The bare idea was enough to set his zeal in a blaze. “Listen,” he said. “Suppose I were to find you some kind of honest work, so that you could earn a living. Would you promise to reform?” “Do you mean would I quit Callahan's? Why, sure I would.” “Ah!” exclaimed the boy in delight. “But it'd have to be a steady job,” put in the other. “I can take no chances with the baby.” “That's all right,” said Samuel. “I'll get you what you want.” “Gee, young feller!” exclaimed Finnegan. “Do you carry 'em round in your pockets?” “No,” said Samuel, “but Dr. Vince asked me to help him; and I'm going to tell him about you.” And so, forthwith, he made his way to the doctor's house, and was ushered into the presence of the unhappy clergyman. He stated his case; and the other threw up his hands in despair. “Really,” he exclaimed, “this is too much, Samuel! I can't find employment for everyone in Lockmanville.” “But, doctor!” protested Samuel, “I don't think you understand. This man wants to lead a decent life, and he can't because there's no way for him to earn a living.” “I understand all that Samuel.” “But, doctor, what's the use of trying to reform men if they're chained in that way?” There was a pause. “I'm afraid it's hopeless to explain to you,” said the clergyman. “But you'll have to make up your mind to it, Samuel--there are a great many men in the world who want jobs, and it seems to be unfortunately true that there are fewer jobs than men.” “Yes,” said the other, “but that's what Professor Stewart taught men. And you said it was wicked of him.” “Um--” said the doctor, taken aback. “Don't you see?” went on Samuel eagerly. “It puts you right back with Herbert Spencer! If there are more men than there are jobs, then the men have to fight for them. And so you have the struggle for existence, and the survival of the greedy and the selfish. If Finnegan wouldn't be a barkeeper, then he and his family would starve, and somebody else would survive who was willing to be that bad.” The boy waited. “Don't you see that, Dr. Vince?” he persisted. “Yes, I see that,” said the doctor. “And you told me that the only way to escape from that was to live for others--to serve them and help them. And isn't that what I'm trying to do?” “Yes, my boy, that is so. But what can we do?” “Why, doctor, aren't you the head of the church? And the people come to you to be taught. You must point out these things to them, so that there can be a change.” “But WHAT change, Samuel?” “I don't know, sir. I'm groping around and trying to find out. But I'm sure of one thing--that some people have got too much money. Why, Dr. Vince, there are people right in your church who have more than they could spend in hundreds of years.” “Perhaps so,” said the other. “But what harm does that do?”