Poor and Proud; Or, The Fortunes of Katy Redburn: A Story for Young FolksOptic, Oliver
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Poor and Proud; Or, The Fortunes of Katy Redburn: A Story for Young Folks
Optic, Oliver
Conduct of life -- Juvenile fiction; Poor -- Juvenile fiction
When she had put away the dishes, and placed everything in order, she
washed herself, combed her hair, sewed up a great rent in her dress,
and otherwise attempted to make herself as tidy as possible for the
mission she was about to undertake.
"It is not time for you to go yet, Katy; and before the watch is
carried off, I want to tell you something about your father, that you
may learn to prize it as I do."
Katy seated herself on the side of the bed, for she was very anxious to
hear more about her father than she already knew. She had often asked
her mother about him, but she had generally evaded her questions, and
did not seem willing to tell her all she knew. She thought there was
some secret connected with his history, and with a child's curiosity
she was eager to have the mystery unfolded. But it was no great secret,
after all only a painful history, which her sensitive mother did not
like to rehearse. Mrs. Redburn handed the watch to Katy, and asked her
to look upon the back of it.
"Yes, mother, I have often seen those words on there--'All for the
Best.' What do they mean?" said Katy.
"This watch was given to your father by my father," replied Mrs.
Redburn, with a deep sigh, for the words seemed to recall happy
memories of the past.
"Who was your father?" asked the attentive little girl.
"His name was Matthew Guthrie. He was a merchant in Liverpool, England,
where I was born."
"A merchant, mother? Then he was a rich man, and lived in a great
house, and had plenty of servants."
"He was rich, and lived in good style. One day there came a young man
in great distress to his counting-room. He was a clerk, and had been
sent by his employer in Manchester to pay a large sum of money to my
father. After leaving the train, he had entered an ale-house, where he
had been robbed of the remittance. He had been imprudent, but instead
of running away, he went directly to my father, and informed him of his
misfortune. The young man felt that he was ruined, but he said he was
determined not to leave Liverpool till he had found the money. He was
sure he knew the man who had robbed him, and my father procured the
services of several policemen to assist him in his search. All that day
and all that night, attended by policemen, he visited the resorts of
vice and crime, and his perseverance was rewarded with success. He
found the man, and the money was recovered. My father was so well
pleased with the energy of the young man, that he gave him a situation
in his counting room. That young man was John Redburn, your father. My
father gave him a much larger salary than he had been receiving before,
so that his misfortune in losing the money proved to be a piece of good
fortune to him, for it procured him a much better situation. The new
clerk performed his duties very faithfully, and at the end of a year my
father presented him this watch, with the motto, 'All for the Best,' in
allusion to the manner in which he had obtained his situation."
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