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
'What does this mean, Mr. Tice? the jail door open, and people going in
and out. Are the prisoners gone?' And Mr. Richard Tucker bustled up into
the room. He was followed by Billy Bloodgood, and Uncle Sam Cutter's two
boys. Mr. Richard seeing the doorway barricaded by a pretty large body,
made no apology for hastily pushing through, and fairly taking the old
gentleman quite into the room. He was about to shut the door when his
arm was seized, and held by a grip as effectual as though an iron vice
had embraced it.
'Stop, stop, man; none of your shutting up, with my carcass in such a
den as this. And besides, you came here now to let folks out; so the
sooner you set about it, the better.'
Mr. Richard was full of wrath, but he knew whom he had to deal with; and
seeing likewise that Billy Bloodgood was looking at him very earnestly,
and pointing towards Mr. Oakum at the other end of the room, he had no
alternative; so called aloud in a very quick manner,
'Mr. Oakum, you are at liberty, you are released; you can go.'
Sam jumped up, and caught hold of his father:
'Oh, father! come, come, father, quick!' And he fairly pulled his father
along; who, amazed at the suddenness of his delivery, and weak with the
agitation his mind had endured, almost staggered as he followed Sam to
the door.
'Come along, man, come along; don't stay a minute longer.' And old Mr.
Cutter hobbled out, partly leaning on Mr. Oakum, and partly pulling him
down the stairs, and out of doors.
To describe all Mr. Oakum's feelings, when he found himself at liberty,
and learned that a full settlement of his account had been made, and
that it had dwindled down, under the scrutinizing eye of Billy
Bloodgood, to the sum of twenty dollars, and that he could pay this
amount back at his own convenience; or to describe the joy which danced
in the heart of Sam when he saw his father once out of that place, and
Uncle Sam Cutter shaking him with both hands; and Mr. Bloodgood nodding
his head, and smiling, and running round--it would be vain to attempt.
It was a bright spot in Sam's life, and it was a good day for more
hearts than one; for it was the means of winning into the little circle
of working boys the two sons of old Mr. Cutter: they became diligent
from that day forward, and were constant in aiding their father, either
in the garden, the shop, or the field.
CHAPTER VII.
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