Ten Years Among the Mail Bags: Or, Notes from the Diary of a Special Agent of the Post-Office DepartmentHolbrook, James
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Ten Years Among the Mail Bags: Or, Notes from the Diary of a Special Agent of the Post-Office Department
Holbrook, James
Postal service -- United States
A few drops of water seem of little importance. They may sparkle as
dew, they may form a rainbow; but when, united to others, they rush
onward as a mighty torrent, sweeping everything before them, we may
see how pleasing and often apparently trifling are the beginnings of
evil, and how irresistible are its downward tendencies to those who
put themselves within its power.
The usual enticements of a moderate-sized Massachusetts country
village,--the sleighing parties, dancing schools, balls, refreshment
saloons, bowling alleys, &c., conspired in this case to invite
considerable expenditures, and the subject of this sketch, in his
attempt to keep up with the course of extravagance and unthinking
dissipation upon which his companions had entered, who could better
afford the expense, found his means entirely inadequate to this end;
but before making the discovery, he had been committed to the
whirlpool of fashionable pleasure too far to extricate himself without
much difficulty.
The first effects of this course began to show themselves in the
frequent closing of the office in advance of the proper time, and the
opening of it at irregular and often unseasonable hours. Whispers of
complaint were heard on the part of business men, which, coming to the
ears of the post master, were followed by some _gentle_
remonstrances,--gentle they necessarily were, for circumstances
already related had given the boy too much consequence (rendering his
services, as he well knew, quite indispensable) to allow him to bear
patiently anything like a "blowing up" from his too easy employer. For
a time, however, this remissness ceased, and like some noble ship
struck by a heavy wave and brought to a momentary stand, while driving
onward to shipwreck, this promising young man appeared to pause in his
dangerous career, and for a while all seemed to be going on well. But
the improvement was only temporary. The importunities of his
companions, innocent perhaps of any vicious design, again diverted his
attention from business, and he was soon fairly in the old track of
pleasure-seeking, regardless of the sacrifice of time or money.
Having the entire control of the post-office funds, and not being
required to account for the money collected till the close of the
quarter, he at first ventured to use these funds in a limited way, to
pay the more urgent demands upon him, trusting, as he afterwards
expressed himself, that "something would turn up," he knew not what,
to enable him to replace the money before the quarterly settlement
with his confiding employer. As the time approached, he discovered
with dismay that the deficiency amounted to some seventy-five
dollars. How to make this good was a perplexing question, which
occupied his daily thoughts and disturbed his nightly slumbers. He was
proud-spirited, and up to this time, had enjoyed an unspotted
reputation. Discovery must be averted at any rate.
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