Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 08
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Wilson's Tales of the Borders and of Scotland, Volume 08
Scottish Borders (Scotland) -- Fiction
"I've often heard that, sir," replied the old man; "and I consider this
a very remarkable proof o't."
"Yes, James," continued Mr M'Arthur, "at the moment when you discovered
me, a barefooted and barelegged boy, trespassing on your premises, I had
just formed the resolution which I have this day, at the distance of
thirty years, carried into effect. I had then determined that I should
purchase this property, if ever I became rich enough to do so. But,"
added Mr M'Arthur, smiling, "every dog has his day, James. You turned me
off the grounds when you had the power, and you will not think it
unreasonable, now that I have it, if I turn you off--eh?"
The poor old man looked a little disconcerted at this speech; not being
quite sure whether it was spoken in jest or earnest.
"I canna say, sir," he said, looking at the querist doubtingly, and with
a forced smile, "but what it wad be but fair."
Mr M'Arthur saw the uneasiness which his joke had created, and hastened
to relieve the old man's fears, by assuring him that he was welcome to
remain on the property, rent free, as long as he chose; and not only
that, but that he should have every indulgence and accommodation which
he might require.
Having brought our story to this point, we now return to trace the
course of those events which raised Mr M'Arthur from the humble station
in which he began life, to be one of the wealthiest of our colonial
merchants.
Some time after his arrival in the West Indies, the junior clerk in Mr
M'Donald's counting-house died; and the latter, having found Duncan an
active, smart, and scrupulously honest lad, and, moreover, possessing
the qualification of writing a fair hand, together with that of a pretty
competent knowledge of figures, he at once proposed to him to take the
place of the deceased clerk.
Duncan readily closed with the proposal, threw off his livery, laid down
his towel, and mounted the stool, quill in hand. In this situation, he
remained for three years, discharging his duties greatly to the
satisfaction of his employer. At the end of the period above named, the
clerk immediately above him also died, and Duncan, as a matter of
course, stepped into his place, in which he continued to distinguish
himself by his steadiness and abilities, and by the general excellence
of his moral character--virtues which eventually raised him, step by
step, to the responsible situation of head clerk of the firm.
Two or three years after he had attained this promotion, however, an
event occurred that gave him a much more rapid lift than was likely to
proceed from the ordinary course of events.
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