PATRIOTIC 56Rjes I FOR BOYS AND 6lF\LS LIBRARY OF THE COMMANDERY OF THE STATE OF MASSACHUSETTS MILITARY ORDER OFTHE LOYAL LEGION OF THE UNITED STATES CADET ARMORY, BOSTON £ ^;-v- r /V/s,+sift#r y &_ * _.£L .- .1809 UNIVERSITY OF N.C. AT CHAPEL HILL 00022229508 Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2012 with funding from University of North Carolina at Chapel Hil http://archive.org/details/bobbinboyorhownaOOthay THE BOBBIN BOY; OB, HOW NAT GOT HIS LEARNING AN EXAMPLE FOR YOUTH. BOSTON LEE AND SHEPARD, PUBLISHERS 10 Milk Street Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1860, by ~. K TILTON AND COMPANY, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court for the District of Massachusetts- PREFACE The design of this volume is to show the young how " odd moments " and small opportunities may be used in the acquisition of knowledge. The hero of the tale — Nat — is a living character, whose actual boyhood and youth are here delineated — an unusual example of energy, industry, persever- ance, application, and enthusiasm in prosecuting a life purpose. The conclusion of the story will convince the reader, that the group of characters which sur- round Nat are not creations of the fancy, and that each is the bearer of one or more important lessons to the young. While some of them forcibly illus- trate the consequences of idleness, disobedience, tippling, and kindred vices, in youth, others are bright examples of the manly virtues, that always command respect, and achieve success. (Hi) CONTENTS CHAPTER I A GOOD BEGINNING. The patch of squashes — counting chickens before they are hatched — ifs — ducks, and the bright side — explanation — hopeful Nat — Nathaniel Bowditch — Sir Humphrey Davy — Buxton — benefit of hopefulness — the squashes coming up — Frank Martin — "all play and no work" — Ben Drake — scene when Nat was four years old — "thinking on his own hook" — men of mark think for themselves — " niggers' work " — great men not ashamed of useful work — the harvest-day — Frank's surprise — Nat as a ped- dler — his sister — his drawings — Samuel Budgett, Dr. Kitto, and the rich merchant peddling — " creep before you can walk " — the errand-boy and his success — what his culture of squashes shows page 1-17 CHAPTER II. UPWARD AND ONWARD. Winter — in school — proposition to declaim — the dialogue, "Alex- ander the Great and a Robber " — Nat is the robber — his reason — sympathy for the poor and unfortunate — the dialogue learned and spoken — Nat's eloquence — some boys who declaim poorly at first make orators at last — Demosthenes — Daniel "Webster — Nat declaiming before visitors — the petition for shorter lessons — ( v ) VI CONTENTS. Nat won't sign it — Sam Drake's predicament — the teacher hears of the movement — his remarks about dull scholars — Newton, Dr. Barrows, Adam Clarke, Chatterton, Napoleon, etc. — neces- sity of application 17-27 CHAPTER III. SATURDAY AFTERNOON. The bright summer-time — sport at Frank's — the dog " Trip " playing hy-spy — the boys hiding — Trip finding them — the re- sult of the first game — the second game — the court scene — talk about it with Sylvester Jones — Nat goes to court — the prisoners are two of his schoolmates — his sympathy for them — examina- tion of witnesses — the remarks of the justice — Nat proposes to plead their case — the sensation and I'esult — what was said of it — another instance of Nat's sympathy — what it foreshadowed — Howard — Wilberforce — Buxton 28-37 CHAPTER IV. THE WILD CHERRIES. The excursion — John's proposition — decision to go — the cherry- tree — is it wild ? — a discussion — filling their caps — surprised by the owner — their escape — Nat's and Frank's caps left behind — the owner carries them to the house — Nat's resolve to go to his house — rapping at the door — his explanation and confession — the caps restored with a plenty of cherries — the end thereof 38-47 CHAPTER V. ATHLETIC SPORTS. Bathing — a passion for it — a particular swim — Nat the best swim- mer — swimming under water — a trial — a game of ball — Nat the best player — the result of the game — remarks of spectators — the fastest runner — a principle to be best — excelled in athletic sports through same elements of character that made him excel in school — the best shoe-black — Reynolds made every picture best — Buxton's sports in boyhood, and Sir Walter Scott's — Welling- CONTENTS. VU ton's remark — Nat's remark twenty-five years after — Nat saving a boy from drowning — his picture of the scene — how he used his experience in athletic games 48-56 CHAPTER VI. A MISTAKE. Winter school again — the skating proposition — the proposed gram- mar class — Nat does not accede — discussion on the way to the pond — Nat the best skater — the palm yielded to him — home to supper — teacher's remarks next day about grammar — advice to Nat and Charlie — his reference to Benjamin Franklin and Pat- rick Henry — Nat and Charlie join the class — conversation among the boys, and with Nat in particular — Sam put into the objective case, and his mischief-making propensity — tying a tin- pail to a dog's tail — the delight of Sam — the sorrow of Nat, and verdict of the boys — Sam an improper noun — the end of school 57-68 CHAPTER VII. PROSPECT HILL. Proposed visit to Prospect Hill — a hundred churches — situation and description of the hill — view from the top — Trip accom- panies them — meeting with Sam and Ben Drake — Sam's assault upon Trip — Frank's feelings — Nat's love of nature — this characterizes youth generally who become renowned — Sir Francis Chantrey — Robert Burns — Hugh Miller — more hope of boys who love the beautiful of nature and art — reaching the summit — . a fire in the city — Sam's anger — counting the churches — Sam kicks Trip down the precipice — Frank and Nat crying — Sam's ridicule — Sam and Ben leave — Nat tells a story — carry- ing dead Trip home 69-82 CHAPTER VIII. THE END OP SCHOOL-DATS. The agent of the factory wants Nat — picker-boy in Lowell a short time > — his home-sickness — a good sign for boys to love home. Vlll CONTENTS. and why — bad boys do not love home — the young man in prison — such lads sneer at home-sickness — interview of Nat's father and mother on the subject — their conclusion to put him into the factory — end of school-days 83-89 CHAPTER IX. OPENING THE SUBJECT. Nat coming home — telling the sad news to his mother — sifting Sam Drake's character — going to Frank's to bury Trip — asking permission of parents — how some take advantage — Frank's arrangement for the burial — Trip's coffin — buried in the garden — Nat's funeral oration — going to supper — the difficult lesson in arithmetic — stunned by the announcement — his objection — his mother suggested that the operatives had a library — the result, and Nat's last thoughts at night . . 90-99 CHAPTER X. THE NEW CALL. Monday morning — prompt boys — not a lazy bone in Nat — how the bell called him — his first appearance at the factory — remark of the overseer — meeting with Charlie Stone there — Charlie's character — making use of knowledge acquired and difference in boys — talk with the agent about the library — his advice about spare moments — William Cobbett's account of his own privations in early life — Nat's first noon-time — his work as bobbin boy — takes the life of Dr. Franklin out of the library — meets with David Sears — punctuality a cardinal virtue — how the factory bell cul- tivates punctuality — here the beginning of his student life — read through life of Franklin before Saturday night . . . 100-112 CHAPTER XI. THE LOFTY STUDY. Nat's proposition for systematic study — Charlie goes to his house — his study in the attic — Dr. Kitto's study not so good — nor St. Pierre's — they read and discuss Franklin and Patrick Henry — CONTENTS. IX copy of Franklin's rules — Patrick Henry's faculty of observation — Nat like him — studying men and things — the case of Shak- speare — Nat the best penman in the mill — choice between study and the party — obliged to deny himself for the sake of study — some disarrangements — thinks he can never know much — the poor not so good a chance as the rich — wealth of character 113-123 CHAPTER XII. THE DEDICATION. A hall to be dedicated — Nat's conversation with Frank about it, and removal of the library — going to the dedication — the ad~ dress on Count Rumford — a sketch of the address to show why Nat was so deeply interested — Count Rumford's origin, boyhood, rise, learning, benevolence, and fame — conversation with his mother about it — conversation with Charlie at the factory — a life-long impression made on his mind by it ... . 124-133 CHAPTER XIII. A SCHOOL SCENE. A difficulty with Sam Drake in school — Nat hears of it — a true account — Sam writes a letter about the teacher — the teacher discovers it — many words spelled incorrectly — a copy of the let- ter — Sam called into the floor — made to spell the words he has spelled wrong — spells Alpheus, Coombs, knife, bargain, spec- tacles — merriment it occasioned in school — Sam refuses to spell more — he is punished and conquered — spells again — then he is ferruled — sent to his seat — advice to the school — a good teacher — his case before the committee — expelled — what the incident teaches 134-141 CHAPTER XIV. TAKING SIDES. The Federalist — Jefferson and the Democrat — the four votes — studied with all his soul — Jefferson wrote the Declaration of In- dependence — reading it — difference between Jefferson and Adams X CONTENTS. — Jefferson's views of slavery — extract from his writings — an- other extract — why Nat adopted these principles — his early sym- pathies — the life of Jefferson made lasting impression on his mind — case of Guido — Cotton Mather's " Essays to do Good " — Dr. Franklin — Jeremy Bentham and greatest good to greatest number — Alfieri and " Plutarch's Lives " — Loyola and " Lives of the Saints " — a picture made — Dr. Guthrie . . 142-155 CHAPTER XV. THREE IMPORTANT EVENTS. Frank in the factory — bad to be poor — worse to be mean — great men generally poor — dispute with Dr. Franklin — intimate friendship with Frank — the poor sympathize with each other — so with the rich — influence of kindred occupation — the new comer — his poverty — who Marcus was — the kind letter that brought trial — proposition to leave home — talk with his mother — reminded of Marcus — decision to leave home — departure, and new field — gone three years — his return 156-164 CHAPTER XVI. FINDING A LOST OPPORTUNITY. Odd moments at grammar — making up for a lost opportunity — confession of an error — inquiry after Sam Drake — his bad character — Ben Drake — mastering grammar alone — nothing dry in which we are interested — Nat's literary pocket — Roger Sherman's pocket — Napoleon's pocket — Hugh Miller's pocket — Elihu Burritt's pocket — many boys carry only a jack-knife in their pocket — value of one hour a day — ten years of study in half a century — lost opportunities not found — the proposed de- bating club — Marcus again 165-173 CHAPTER XVII. THE PURCHASE. A spare day — visit to Boston bookstores — shoe-leather cheap and the proposed walk — conversation with Charlie and Frank — the CONTENTS. XI walk to Boston — what would attract some boys there — the book- stores drew Nat — conversation with a bookseller — purchase of " Locke's Essay on the Understanding " — his examination of books — bits of knowledge — Dr. Kitto and the book-stall — homeward bound — Monday morning with Charlie — influence of Locke's Essay on him — its influence was such on Eobert Burns, Samuel Drew, and Mendelssohn — it aids the speaker to under- stand the laws of human nature — more visits to Boston 1 74-1 82 CHAPTER XVIII. THE DEBATING SOCIETY. Plans carried out — its object — how it must be conducted — the organization — rule to make it respectable — his desire to make all things respectable — the fire company reformed — the first dis- cussion — the question — an evening without a question — how they got over it — Nat's speech — curiosity to hear — tremendous compliments — Nat wards them off — contends that a man may become what he wants to be — this the view of Buxton and others — influence of the debating society on Nat — a similar society influenced Curran, the Irish orator — and a living Amer- ican statesman — Canning, the English statesman — and Henry Clay — interesting account of a similar society in Boston 1 83-1 95 CHAPTER XIX. COMING AND GOING. Ben Drake's visit — the welcome of Frank — Mrs. Martin's ques- tions — surprise at learning that Ben is a Christian — going to the prayer-meeting — Frank surprised to hear Ben speak — goes to tell Nat the next morning — their conversation — Ben calls around — announcement that "Webster would speak in Boston — Nat's resolve to hear him — the walk to Boston — the speech — Nat's observa- tion and remarks — power of the human voice — hearing Edward Everett — walks to hear other speakers — learned much of the use of language and oratory by observation — so with Robert Bloom- field — the charm of the voice 196-205 xii CONTENTS. CHAPTER XX. GOSSIP. Talk which Nat created — scene in the sewing circle — nse of spare moments — boys who read their leisure moments not get into mischief — old Mrs. Lane on education — her ideas about his going to hear Webster and Everett and the book in his pocket — • how much time he saves a day for reading — wants more boys like Nat — his going to the party — sympathy for the slighted — explanation of the scene — waiting upon the slighted girls — the effect of it — Nat's decision, independence, and kind-hearted nature enabled him to do it — like Robert Burns in this respect 206-213 CHAPTER XXI. GOING TO THE THEATRE. Nat's desire to witness a tragedy played — resolve to go and hear Booth — talk with his companions — what would be said — the evening of his visit — the play — after conversation with his com- panions — the bar — why vices connected with theatres — can they be severed from it — Nat wants to hear more — at home at one o'clock — outside remarks afterwards — his course criticized — went a number of times thereafter — his object in going good — yet it was not safe — the Roman youth at the amphitheatre — so with theatre-goers — theatres always been schools of vice — acts of Congress against — vain attempt to make theatres respectable in Boston — the legend of Tertullian — the actor Macready ex- posed the vice of theatres — Judge Bulstrode's charge — Sir Matthew Hale's experience in boyhood — opinion of the infidel Rousseau 214-225 CHAPTER XXII, THE DRAMATIC SOCIETY. The proposition — how it was met — they undertake it — how the theatre creates love of such amusement — the nephew who became CONTENTS. Xlii en actor by hearing — playing Macbeth — make their own scenery — Nat wrote constitution — evening of the organization — even- ing of the first play — a success — remarks of Mr Graves adverse to such performances — talk in the village — remarks of old Mrs. Lane — why Nat does it — conversation with Charlie — Nat op- posed to being an actor — desire to be a statesman . . 226-234 CHAPTER XXIII. THE SURPRISE. The news — discussion in the town lyceum — occasioned by the dramatic society — the question "Are dramatical exhibitions bene- ficial to society 1 " — the evening of the debate — Nat goes — Mr. Bryant's remarks on the low origin of theatres — remarks of an- other on the immorality of actors — of another on the profane and vulgar parts of plays — seven thousand indecent sentences in English plays — King James the First — Addison's view — the class of persons who patronize theatres — Nat's excitement — Frank's question — Nat's attention — rises to speak — the surprise of the audience — his argument and eloquence astonished all — remark of Dr. Holt — reminds us of Patrick Henry — description of his first plea — his triumph — Charlie's view — Nat's argument changed no one's view — Ms eloquence they admired — invited to join town lyceum — the dramatic society dead . . 235-250 CHAPTER XXIV. ANOTHER STEP. Making a new study — conversation with Charlie — Nat's new plans — study furniture — manual labor — Charlie's opinion — excessive reading bad — using what is learned — Coleridge's description of readers — difference between Nat and Charlie — Burke's Essay on the Sublime and Beautiful — a bit of humor — using the library of Harvard College — his walks thither — power of concentrating thoughts — Hugh Miller fighting imaginary battles with shells — Cary made a missionary by reading voyages of Captain Cook — Nat's invincible purpose . 251-259 XIV CONTENTS. CHAPTEK XXV. EULOGY BY JOHN QUINCY ADAMS. "Working on the mill-dam — news of the eulogy on Madison — how much he would sacrifice to hear him — general regard for personal appearance — goes in his workshop dress — a view of him in the crowd — talk in the machine-shop — Nat back again — his views of the eulogy — conversation — his leading traits of character seen here 260-265 CHAPTER XXVI. THE TEMPERANCE SOCIETY. Beginning of the total abstinence movement — Nat espouses the cause — talk with his companions about forming a society — ■ James Cole opposes — making a beast of one's self — the gutter theory — customary for youth to drink then — drinking usages — the decision to organize a society — preparations — evening of the organization — Nat's speech and presentation of constitution — the choice of officers — Frank Martin president, and Charlie Stone secretary — important event for that time — sensation in the vil- lage — scene in a grog-shop — signing away liberty — Nat invited to give a lecture before the society — the decision and firmness required then to advocate total abstinence . . . . . 266-276 CHAPTER XXVII. THE TEMPERANCE LECTURE. News of the lecture flies — scene in Miles's grog-shop — the rum- seller resolves to go — a crowd to hear the lecture — " The Fifteen Gallon Law" was his subject — portrayed the evils of intemper- ance — showed that the proposed law would remove the evil among the poor — showed that it introduced no new principle of legislation — discussed other topics — the lecture gained him much applause — the rumseller Miles was reached and resolved to quit selling liquor — Johnson his customer attacking him next morning — their battle of words — the result — delivered the lecture in neighboring towns — delivered others at home . . . 277-286 CONTENTS. XV CHAPTER XXVI11. SPEECH-MAKING. Nat's position — worked for it — bobbin boy father of the orator — so with other men — Sir James Mackintosh — Audubon — Ben- jamin West — Eli Whitney, and what his sister said — poem of Longfellow — interest in politics — urged to address political bodies — conversation with Charlie — decides to speak — does so at home and abroad — the adventure of a political committee, and a good joke — Nat's speech and their arrangement . . 287-297 CHAPTER XXIX. THE EARLY VICTIM. News that James Cole is frozen — Frank's version of the affair — made drunk at a grog-shop — lay senseless in the street all night — his previous character — his good abilities — all sorts of rumors abroad — he revives, but is still very sick — what the physician says — nearly three months pass — a funeral described — the last of James Cole — the sexton's view — the youthful drunkard's grave 298-304 CHAPTER XXX. THE END. A quarter of a century passed — what and where is Nat and his associates — the drunkard — Sam and Ben Drake in prison — power of early vicious habits — Frank Martin at the head of a public institution — Charlie Stone agent of one of the wealthiest and best known manufacturing companies of New England — Marcus Treat a highly distinguished lawyer in his adopted State — Nat governor of the best State in the Union — the change — appeal to youth .•••••«••••••• 305-310 CHAPTER I. A GOOD BEGINNING. A LITTLE patch of ground enclosed by a fence, a few adjacent trees, Nat with his hoe in hand, his father giving directions, on one of the brightest- May mornings that was ever greeted by the carol of birds, are the scenes that open to our view. " There, Nat, if you plant and hoe your squashes with care, you will raise a nice parcel of them on this piece of ground. It is good soil for squashes. " " How many seeds shall I put into a hill ? " in- quired Nat. " Seven or eight. It is well to put in enough, as some of them may not come up, and when they get to growing well, pull up all but four in a hill. You must not have your hills too near together, — they should be five feet apart, and then the vines will cover the ground all over. I should think there would be room for fifty hills on this patch of ground." 1 en 2 THE BOBBIN BOY. " How many squashes do you think I shall raise, father?" " Well," said his father, smiling, " that is har$ telling. We won't count the chickens before they are hatched. But if you are industrious, and take very good care indeed of. your vines, stir the ground often and keep out all the weeds, and kill the bugs, I have little doubt that you will get well paid for your labor." " If I have fifty hills," said Nat, " and four vines in each hill, I shall have two hundred vines in all ; and if there is one squash on each vine, there will be two hundred squashes." " Yes ; but there are so many ifs about it that you may be disappointed after all. Perhaps the bugs will destroy half your vines." " I can kill the bugs," said Nat. " Perhaps dry weather will wither them all up." " I can water them every day if they need it." " That is certainly having good courage, Nat," added his father, " but if you conquer the bugs, and get around the dry weather, it may be too wet and blast your vines, or there may be such a hail storm as I have known several times in my life, and cut them to pieces." " I don't think there will be such a hail storm this year ; there never was one like it since I can remember." " I hope there won't be," replied his father. " It A GOOD BEGINNING. 6 is well to look on the bright side, and hope for the, best, for it keeps the courage up. It is also well to look out for disappointment. I know a gentleman who thought he would raise some ducks. So he obtained a dozen eggs, and put them under a hen, and then he hired a man to make a small artificial pond in his garden, which he could fill from his well, for the young ducks to swim in. The time came for the ducks to appear, but not one of the eggs hatched, and it caused much merriment among the neighbors, and the man has never heard the last of counting- ducks before they are hatched. I have heard people in the streets and stores say, when some one was undertaking a doubtful enter- prise, 4 he is counting ducks.' Now, possibly, your squashes may turn out like the gentleman's ducks, though I do not really think it will be so. I speak of it that you may think of these things." A sly sort of smile played over Nat's expressive countenance at this mention of the ducks, but it did not shake his confidence in the art of raising squashes. He had become a thorough believer in squashes, — they were now a part of his creed. He could see them on the vines before the seeds were planted. Some of them were very large, — as big as a water-pail, and his glowing imagination set him to work already, rolling them into a wheel- barrow. He cared little for the bugs, though they should come in a great army, he could conquer them, infantry, artillery, and all. 4 THE BOBBIN BOY. This scene was enacted about thirty-five years ago, not a thousand miles from Boston, when Nat was about ten years old, a bright, active, energetic, effi- cient, hopeful little fellow. His father gave him the use of a piece of ground for raising squashes, and the boy was to have the proceeds of the crop with which to line his new purse. Nat was wont to look on the bright side of things, and it was gen- erally