Under Fire: A Tale of New England Village LifeMunsey, Frank Andrew
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Under Fire: A Tale of New England Village Life
Munsey, Frank Andrew
New England -- Fiction; Villages -- Fiction
How I would like to see you all--my dear home, and my own
pretty room. If only I could fall on my knees before you and
mother, and with true penitent tears wipe out the past, how
gladly I would do so. But this, I realize, is forbidden me. I
have forfeited my home, my parents, my reputation, my native
State even, and all to gratify a petty grudge. I wish you
would see Fred Worthington and tell him how I have wronged
him, and ask him if he can forgive me. He has won the contest
while I am ruined--ruined so far as my old life goes--but
now, my dear father and mother, I have commenced a new
career.
I have told Cousin Henry everything about the past and he has
helped me plan for the future. He has furnished me some money
and I shall start tomorrow for one of the Territories, where
I shall commence life for myself.
I shall work and be a man in all that is honorable and right.
I feel ten years older than I did a few months ago. I have
taken some books with me to study.
The first money I earn shall go to Mr. Rexford, in payment
for his loss by my hands. He shall lose nothing if I live
long enough to earn the money due him. I wish you would
protect Tim Short so far as possible. I alone am responsible
for his connection with the robbery.
In writing to me, if I may so far expect your forgiveness,
please address me in care of Cousin Henry and he will forward
to me. I will write to you as soon as I get located, and tell
you all my plans.
After writing at some length upon family matters, Matthew closed his
letter by again appealing to his parents and sister for forgiveness, and
by assuring them of his love.
Fred returned the letter to Mr. De Vere, feeling deeply touched and
profoundly sorry for Matthew.
"Tell him," said he, "that he has my forgiveness in full, and that I
wish him prosperity in his new life."
"Thank you, Fred, for your generosity. He is my boy still, and is dear
to me, though he has done wrong. But," he continued, with moist eyes,
"he is lost to me now--lost so far as all my plans for his future went;
and now, Fred, I want you to take his place. I had designed to put him
into the bank next year, and to give him a thorough training; but as he
has gone and cannot return, I want you to take the position."
"I thank you sincerely for this offer, Mr. De Vere. I should certainly
like such a position, but the fear that you offer it to me as a
recompense causes me to hesitate about accepting it."
"Do not hesitate on that ground, my boy. I have heard from Dr. Dutton,
one of our directors, from Mr. Rexford and others, that you are in all
respects better qualified for the position than any other young man in
town. The salary for the first year will be five hundred. After that you
will be advanced. Will you accept?"
"Yes, I will accept, with many, many thanks," replied Fred gratefully.
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