The Boss, and How He Came to Rule New YorkLewis, Alfred Henry
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The Boss, and How He Came to Rule New York
Lewis, Alfred Henry
New York (N.Y.) -- Fiction; Political fiction; Politicians -- Fiction
It has found prior intimation that my earlier years ran as wild as a
colt, with no strong power save Anne's to tempt me in a right direction.
My father, so far as his mood might promise, would have led me in paths
I should go; but he was never sharp to a condition, and with nothing to
him alert or quick he was one easily fooled, and I dealt with him as I
would. Moreover, he had his hands filled with the task of the family's
support; for while he took more in wage for his day's work than had ever
come to him before, the cost to live had equal promotion, and it is
to be doubted if any New York Monday discovered him with riches in his
pocket beyond what would have dwelt there had he stayed in Clonmel. But
whether he lacked temper or time, and whatever the argument, he cracked
no thong of authority over me; I worked out my days by patterns to
please myself, with never a word from him to check or guide me.
And my mother was the same. She had her house to care for; and in a
wash-tub day, and one when sewing machines were yet to find their birth,
a woman with a family to be a cook to, and she of a taste besides to see
them clothed and clean, would find her every waking hour engaged.
She was a housekeeper of celebration, was my mother, and a star for
neighboring wives to steer by; with floor and walls and everything about
her as spick and span as scouring soap and lye might make them. Pale,
work-worn, I still carry her on the skyline of my memory; and I recall
how her eye would light and her gray cheek show a flush when the priest
did us the credit of supper at our board, my father pulling down his
sleeves over his great hairy arms in deference to the exalted station of
the guest. It comes to this, however, that both my father and my mother,
in their narrow simplicities and time taken up with the merest arts of
living, had neither care nor commands for me. I came and I went by
my own clock, and if I gave the business thought, it was a thought of
gratitude to find myself so free.
To be sure I went now and then to my lessons. Anne had been brisk to
seek forth a school; for she refused to grow up in ignorance, and even
cherished a plan to one day teach classes from a book herself. Being
established, she drew me after her, using both persuasion and force to
that end, and to keep me in a way of enlightenment, invented a system
of rewards and punishments, mainly the former, by which according to my
merit I was to suffer or gain.
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