fair weather with him. For this reason, he expected a good crop of squashes, notwithstanding his father's adverse hints. It was fortunate for him that he was so hopeful, for it inspired him with zeal and earnestness, and made him more success- ful than he otherwise would have been. All hope- ful persons are not successful, but nearly all the successful ones, in the various callings of life, were hopeful from the beginning. This was true of Na- thaniel Bowditch, the great mathematician, who was a poor boy when he commenced his studies. He said that whenever he undertook any thing " it never occurred to him for a moment that he could fail." This quality thus encouraged him to press on from one success to another. Hence, in later life, his counsel to youth was, " Never undertake any thing but with the feeling that you can and will do it. With that feeling success is certain, and without it failure is unavoidable." He once said that it had been an invariable rule with him, " to do one thing at a time, and to finish whatever he A GOOD BEGINNING. O began." The same was true of Sir Humphrey Davy. His biographer says that he never made any provision for failures, " that he undertook every experiment as if success were certain." This put life and soul into his acts ; for when a man believes that he shall certainly succeed in a given work, his success is half secured. Grave doubts about it diminish energy, and relax the force of the will. Buxton, the distinguished English philanthropist, is another example of this quality. He was just as confident that his efforts in behalf of the oppressed would succeed, as he was of his own existence. He knew that God and truth were on his side, and therefore he expected to triumph, — and he did. We shall see that Nat was often helped by his hope- fulness. It was a happy day to Nat when he saw his squashes coming forth to seek the genial light. Frank Martin was with him when the discovery was made, and it brightened Nat's hope considerably, if it be possible to make a bright thing brighter. " Here, Frank, they are coming. There is one — two — three — " " Sure enough," answered Frank, " they will all show themselves soon. You will raise a lot of squashes on this patch of ground. You will have to drive a team to Boston market to carry them) likely as not." " I hardly think father expects to see any squashes of my raising," said Nat. Q THE BOBBIN BOY. " Why not ? " inquired Frank. " Oh, he is expecting the bugs will eat them up, or that it will be too wet or too dry, or that a hail storm will cut them to pieces, or something else will destroy them ; I hardly know what." " You will fare as well as other folks, I guess," added Frank. " If anybody has squashes this year, you will have them ; I am certain of that. But it will take most of your time out of school to hoe them, and keep the weeds out." " I don't care for that, though I think I can take care of them mornings by getting up early, and then I can play after school." " Then you mean to play some yet ? " " Of course I do. I should n't be a boy if I did n't play, though father says I shouldn't believe in all play and no work." " You don't. If you work in the morning and play at night, that is believing in both, and I think it is about fair." " Ben Drake was along here when I was planting my squashes," said Nat, " and he told me that I was a fool to worry myself over a lot of squash vines, and have no time to play. He said he would n't do it for a cart-load of squashes." " And what did you tell him ? " asked Frank. " I told him that father thought it was better for boys to work some, and form the habit of being in- dustrious, and learn li w to do things ; for then A GOOD BEGINNING. i they would be more successful when they became men." " What did Ben say to that ? " " ' Just like an old man ! ' he said. * It is time enough to work when we get to be men. I should like to see myself taking care of a garden when the other boys are playing.' By this time," continued Nat, " I thought I would put in a word, so I told him that it would be good for him to work part of the time, and I had heard a number of people say so. He was quite angry at this, and said, ' it was nobody's business, he should work when he pleased.' ' So shall I,' I replied, ' and I please to work on these squashes part of my time, whether Ben Drake thinks well of it or not.' " We shall see hereafter what kind of a boy this Ben was (everybody called him Ben instead of Benjamin), and what kind of a man he made. Nat expressed his opinion rather bluntly, although he was not a forward, unmannerly boy. But he usually had an opinion of his own, and was rather distinguished for " thinking (as a person said of him since) on his own hook." When he was only four years old, and was learning to read little words of two letters, he came across one about which he had quite a dispute with his teacher. It was inn. " What is that ? " asked his teacher. " I-double n," he answered. " What does i-double n spell ?» 8 THE BOBBIN BOY. " Tavern," was his quick reply. The teacher smiled, and said, " No ; it spells inn. Now read it again." " I-double n — tavern," said he. " I told you that it did not spell tavern, it spells inn. Now pronounce it correctly." " It do spell tavern," said he. The teacher was finally obliged to give it up, and let him enjoy his own opinion. She probably called him obstinate, although there was nothing of the kind about him, as we shall see. His mother took up the matter at home, but failed to convince him that i-double n did not spell tavern. It was not until some time after, that he changed his opinion on this important subject. That this incident was no evidence of obstinacy in Nat, but only of a disposition to think " on his own hook," is evident from the following circum- stances. There was a picture of a public-house in his book against the word inn, with the old-fashioned sign-post in front, on which a sign was swinging. Near his father's, also, stood a public-house, which everybody called a tavern, with a tall post and sign in front of it, exactly like that in his book ; and Nat said within himself, if Mr. Morse's house (the landlord) is a tavern, then this is a tavern in my book. He cared little how it was spelled ; if it did not spell tavern, " it ought to" he thought. Chil- dren believe what they see, more than what they A GOOD BEGINNING. V hear. What they lack in reason and judgment, they make up in eyes. So Nat had seen the tavern near his father's house, again and again, and he had stopped to look at the sign in front of it a great many times, and his eyes told him it was just like that in the book ; therefore it was his deliberate opinion that i-double n spelt tavern, and he was not to be beaten out of an opinion that was based on such clear evidence. It was a good sign in Nat. It is a characteristic of nearly every person who lives to make a mark upon the world. It was true of the three men, to whom we have just referred, Bowditch, Davy, and Buxton. From their child- hood they thought for themselves, so that when they became men, they defended their opinions against imposing opposition. True, a youth must not be too forward in advancing his ideas, especially if they do not harmonize with those of older per- sons. Self-esteem and self-confidence should be guarded against. Still, in avoiding these evils, he is not obliged to believe any thing just because he is told so. It is better for him to understand the reason of things, and believe them on that account. But to return to Ben Drake. To Nat's last re- mark he replied, endeavoring to ridicule him for undertaking an enterprise on so small a scale, " If I was going to work at all, I would n't putter over a few hills of squashes, I can tell you. It is too small business. I 'd do something or nothing. 5 ' 10 THE EOBBIN BOY. " What great thing would you do ? " asked Nat. " I would go into a store, and sell goods to ladies and gentlemen, and wear nice clothes.' , "And be nothing but a waiter to everybody for awhile. Fred Jarvis is only an errand-boy in Boston." " I know that, but I would n't be a waiter for anybody, and do the sweeping, making fires, and carrying bundles ; I don't believe in ' nigger's ' work, though I think that is better than raising squashes." "I don't think it is small business at all to do what Fred Jarvis is doing, or to raise squashes," replied Nat. "I didn't speak of Fred because I thought he was doing something beneath him. I think that ' niggers ' work is better than laziness ; " and the last sentence was uttered in a way that seemed rather personal to Ben. " Well," said Ben, as he cut short the conversa- tion and hurried away, " if you wish to be a bug- killer this summer, you may for all me, I shan't." Ben belonged to a class of boys who think it is beneath their dignity to do some necessary and use- ful work. To carry bundles, work in a factory, be nothing but a farmer's boy, or draw a hand-cart, is a compromise of dignity, they think. Nat belonged to another class, who despise all such ridiculous notions. He was willing to do any thing that was necessary, though some people might think it was A GOOD BEGINNING. 11 degrading. He did not feel above useful employ- ment, on the farm, or in the workshop and factory. And this quality was a great help to him. For it is cousin to that hopefulness which he possessed, and brother to his self-reliance and independence. No man ever accomplished much who was afraid of doing work beneath his dignity. Dr. Franklin was nothing but a soap-boiler when he commenced ; Roger Sherman was only a cobbler, and kept a book by his side on the bench ; Ben Jonson was a mason, and worked at his trade, with a trowel in one hand and a book in the other ; John Hunter, the celebrated physiologist, was once a carpenter, working at day labor ; John Foster was a weaver in his early life, and so was Dr. Livingstone, the mis- sionary traveller ; an American President was a hewer of wood in his youth, and hence he replied to a person who asked him what was his coat of arms, " A pair of shirt sleeves ; " Washington was a farmer's boy, not ashamed to dirty his hands in cultivating the soil ; John Opie, the renowned English portrait painter, sawed wood for a living before he became professor of painting in the Royal Academy ; and hundreds of other distinguished men commenced their career in business no more respectable ; but not one of them felt that dignity was compromised by their humble vocation. They believed that honor crowned all the various branches of industry, however discreditable they 12 THE BOBBIN BOY. might appear to some, and that disgrace would eventually attach to any one who did not act well his part in the most popular pursuit. Like them, Nat was never troubled with mortification on ac- count of his poverty, or the humble work he was called upon to do. His sympathies were rather inclined in the other direction, and, other things being equal, the sons of the poor and humble were full as likely to share his attentions. We are obliged to pass over much that belongs to the patch of squashes — the many hours of hard toil that it cost Nat to bring the plants to maturity, — the two-weeks' battle with the bugs when he showed himself a thorough Napoleon to conquer the enemy, — the spicy compliments he received for his industry and success in. gardening, — - the patient waiting for the rain-drops to fall in dry weather, and for the sun to shine forth in his glory when it was too wet, — the intimate acquaintance he cultivated with every squash, knowing just their number and size, — and many other things that show the boy. The harvest day arrived, — the squashes were ripe, — and a fine parcel of them there was. Nat was satisfied with the fruit of his labor, as he gathered them for the market. " What a pile of them ! " exclaimed Frank, as he came over to see the squashes after school. " You are a capital gardener, Nat ; I don't believe there is a finer lot of squashes in town." A GOOD BEGINNING. 