Mortomley's Estate: A Novel. Vol. 1 (of 3)Riddell, J. H., Mrs.
General
Mortomley's Estate: A Novel. Vol. 1 (of 3)
Riddell, J. H., Mrs.
Bankruptcy -- Fiction; England -- Fiction
He was there when Delaroche making on his own responsibility a bad debt
which shook the concern to its rotten foundations, was turned off
penniless and characterless; he was there when various other managers
and subs obtained, who either in due course of time shifted themselves,
or were shifted by the powers then supreme; and, to cut short a long
list, he was there when the united wisdom of the directors appointed
Forde, General in command.
One of the directors had looked with exceeding favour upon Forde. Having
known him fill various subordinate positions in the trade creditably, he
concluded he was precisely the man wanted at that period at the General
Chemical Company.
Outwardly Mr. Forde made little of the honour conferred; inwardly he was
uplifted.
If men and women, who, having been to the manner born, are able to bear
worldly promotion without entirely losing whatever small amount of sense
God may have seen fit to give them, could only understand the mental
effect, the fact of being placed in a position of power produces upon
those who have hitherto served in the rank and file of life's army,--I
fancy managers and housekeepers and confidential employés of all
descriptions would be chosen from a far different rank than is the case
at present.
You, sir, who having had the use of a carriage all your life, would much
rather walk to your destination than be driven thither,--do you suppose
you can comprehend what driving even in another person's carriage means
to the man who has all his life looked upon an equipage of the kind with
mingled feelings of admiration and envy.
No, you cannot! But I, who have been practically taught the lesson, may
inform you that it is utter folly to open the door and let down the
steps, and permit the poor simpleton I have indicated to fancy himself a
great fellow, lounging on your cushions, or the cushions you have helped
to place for him.
If he is able, in God's name let him buy a carriage for himself if
nothing less will content him. By the time he has done so, he will have
conjugated all the moods and tenses connected with its possession, and
may, perhaps, go on safely to the end; otherwise he is very apt to loll
back with legs outstretched and arms crossed on his way to that place
the name of which on earth is, beggary.
Was it the fault of Forde that he was placed in a square hole, he being
essentially fitted to fill a round one; that he, being poor, should have
visions of opulence thrust upon him; that he, being in a very settled
and respectable and useful rank of society, should, _nolens volens_,
have visions of a far different rank presented to him.
I think not. A man is scarcely responsible for his weakness and his
folly.
The credulity of those who believed in Forde, may be open to wonder;
that Forde failed to verify their belief, seems to me the most natural
thing in the world.
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