on more than
one occasion, to feel his dependence. His high spirit rebelled; he left
his place of refuge, and took shelter beneath the roof of a poor family,
with whom he labored for a time most cheerfully in earning his daily
bread. From thence he obtained employment in one of our large cities in
the mercantile line; but as he reached the age in which generally a
choice is made of an occupation for life, his feelings prompted to the
military profession. Through the influence of a friend, whom his own
correct deportment had gained, he obtained a commission. His strict
attention to all the rules of the service, his entire devotedness to
every duty committed to him, and his well-established reputation as a
noble-minded and chivalrous officer, gave him favor in high places, and
he rose rapidly to the grade he then held.
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