13 " Father says the bugs and dry weather could n't hold out against my perseverance," added Nat, laughing. " But the next thing is to sell them." " Are you going to carry them to Boston ? " asked Frank. " No ; I shall sell them in the village. Next Saturday afternoon I shall try my luck." " You will turn peddler then ? " " Yes ; but I don't think I shall like it so well as raising the squashes. There is real satisfaction in seeing them grow." " If you can peddle as well as you can garden it, you will make a real good hand at it ; and such handsome squashes as those ought to go off like hot cakes." Saturday afternoon came, and Nat started with his little cart full of squashes. He was obliged to be his own horse, driver, and salesman, in which threefold capacity he served with considerable abil- ity. "Can I sell you some squashes to-day?" said Nat to the first neighbor on whom he called. " Squashes ! where did you find such fine squashes as those ? " asked the neighbor, coming up to the cart, and viewing the contents. " I raised them," said Nat ; " and I have a good many more at home." "What! did you plant and hoe them, an 3 take the whole care of them ? " 14 THE BOBBIN BOY. " Yes, sir ; no one else struck a hoe into them, and I am to have all the money they bring." " You deserve it, Nat, every cent of it. I de- clare, you beat me completely ; for the bugs eat mine all up, so that I did not raise a decent squash. How did you keep the bugs off ? " " I killed thousands of them," said Nat. " In the morning before I went to school I looked over the vines ; when I came home at noon I spent a few moments in killing them, and again at night I did the same. They troubled me only about two weeks." " Well, they troubled me only two weeks," re- plied the neighbor, " and by that time there was nothing left for them to trouble. But very few boys like to work well enough to do what you have done, and very few have the patience to do it either. With most of the boys it is all play and no work. But what do you ask for your squashes ? " Nat proceeded to answer ; " That one is worth six cents ; such a one as that eight ; that is ten ; and a big one like that (holding up the largest) is fifteen." The neighbor expressed his approval of the prices, and bought a number of them, for which he paid him the money. Nat went on with his peddling tour, calling at every house in his way ; and he met with very good success. Just as he turned the corner of a street on the north side of the common, Ben Drake discovered him, and shouted, A GOOD BEGINNING. 15 " Hurrah for the squash-peddler ! That is tall business, Nat ; don't you feel grand ? What will you take for your horse ? " Nat made no reply, but hastened on to the next house, where he disposed of all the squashes that he carried but two. He soon sold them, and re- turned home to tell the story of his first peddling trip. Once or twice afterwards he went on the same errand, and succeeded very well. But he be- came weary of the business, for some reason, before he sold all the squashes, and he hit upon this expe- dient to finish the work. " Sis," said he to a sister younger than himself, " I will give you one of my pictures for every squash you will sell. You can carry three or four at a time easy enough." Sis accepted the proposition with a good deal of pleasure ; for she was fond of drawings, and Nat had some very pretty ones. He possessed a natural taste for drawing, and he had quite a collection of birds, beasts, houses, trees, and other objects, drawn and laid away carefully in a box. For a boy of his age, he was really quite an artist. His squashes were not better than his drawings. His patience, perseverance, industry, and self-reliance, made him successful both as a gardener and artist. In a few days, " Sis" had sold the last squash, and received' her pay, according to the agreement. The sequel will show that peddling squashes was 16 THE BOBBIN BOY. the only enterprise which Nat undertook and failed to carry through. His failure there is quite unac- countable, when you connect it with every other part of his life. We are reminded that many men of mark com- menced their career by peddling. The great English merchant, Samuel Budgett, when he was about ten years old, went out into the streets to sell a bird, in order that he might get some funds to aid his poor mother. The first money that Dr. Kitto obtained was the proceeds of the sale of labels, which he made and peddled from shop to shop. One of the wealthiest men we know, a Christian man distin- guished for his large benevolence, commenced his mercantile career by peddling goods that he carried in a band-box from one milliner's shop to another. " You must creep before you can walk," is an old maxim, and the lives of all distinguished men ver- ify the proverb. He who creeps well, will walk so much the better by and by ; but he who is ashamed to creep, must never expect to walk. We know a successful merchant who commenced the work of an errand-boy in a large mercantile house, when he was about twelve years old. He was not mortified to be caught with a bundle in hand in the street, nor to be seen sweeping the store. Not feel- ing above his business, he discharged his duties as well as he could. When he swept he swept, — every nook and corner was thoroughly cleaned out. A GOOD BEGINNING. 17 When be carried a bundle, he carried it, — nimbly, manfully, promptly, and politely he went and de- livered it. He performed these little things so well that he was soon promoted to a more important post. Here, too, lie was equally faithful and thorough, and his employers saw that he possessed just the qualities to insure success. They pro- moted him again ; and before he was twenty years old he was the head clerk of the establishment. He was not much past his majority when he was admitted as a partner to the firm ; and now he stands at the head of the well-known house, a man of affluence, intelligence, and distinction. Had he been ashamed to carry a bundle or sweep a store when he was a boy, by this time his friends would have had abundant reason to be ashamed of him. This chapter of Nat's early experience in squash culture, was quite unimportant at the time. It is still only a memorial of boyish days ; but it was a good beginning. It shows as clearly as the most distinguished service he afterwards rendered to his fellow men, that hopefulness, industry, persever- ance, economy of time, self-reliance, and other valuable traits, were elements of his character. CHAPTER II. UPWARD AND ONWARD. IT WAS winter, — about three months after the sale of the squashes. The district school was in progress, and a male teacher presided over it. " Scholars," said the teacher one day, " it is both pleasant and profitable to have an occasional decla- mation and dialogue spoken in school. It will add interest, also, to our spelling-school exercises in the evening. Now who would like to participate in these exercises ? " Nat was on his feet in a moment ; for he was al- ways ready to declaim, or perform his part of a dialogue. The teacher smiled to see such a little fellow respond so readily, and he said to Nat, " Did you ever speak a piece ? " " Yes, sir, a good many times." " Do you like to declaim ? " " Yes, sir, and speak dialogues too." " What piece did you ever speak ? " <18) UPWARD AND ONWARD. 19 " ' My voice is still for war,' " replied Nat. " A great many boys have spoken that," added the teacher, amused at Nat's hearty approval of the plan. " Will you select a piece to-night, and show it to me to-morrow morning ? " he asked. " Yes, sir ; and learn it too," answered Nat. Only four or five scholars responded to the teach- er's proposition, and Frank Martin was one, Nat's " right hand man" in all studies and games. The teacher arranged with each one for a piece, and the school was dismissed. As soon as school was out, " Frank," said Nat, " will you speak ' Alexan- der the Great and a Robber ' with me ? " " Yes, if the teacher is willing. Which part will you take ? " " The ' robber,' if you are willing to be great Alexander." Frank agreed to the proposition, and as the dia- logue was in Pierpont's First Class Book, which was used in school, they turned to it, and showed it to the teacher before he left the school-house. It was arranged that they should speak it on the next day, provided they could commit it in so short a time. " Going to speak a dialogue to-morrow," said Nat to his mother, as he went into the house. " What are you going to speak ? " " Alexander the Great and a Robber," replied 20 THE BOBBIN BOY. Nat. " And I shall be the robber, and Frank will be Alexander." " Why do you choose to be the robber ? " in- quired his mother. " I hope you have no inclina- tion that way." " I like that part," replied Nat, " because the robber shows that the king is as much of a robber as himself. The king looks down upon him with scorn, and calls him a robber ; and then the robber tells the king that he has made war upon people, and robbed them of their property, homes, and wives and children, so that he is a worse robber than himself. The king hardly knows what to say, and the last thing the robber says to him is, ' I believe neither you nor I shall ever atone to the world for half the mischief we have done it.' Then the king orders his chains to be taken off, and says, ' Are we then so much alike ? Alexander like a robber ? ' " " That is a very good reason, I think, for liking that part," said his mother. " Many people do not stop to think that the great can be guilty of crimes. They honor a king or president whether he has any principle or not." " That is what I like to see exposed in the dia- logue," said Nat. " It is just as bad for a king to rob a person of all he has, in war, as it is for a rob- ber to do it at midnight." Nat always felt s v rongly upon this point. He UPWARD AND ONWARD. 21 very early learned that rich men, and those occu- pying posts of honor, were thought more of by many people, whether they were deserving or not, and it seemed to him wrong. He thought that one good boy ought to stand just as high as another, though his parents were poor and humble, and that every man should bear the guilt of his own deeds whether he be king or servant. Out of this feeling grew his interest in the aforesaid dialogue, and he was willing to take the place of the robber for the sake of the pleasure of " showing up " the king. It was this kind of feeling that caused him to sympa- thize, even when a boy, with objects of distress and suffering, — to look with pity upon those who ex- perienced misfortune, or suffered reproach unjustly. It was not strange that he became a professed Dem- ocrat in his youth, as we shall see ; for how could such a democratic little fellow be other than a true Jeffersonian Democrat ? Nat's part of the dialogue was committed on that evening before eight o'clock. He could commit a piece very quick, for he learned any thing easily. He could repeat many of the lessons of his reading- book, word for word. His class had read them over a number of times, so that he could repeat them readily. At the appointed time, on the next afternoon, both Nat and Frank were ready to per- form. " I have the pleasure this afternoon," said the 22 THE BOBBIN BOY. teacher, " to announce a dialogue by two of the boys who volunteered yesterday. Now if they shall say it without being prompted, you will all concede that they have done nobly to commit it so quickly. Let us have it perfectly still. The title of the dia- logue is ' Alexander the Great and a Robber.' Now boys, we are ready." Frank commenced in a loud, pompous, defiant tone, that was really Alexander-like. It was evi- dent from the time he uttered the first sentence, that, if he could not be " Alexander the Great," he could be Alexander the Little. Nat responded, and performed his part with an earnestness of soul, a power of imitation, and a de- gree of eloquence that surprised the teacher. The scholars were not so much surprised because they had heard him before, but it was the first time the teacher had seen him perform. " Very well done," said the teacher, as they took their seats. " There could not be much improve- ment upon that. You may repeat the dialogue at the spelling-school on Friday evening ; and I hope both of you will have declamations next week." "/will, sir," said Nat. The teacher found a reluctance among the boys to speak, and one of them said to him, " If I could speak as well as Nat, I would do it." This remark caused him to think that Nat's su- UPWARD AND ONWARD. 23 periority in these rhetorical exercises might dis* hearten some of his pupils ; and the next time he introduced the subject to the school, he took occa- sion to remark, " Some of our best orators were very poor speak- ers when they began to declaim in boyhood. It is not certain that a lad who does not acquit himself very well in this exercise at first, will not make a good orator at last. Demosthenes, who was the most gifted orator of antiquity, had an impediment in his speech in early life. But he determined to overcome it, and be an orator in spite of it. He tried various expedients, and finally went to a cave daily, on the sea-shore, where, with pebble-stones in his mouth, he declaimed, until the impediment was removed. By patience and perseverance he be- came a renowned orator. It was somewhat so, too, with Daniel Webster, whom you all know as the greatest orator of our land and times. The first time he went upon the stage to speak, he was so frightened that he could not recall the first line of his piece. The second time he did not do much better ; and it was not until he had made several attempts, that he was able to get through a piece tolerably well. But a strong determination and persevering endeavors, finally gave him success." In the course of the winter Nat spoke a number of pieces, among which were " Marco Bozzaris," " Speech of Catiline before the Roman Senate, on 24 THE BOBBIN BOY. Hearing his Sentence of Banishment," and " Dia- logue from Macbeth," in all of which he gained him- self honor. His taste seemed to prefer those pieces in which strength and power unite. At ten and twelve years of age, he selected such declamations and dialogues as boys generally do at the age of sixteen or eighteen years. It was not unusual for the teacher to say, when visitors were in school, " Come, Master [Nat], can you give us a declamation?" and Nat was never known to refuse He always had one at his tongue's end, whicb would roll off, at his bidding, as easily as thread unwinds from a spool. About this time there was some complaint among the scholars in Nat's arithmetic class, and Samuel Drake persuaded one of the older boys to write a petition to the teacher for shorter lessons. This Samuel Drake was a brother of Ben, a bad boy, as we shall see hereafter, known in the community as Sam. When the petition was written, Sam signed it, and one or two other boys did the same ; but when he presented it to Nat, the latter said, " What should I sign that for ? The lessons are not so long as I should like to have them. Do you study them any in the evening ? " " Study in the evening ! " exclaimed Sam. " I am not so big a fool as that. It is bad enough to study in school." " I study evenings," added Nat, " and you are as UPWARD AND ONWARD. 25 able to study as I am. The lessons would be too long for me if I didn't study any." " And so you don't mean to sign this petition ? " inquired Sam. " Of course I don't," replied Nat. " If the les- sons are not too long, there is no reason why I should petition to have them shorter." "You can sign it for our sakes," pleaded Sam. " Not if I think you had better study them as they are." " Go to grass then," said Sam, becoming angry, " we can get along without a squash peddler, I 'd have you know. You think you are of mighty consequence, and after you have killed a few more bugs perhaps you will be." " I won't sign your petition," said Frank, touched to the quick by this abuse of Nat. " Nor I," exclaimed Charlie Stone, another inti- mate associate of Nat's, and a good scholar too. Nat was sensitive to ridicule when it proceeded from certain persons, but he did not care much for it when its author was Sam Drake, a boy whom every teacher found dull and troublesome. He replied, however, in a pleasant though sarcastic manner, addressing his remark to Frank and Charlie, " Sam is so brilliant that he expects to get along without study. He will be governor yet." Sam did not relish this thrust very much, but be> fore he had a chance to reply, Frank added, 26 THE BOBBIN BOY. " I suppose you will make a speech, Sam, when you present your petition." All laughed heartily at this point, and turned away, leaving Sam to bite his lips and cogitate. Sam was certainly in a predicament. He had several signers to his petition, but they were all the lazy, backward scholars, and he knew it. To send a petition to the teacher with these signatures alone, he knew would be little less than an insult. If Nat, Frank, and Charlie, would have signed it, he would not have hesitated. As it was, he did not dare to present it, so the petition movement died because it could n't live. The teacher, however, heard of the movement, and some days thereafter, thinking that his dull scholars might need a word of encouragement, he embraced a favorable opportunity to make the fol- lowing remarks : — " It is not always the case that the brightest scholars in boyhood make the most useful or learned men. There are many examples of dis- tinguished men, who were very backward scholars in youth. The great philosopher Newton was one of the dullest scholars in school when he was twelve years old. Doctor Isaac Barrow was such a dull, pugnacious, stupid fellow, that his father was heard to say, if it pleased God to remove any one of his children by death, he hoped it would be Isaac. The father of Doctor Adam Clarke, the commentator, UPWARD AND ONWARD. 27 called his boy ' a grievous dunce.' Cortina, a re- nowned painter, was nicknamed, by his associates, 4 Ass' Head,' on account of his stupidity, when a boy. When the mother of Sheridan once went with him to the school-room, she told the teacher that he was ' an incorrigible dunce,' and the latter was soon compelled to believe her. One teacher sent Chatterton home to his mother as ' a fool of whom nothing could be made.' Napoleon and Wellington were both backward scholars. And Sir Walter Scott was named the ' The Great Block- head ' at school. But some of these men, at a cer- tain period of youth, changed their course of living, and began to apply themselves with great earnest- ness and assiduity to the acquisition of knowledge, while others, though naturally dull, improved their opportunities from the beginning, and all became renowned. No one of them advanced without close application. It was by their own persevering efforts that they finally triumphed over all difficul- ties. So it must be with yourselves. The dullest scholar in this room may distinguish himself by appli- cation and dint of perseverance, while the brightest may fail of success, by wasting his time and trust- ing to his genius. The motto of every youth should be i upward and onward.' " CHAPTER III SATURDAY AFTERNOON. HHHE BRIGHT summer-time had come again, J- when the sweet-scented blossoms beautified the gardens, and the forming fruits gave promise of a rich golden harvest. The school-bell sent out its merry call to the laughing children, and scores of them daily went up to the temple of knowledge for improvement. Saturday afternoon was a season of recreation, when the pupils, released from school, engaged in various sports, or performed some light labor for their parents. On a certain Saturday afternoon, Nat, Charlie, Frank, and one or two other boys, arranged for a " good time " at the house of one of the number. They were all there promptly at the appointed time, together with Frank's little dog Trip — a genuine favorite with all the boys who had any regard for dog-brightness and amiability. (28) SATURDAY AFTERNOON. 23 e ~ Look here, Frank, lias Trip forgot how to play by-spy ? " asked Charlie. " No ; he will play it about as well as you can. Let us try it." " You can't learn him to touch the goal, can you ? " inquired another boy. " No," replied Frank ; " but I expect he will before he takes his degree. He is nothing but a Freshman now." " Did he ever petition you for shorter lessons ? " asked Nat. Charlie and Frank laughed ; for they thought of Sam Drake's petition at the winter school. " Never," answered Frank ; " but he has asked me for longer ones a great many times. He never gets enough at any sport. He will play ' hide and seek ' or 4 ball ' as long as you will want to have him, and then wag his tail for more." Trip sat by looking wistfully up into his little master's face as if he perfectly understood the praise that was lavished upon him, and was pa- tiently waiting to give an exhibition of his skill in athletic games. " Let us try his skill," said Charlie. " Come, Frank, give him his post." " Here, Trip," said Frank, " come here ; nice fellow, — does want to play ' hide and seek ; ' so he shall ; " and he patted him on his head, for which kindness Trip voted him thanks as well as he could. 30 THE BOBBIN BOY. " Now, boys, we '11 all run and hide, and Trip will find us in short metre." Off they started, some round the barn and house,, and some over the wall, while Trip stood wagging his tail, in the spot assigned him. At length a loud shrill " whoop," " whoop," " whoop," one after another, salute i Trip's ears, and off he ran to find them. Bounding over the wall, he came right upon Charlie, who laughed heartily at the result, while Trip extended his researches round the barn, where he discovered Nat under a pile of boards, and one or two of the other boys. "When they all returned to the goal, Trip perceived that his master was not found, and off he bounded a second time. " Sure enough," exclaimed Charlie, " he knows that Frank is not here, and he has gone to find him. Is n't he a knowing dog ? " " I don't believe he will find him," said Nat, " for he is up on a beam in the shed." Nat had scarcely uttered these words, before a shout from Frank and a bark from Trip announced that the former was discovered. "There," said Frank, as he came up to the goal with Trip skipping and jumping at his side, " was n't that well done ? I told you he would find you, and none of us could do it quicker." " Let us try it again," said one of the boys, " I guess I'll puzzle him this time." SATURDAY AFTERNOON. 31 Again they all sought hiding-places, while Trip waited at the goal for the well-known signal — - " whoop ; " " whoop ; " " whoop.'' None of the boys knew the meaning of this better than he, although he was only a dog. Soon the signal was given, and away went Trip in high glee. Over the wall — around the barn — ■ into the shed — back of the house — behind the woodpile — under the boards — here and there — he ran until every boy was found. Again and again the experiment was tried, and Trip won fresh laurels every time. " You 've torn your pants, Nat," said Frank. " I know it. I did it getting over the fence. I have n't done such a thing before, I don't know when." While exhausting " hy-spy" of its fun, Sylvester Jones came along with a bit of news. " Going to court, Nat ? " he inquired. " Going where?" replied Nat, not understanding him. " To court ! They have taken up Harry Gould and Tom Ryder, and the court is coming off at the hall." " What have they taken Harry and Tom for ? " asked Nat, becoming deeply interested in the event. " I don't know exactly ; but it is something about disturbing the exhibition." The facts in the case were these. There was an 82 THE BOBBIN BOY. exhibition in the hall owned by the manufacturing company, and these two boys climbed up on the piazza and looked into the window, thereby dis- turbing the exercises. An action was brought against them, and they were to bo tried before a justice of the town. " It is too bad," replied Nat, " to take up such little boys for that — they did n't know any better. What will be done with them, do you expect ? " " Perhaps they will send them to jail. Father says it is a serious matter to disturb a meeting of any kind." " Yes," replied Nat, " it is a mean act in any- body, but I don't believe that Harry and Tom un- derstood it. It will be too bad to send them to prison for that. Perhaps they would never do such a thing again." " Come," added Sylvester, " let us go to the trial and see. They have begun before this time." Nat's sympathies were intensely wrought upon by these tidings ; for Harry and Tom were among his school-fellows. The idea of trying such little boys in a court of justice excited him very much. He forgot all about the games projected and the rent in his pantaloons, and seizing his cap, he said to Frank, « Will you go ?" " Yes, I 've played about enough," answered Frank. " I would like to go to a court." SATURDAY AFTERNOON. 33 The boys hurried away to the hall ; and they found that the court had opened, and that the room was well filled with people. Nat edged his way along through the crowd until he found himself directly in front of the table where the justice sat. Sure enough, there the two young prisoners were, Harry and Tom, looking as if they were half fright- ened out of their wits. How Nat pitied them ! It seemed strange to him that men could deal thus with boys so small. He listened to the examination of witnesses with great emotion, and watched Harry and Tom so closely that he could read their very thoughts. He knew just how badly they felt, and that if they could get clear this time, they never would be caught in such wrong-doing again. " Were you present at the exhibition ? " inquired the justice of one of the witnesses. " I was," he answered. " Did the prisoners disturb the exercise ? " " They did." " How do you know that Harry and Tom were the boys ? " " Because I went out to send them away, and found them on the piazza." " Did you speak to them, and call them by name, so that you could not be mistaken ? " " I did, and they responded to their names." " Then you can swear that these two boys, the prisoners, disturbed the meeting ? " 84 THE BOBBIN BOY. " Yes, I am positive of it." Two or three other witnesses were examined, when the justice said, " It appears to be a clear case, boys, that you are guilty of the charges alleged against you. You are very young to begin to disturb the public peace. Even if it was nothing but thoughtlessness, boys are getting to be so rude, that it is high time some check was put upon their mischief. Now, boys, have you any thing to say for yourselves ? " Harry and Tom were more frightened than ever, and Nat could see them struggle to keep from cry- ing outright. " Have you any one to speak for you ? " asked the justice. Nat could withstand it no longer, and he stepped forward, with his cap in his hand, his bright eyes beaming with sympathy for the prisoners, and said, " Please, sir, I will speak for them, if you are willing," and without waiting for the justice to reply, he proceeded : " Harry and Tom would never do the like again. They knew it was wrong for them to disturb the exhibition, but they did n't think. They will think next time. I know they feel sorry now for what they have done, and will try to be good boys here- after. Can you not try them, if they will promise ? This is the first time they have done so, and they SATURDAY AFTERNOON. 85 will promise, I know they will (turning to the boys), won't you, Tom? " The boys both nodded assent, and the justice looked pleased, astonished, and not a little puz- zled. It was really a scene for the artist, Nat standing before the court with cap in hand, and his pantaloons torn in the play of the afternoon, his heart so moved with pity for the juvenile of- fenders that he almost forgot where he was, mak- ing a touching plea for the boys, as if their des- tiny depended upon his own exertions. The hall was so still that the fall of a pin might be heard while Nat was pleading the case. Everybody was taken by surprise. They could hardly believe their senses. " Their brother," answered one man, in reply to the inquiry, " Who is that lad ? " He did not know himself, but he thought that possibly a brother might plead thus for them. The justice was not long in deciding the case, after such a plea. He simply reprimanded the two boys, gave them some wholesome counsel, and dis- charged them, much to the gratification of Nat, and many others. " That was the youngest lawyer I ever heard plead a case," said Mr. Payson, after the court ad- journed. " The most impudent one, / think," replied Mr. Sayles, to whom the remark was addressed. " If I 86 THE BOBBIN BOY. had been in the place of the justice, I would have kicked him out of the hall. Little upstart ! to come in there, and presume to speak in behalf of two reckless boys ! " " You misjudge the boy entirely, Mr. Sayler. There is nothing of the ' upstart ' about Nat. He is a good boy, a good scholar, and very amiable in- deed. The neighbors will all tell you so. It was his sincere pity for the boys that led him to plead for them. He did not mean to conceal their guilt, but he thought, as I do, that such small boys better be reproved and tried again, before they suffer the penalty of the law." " I hope it is so," replied Mr. S. " I know it is so," continued Mr. P. " Nat is very kind and sympathizing, and he cannot endure to see a dog abused. It might seem bold and un- mannerly for him to address the court as he did, but Nat is not such a boy. He is very mannerly for one of his age, and nothing but his deep pity for Harry and Tom induced him to speak. The act has elevated him considerably in my estimation, though I thought well of him before." Mr. Pay son took the right view of the matter. In addition to his sympathy for his school-fellows, Nat felt that it was hardly right to take those little boys before a court for the offence charged, since they were not vagrants, and were not known as bad boys. If Ben and Sam Drake had been there in- SATURDAY AFTERNOON. 37 stead of Harry and Tom, he would not have volun- teered a plea to save them from the clutches of the law. But he felt that it was dealing too severely with them, and this emboldened him, so that when he witnessed the distress of the boys, and saw them try to conceal their emotions, his heart over- flowed with pity for them, and forced him to speak. If we knew nothing more of Nat, this single act would lead us to anticipate that, in later life, he would espouse the cause of the oppressed in every land, and lift his voice and use his pen in defence of human rights. At the age of ten or twelve years, John Howard, the philanthropist, was not distinguished above the mass of boys around him, except for the kindness of his heart, and boyish deeds of benevolence. It was so with Wilberforce, whose efforts in the cause of British emancipation gave him a world-wide fame. Every form of suf- fering, misfortune, or injustice, touched his young heart, and called forth some expression of tender interest. Carefully he would lay off his shoes at the door of a sick chamber, and often divide a small coin, received as a present, between his own wants and some poor child or man he chanced to meet. And Buxton, whose self-sacrificing spirit in behalf of suffering humanity is everywhere known, was early observed by his mother to sympathize with the down-trodden and unfortunate, and she sought to nurture and develop this feeling as a 38 THE BOBBIN BOY. hopeful element of character. When his fame was at its zenith, he wrote to his mother, " I constantly feel, especially in action and exertion for others, the effects of principles early implanted by you in my mind." CHAPTER IT. THE WILD CHERRIES NAT, CHARLIE, and Frank planned a pleas- ure excursion one Saturday afternoon, when cherries were in their prime. They did not even think of the cherries, however, when they planned the trip. They thought more of the fields and forests through which they proposed to go. But just at this point one of their associates came up, and said, " Let us go over beyond Capt. Pratt's and get some cherries. There is a large tree there, and it hangs full." " Yes ; and have the owner in your hair," an- swered Charlie. " No, no," replied John, the name of the boy who made the proposition. " They are wild cher- ries, a half a mile from any house, and of course the owner considers them common property. I have got cherries there a number of times." (39) 40 THE BOBBIN BOY. " That is no evidence you did n't steal them," said Nat, half laughing. " If you do no worse stealing than that," an- swered John, "you will not be sent to jail this week." It was therefore agreed, that the cherry-tree should be visited, even if they allowed the cherries to remain unmolested. Without further discussion they proceeded to execute their purpose, and lost no time in finding the famous tree. John's glow- ing description of the crop had caused their mouths to water long before they came in sight of them. "John is hoaxing us," said Nat, smiling," before they were half way there. " I don't believe as good cherries as he tells about ever grow wild." " Wait and see," responded John. " If you won't believe me, I guess you will your eyes. Wild or not wild, I hardly think you will keep your hands off, when you have a peak at them." " I tell you what it is, Nat," said Frank, " if it should turn out that the cherries are tame, you might not get off so easy as Harry and Tom did for disturbing the exhibition." " I should n't deserve to," answered Nat. The conversation kept up briskly as the boys crossed the fields and scaled the walls and fences. At length they came in sight of the tree, standing apart from any garden, nursery, or orchard, a full half mile from the nearest house. THE WILD CHERRIES. 41 " There it is," said John, pointing to it. " It that is not a wild cherry-tree, then no tree is wild." " I should think it would be as wild as the beasts, so far from any house," added Frank. They were surprised, on approaching the tree, to find it loaded with cherries of so nice a quality. Tiiey were much larger than the common wild cherries, a sort of " mazards," similar to the kind that is cultivated in gardens. " That is not a wild-cherry tree, I know," said Charlie. " It may have come up here, but the owner of this land would never fail to gather such cherries as these. They would sell for ninepence a quart in the village as quick as any cherries." " I think so too," said Nat ; " and if we strip the tree, the first thing we shall know, the constable will have us up for stealing." " Pshaw ! " exclaimed John. " You are more scared than hurt. I don't mean that these cherries are not like some that grow in gardens ; but the tree came up here of itself — nobody ever set it out — and so it is wild ; and why are not the cherries common property as much as that smaller kind which people get over there by the river ? " This last argument of John was more convincing. All the boys knew that anybody gathered the com- mon wild cherries from trees that grew much nearer dwelling-houses than this, so that there was some force in John's last suggestion. 42 THE BOBBIN BOY. " If John is right," added Nat, " it is best to be on the safe side, and ask leave of the owner. If he does not mean to pick the cherries, he will be will- ing that we should have them ; and if he does want them, he will put us into the lock-up for steal- ing them." " Who is going half a mile to find the owner ? " said John, " and then perhaps he will be away from home. I shall not run my legs off upon any such Tom Fool's errand. If you are a mind to do it, I have no objections, and I will pick the cherries while you are gone." The matter was discussed a little longer, and finally all concluded to try the cherries. It re- quired a pretty forcible argument to stand against the appeal of the luscious fruit to their eyes. Into the tree they went, and, in due time filled their caps with the tempting fruit. Having loaded their caps, they descended and set them on the ground under the tree, and then returned to fill their stomachs. " Hark ! " said Frank hurriedly, "do I not hear some one calling ? " " Yes," answered John, from the top of the tree, where he was regaling himself with the dessert, " true as I am alive, there is the owner coming full speed, and yelling like a good one. Let us clear." They all dropped upon the ground instantly, and bounded over the nearest wall like frightened THE WILD CHERRIES. 43 sheep, and soon were seen scampering a hundred rods off. " There, now, if that is n't smart," exclaimed Nat ; " we 've left our caps under the tree, Frank." John set to laughing to see the two capless boys ; and he was more inclined to laugh because Charlie and himself had presence of mind enough to take theirs. " If it was you, John, I should n't care a snap," said Frank. " You led the way, and made us be- lieve that they were wild cherries, and I wish your cap was there." John could only laugh, in reply, at his bare- headed companions. " I don't see why we should run at all," said Nat, just apprehending the folly of their course. " We are not thieves, — we did n't mean to steal. We should n't have taken the cherries if we had known the owner wanted them." " What can we do without our hats ? " asked Frank. " I shall go and get mine," answered Nat, " and tell the man just as it was, and, if he is reasonable he will overlook it." " I am beat now," exclaimed John ; " the old fellow is certainly carrying off your caps." The boys looked, and to their amazement, the man was returning to his house with the caps. Nat and Frank were more perplexed than ever. 44 THE BOBBIN BOY. "Never mind," said John; "you are both big enough to go bareheaded. What will you take for your caps ? " and again he laughed at their predica- ment. " What shall we do ? " inquired Frank. " Go to his house and get the caps, of course," said Nat. " The caps won't come to us that is certain." " What will you tell the man ? " " Tell him the truth," replied Nat, " and it ought to get our caps, and shield us from punish- ment." " Perhaps he is a crabbed fellow who will show us no favors ; and he will say that our running away is evidence of our guilt." "We were fools to run," said Nat; "and if I had stopped to think one moment I should have stayed there, and explained it to him." Finally, it was decided that Nat and Frank should go after their caps, on which errand they started at once, while John and Charlie proceeded homeward. In the mean time the owner of the tree had reached his house very much amused at the flight of the capless boys. He was some- what angry when he first saw the boys in his tree, but the possession of the two caps well filled with cherries modified his wrath considerably. It would take him two hours to pick that quantity of fruit. " Surely," he thought, " the boys have beaten the bush and I have caught the birds." THE WILD CHERRIES. 45 " You must go to the door aud explain it," said Frank to Nat. " I am going to, and convince him that we did did not mean to steal." Nat gave a gentle rap at the door, to which a lady at once responded. " Can we see the man who has our caps ? " in- quired Nat. " I will see," she replied very kindly, and stepped back into the house to call her husband. He made his appearance promptly ; and looked so much more pleasant than Nat expected, that he was very much emboldened. " What is wanted, boys ? " he asked. " We have come," replied Nat, " to tell how it happened that we got your cherries, and to get our caps." " I suppose it happened very much as it does every year with those cherries," said the man, — " the boys steal them." " No, sir ; I think I can convince you that we did not mean to steal. We thought they were wild cherries. John came along and told us about them, and we did not believe they were wild. Finally we consented to go and see, and when we got to the tree, we told him that the owner of such nice cherries would want them, and I told him that the best way would be to come and ask you, for if you did not want them, you would certainly give us permission 46 THE BOBBJN BOY. to pick them. But he laughed at us, and said the tree was much further from any house than the wild cherries that any person gets down by the river, and therefore the cherries must be common prop- erty. We thought he was right, when he told u? this, and so we went up into the tree." " But why did you run when you saw me com ing, if you did not mean to steal them ? " he asked. " I run, sir, because I did not stop to think. I told Frank, as soon as we stopped running, that we were very foolish, because we did not mean to steal, and I was sorry that we did run. But we were so surprised when we saw you coming that we ran be- fore we thought. I don't think we did right, sir, though we did not mean to steal. It would have been better for us to have come and asked you for the cherries as I told John. Now we would like our caps, but we want you to be convinced first that we are not thieves." " I am convinced," replied the man. u I guess you mean to be honest boys, and you shall have your caps." The fact was, the man was much impressed with the sincerity and honesty of Nat before he got half through his explanation. He admired his frank- ness, and his manly, straight-forward way of telling his story. He went into the house and brought out the caps^ just as he took them from the ground, full of cherries, and gave them caps, cherries, and all. THE WILD CHERRIES. 47 " You don't mean we shall have the cherries, do you ? " inquired Nat. " Certainly, you have worked hard enough for them," he replied. " And I like to see boys willing to own up when they do wrong. I don't think you meant to do wrong ; but I am glad to see you make a clean breast of it, and not be so mean as to equivocate, and lie, to get out of a scrape. Boys always fare the best when they are truthful, and try to do right." " We are much obliged to you," said Nat. " You will never catch us on your cherry-tree again with- out permission." Having pocketed the cherries, they put on their caps, and hastened home, quite thoroughly con- vinced that all cherries which grow a half mile from any house are not wild. CHAPTER V. ATHLETIC SPORTS. " A SWIM to-night," shouted John to Frank, on -£*- his way home from school. " All hands be there." " Will you come, Nat ? " inquired Frank. "Yes; and swim three rods under water," was Nat's reply. At this period of Nat's boyhood, there was almost a passion among the boys for athletic sports, such as swimming, jumping, running, ball-playing, and kindred amusements. For some time they had re- ceived special attention, and no one of the boys en- joyed them more than Nat. It was one of the principles on which he lived, to do with all his heart whatever he undertook. In the school-room, he studied with a keen relish for knowledge, and on the play-ground he played with equal gusto. If he had work to do it was attended to at once, and thoroughly finished in the shortest possible time. In this way he engaged in athletic sports. (48) ATHLETIC SPORTS. 49 An hour before sunset, a dozen or more boys were at " the bathing place." " Now, Nat, for your three rods under water," said Prank. " If I was half as long-winded as you are, I should keep company with the fishes pretty often." " He swam more than three rods under water the other day," said Charlie. "I shouldn't want to risk myself so long out of sight. Suppose the cramp should seize you, Nat, I guess you 'd like to see the dry land." " You must remember," suggested John, who was usually ready to turn things over, and look at the funny side, " that doctors won't wade into the water after their patients." One after another the boys plunged into the wa- ter, as if it were their native element. Most of them had practised swimming, diving, and other feats, until they were adepts in these water-arts. Some of them could swim a surprising distance, and feared not to venture a long way from the shore. Frank was very skilful in performing these water feats, but even he could not equal Nat. " Now for a swim under water," exclaimed Nat, as he disappeared from the view of his companions. All stopped their sports to watch Nat, and see where he would make his appearance. Not a word was spoken as they gazed with breathless interest, and waited to see him rise. 4 50 THE BOBBIN BOY. " He 's drowned," cried one of the boys. " No, no," responded Frank. " We shall see him in a moment," and yet Frank began to fear. " I tell you he is drowned," shouted John, much excited. By this time there was a good deal of con- sternation among the boys, and some of them were running out of the water. A man who was watch- ing on the shore, was actually stripping his coat off to make a plunge for Nat, when up he came. " He is safe," shouted half a dozen voices, and the welkin rang with cheer after cheer. " There, young man, better not try that again," said the gentleman on the shore, as Nat swum around in that direction. " That was more than three rods," said Frank. " And more than four," added Charlie. " You beat yourself this time, Nat. You never swam so far under water before. We thought you were drowned." " There is no use in trying to beat you" con- tinued Frank. " If you had gills you would be a regular fish." Everybody in the village heard of Nat's swim- ming feats under water, as well as on the water, and it was not unusual for spectators to assemble on the shore, when they knew that he was going to bathe. Not far from this time, a little later in the year perhaps, there was to be a special game of ball on ATHLETIC SPORTS. 51 Saturday afternoon. Ball-playing was one of the favorite games with the boys, and some of them were remarkable players. When the time arrived it was decided that John and Charlie should choose sides, and it fell to the latter to make the first choice. " I choose Nat," said he. "I'll take Frank," said John. It was usually the case that Nat and Frank were pitted against each other in this amuse- ment. Nat was considered the best player, so that he was usually the first choice. Frank stood next, so that he was the second choice. In this way they generally found themselves playing against each other. It was so on this occasion. The game commenced, and John's side had the " ins." " You must catch," said Charlie to Nat. It was usually Nat's part to catch. " And you must throw," responded Nat. " I can catch your balls best." The very first ball that was thrown, John missed, though he struck with a well-aimed blow, as he thought, and Nat caught it. " That is too bad," was the exclamation heard on one side, and " good," " capital," on the other. Charlie took the bat, and was fortunate in hitting the ball the first time he struck. Now it was Nat's turn, and, with bat in hand, he took his place. 52 THE BOBBIN BOY. " Be sure 'and hit," said Charlie. " I should like to see a ball go by him without getting a rap," answered Frank, who was now the catcher. " The ball always seems to think it is no use to try to pass him." " There, take that," said Nat, as he sent the ball, at his first bat, over the heads of all, so far that he had time to run round the whole circle of goals, turning a somerset as he came in. " A good beginning, Nat ; let us see you do that again," said Frank. " When the time comes I '11 give you a chance," replied Nat. We will not follow the game further, but simply say that, before it was half through, quite a number of men, old and young, were attracted to the place by the sport. " What a fine player for so young a boy," said one bystander to another, as Nat added one after another to the tallies. " Yes ; no one can excel him ; he never plays second fiddle to anybody. He will run faster, catch better, and hit the ball more times in ten, than any other boy. I saw him jump the other day, and he surpassed any thing I have seen of his age." " If that is not all he is good for, it is well enough," replied the other. " He is just as good at studying or working, as he ATHLETIC SPORTS. 53 is at playing ball ; it seems to be a principle with him to be the best in whatever he undertakes. I was amused at his reply to one of the neighbors, who asked him how he managed to swim better than any one else. ' It is just as easy to swim well as poorly,' said he, and there is a good deal of truth in the remark. At another time he said, i one might as well run fast as slow.' " " Does he appear to glory in his feats ? " " Not at all. He does not seem to think there is much credit in being the best at these games. One of the boys said to him one day, ' Nat, you al- ways get all the glory in our games.' He replied, 6 1 don't think there is much glory in playing ball well. If that is all a person is good for, he is not good for much.' He has very good ideas about such things," This was really a correct view of Nat's case. He enjoyed athletic sports as much as any of the boys, and yet he actually felt that it was no particular credit to him to be a good swimmer, jumper, run- ner, or ball-player. He did not study to excel therein because he thought it was honorable to beat every other boy in these things. But what he did, he did with all his soul, and this is neces- sary to success. He had confidence in his ability to succeed in what he undertook. When he first went into the water, he knew he could learn to swim. When he took his stand to catch the ball, 54 THE BOBBIN BOY. he knew he could catch it. Others did these tilings, and he could see no reason why he could not. He seemed to feel as one of the Rothschilds did, who said, " I can do what another man can." The same elements of character caused him to excel on the play-ground, that enabled him to bear off the palm in the school-room. It is generally the case that a boy who does one thing well will do another well also. Employers understand this, and choose those lads who exhibit a disposition to be thorough. Said Samuel Budg- ett, " In whatever calling a man is found, he ought to be the best in his calling ; if only a shoeblack, he ought to be the best shoeblack in the neighbor- hood." He acted upon this principle himself from his boyhood ; and so did Nat, whether he was fully conscious of it or not. Sir Joshua Reynolds, the great painter, said that his success resulted mainly from one principle upon which he had acted, namely, " to make every picture the best." Buxton, of whom we have spoken already, had as much force of character in his youth as almost any boy who ever lived. His determination was invincible, and his energy and perseverance were equal to his resolution. The consequence was that he became famous for boating, shooting, riding, and all sorts of fieldsports, though he cared little for any thing else. But when, at last, his attention was turned to self-improvement and philanthropy, ATHLETIC SPORTS. 55 by the influence of the Gurney family, he carried the same qualities with him there, and through them won a world-wide fame. It was thus with Sir Walter Scott, who was second to no one in his youth for his dexterity and proficiency in athletic games, and the various forms of recreation. He could " spear a salmon with the best fisher on the Tweed, and ride a wild horse with any hunter in Yarrow. " The same energy and unconquerable will helped him achieve that herculean labor afterwards, of paying off a debt of six hundred thousand dol- lars, with his pen. The Duke of Wellington ac- knowledged the same principle, when he said, as he stood watching the sports of boys on the play- ground of Eton, where he spent his juvenile years, " It was there that the battle of Waterloo was won." Twenty-five years after Nat bore off the palm in athletic games, an early associate asked him to what he owed his success, and he answered, in a vein of pleasantry, " To swimming under water." Whatever may have been his meaning, it is not at all difficult to discover the same elements of char- acter in squash-raising, declamation, and arithmetic, that appear in the games he played. His skill in the water served him a good purpose one day, or rather, it served another boy well. Nat and two or three of his companions were at play near the factory, when some one cried out, " A boy in the water ! " 56 THE BOBBIN BOY. In an instant Nat sprung, followed by his com- panions, and made for the water, when lo ! a little boy was seen struggling to keep from sinking. He had carelessly ventured too near and fallen in, and must have perished but for the timely aid thus rendered him. Nat plunged in after him, and his play-fellows did the same, or brought rails, by which he was saved. He proved to be Charlie's younger brother. This event made a deep impression upon Nat's mind, and he reflected upon his act with far more satisfaction than he did upon his superiority in swimming or playing ball. He had saved, or helped save, a lad from a watery grave, and that was an act worth performing. He went home, and after relating the incident with the greatest enthusiasm, he sat down and drew a picture repre- senting the scene. There was the water and buildings near, a little boy struggling for life, and Nat and associates plunging in after him. It was really a good representation of the terrific scene ; and Nat considered it quite an accession to his collection of drawings. Thus he used this bit of experience to advance himself in one branch of education. With his traits of character, he could not excel in innocent games, without receiving an impulse therefrom to excel in more important acquisitions. CHAPTER VI. A MISTAKE. STERN WINTER locked the streams again. A snowy mantle covered the hills and valleys, and the bleak winds moaned through the naked trees. The merry sleigh-bells jingled in the streets, and merrier lads and lasses filled the village school- house. The skating grounds never presented more attractions to Nat and his circle of schoolmates. " The ice is smooth as glass," said John. " I never saw better skating in my life. Will you try it right after school ? " These words were addressed to a group of school- boys at the afternoon recess, to which all but two responded in the affirmative. It was a snapping cold day, but youthful skaters mind nothing for that. " George and I have promised to see the teacher after school about studying grammar," said Nean- der, " so that we can't go." (57) 58 THE BOBBIN BOY. " He wants to form a new class in grammar for beginners, and our parents have told him that we must study it," said George. " I will sell you what I know about it cheap, if you will go with us," said John, who had studied grammar a short time. " I don't think he will be troubled to find use for as much as that," said Charlie, jocosely. " You will find it dry as a chip," added John. " It fairly makes me thirsty to study it." The bell rung, and the boys hurried to their seats. At the close of the school, the teacher took occasion to say, " that some scholars were desirous of beginning the study of grammar. I think there might be quite a large class formed of those who are old enough to begin. It is a very important science. It will teach you how to read and write the English language correctly. You cannot write a good letter even without some knowledge of this study. Those of you who are eleven or twelve years of age ought to commence it at once. Now, those of you who would like to join such a class may stop after the school is dismissed, and we will make the arrangements." Three or four only remained — others passed out, Nat and Charlie among them. They had never studied grammar, and the teacher really expected they would remain. Their scholarship was so good that he inferred they would desire to unite with such a class, but he was mistaken. A MISTAKE. 59 " Shall you join the grammar class, Nat r " in- quired Charlie, on their way to the pond. " No ; I think that other studies will be of more use to me. Grammar is a good branch for rich men's sons, who can go to school as long as they want to ; but I am not a rich man's son, and I never expect to do any thing that will require a knowledge of grammar." " That is my idea exactly," continued Charlie. " If I knew I should ever go into a store, or be a town officer, I should want to study it." "According to the teacher's ideas, you will need it if you are nothing more than a wood-sawyer's clerk," said John. " I did n't quite believe all the teacher said about writing letters," added Nat. " I have heard father say that grammar was not studied at all when he went to school, and that it has been introduced into school quite recently. Now I would like to know if people did not understand how to write letters in those days. Could n't Washington and Jefferson, and other great men, write letters cor- rectly ? " " I never thought of that," said Charlie. " I would ask the teacher, if I were in your place, to- morrow." " For one," said John, " I should be willing to run my risk, if I could get rid of studying it. I can't make much out of it." GO THE BOBBIN BOY. " I have no doubt," added Nat, " that it is a good study for those who will want to use it ; but 1 shall never want to use it, and it is better for me to study something else. Arithmetic is useful to everybody, if they never buy any thing but meat out of a butcher's cart." By this time they had reached the pond, so that the subject of grammar was dropped, and skating taken up. " I suppose you will bear off the palm as usual, Nat," said Frank, while he was putting on his skates. " I don't know about that," replied Nat ; " if a fellow can't skate some on this glare ice, he better give his skates to somebody who can." Frank's remark was drawn out by the fact that Nat was already considered the best skater in the village. He could skate more rapidly, and perform more feats on his skates than any one else. His ability had been fully tested again and again ; and by this time there seemed to be a sort of expecta- tion among the boys that he would be " first best " in whatever he undertook. For this reason they hardly attempted to compete with him, but yielded the first place to him as a matter of course. Away went Nat up the pond, and Charlie ex- claimed, " See him go ! What a fellow Nat is ! any thing he undertakes has to go. See him skate now on one foot, and now he is skating backwards ! " A MISTAKE. 61 " And he does it just as easy as a boy knows his father," said John. For nearly an hour skating was enjoyed, when all concluded that their suppers would be waiting, and so they separated for home. On the following day, soon after school began in the morning, the teacher brought up the subject of a grammar class, evidently dissatisfied that certain boys did not remain after school, on the previous afternoon, to join it. He remarked " that there were several boys in school, who might study gram- mar as well as not," and he went on to call the names of some, and turning to Nat and Charlie, who sat together, he said, " Both of you need to begin this study at once. It would have been better if you had undertaken it before ; but it is not too late now. You will never regret it here- after. I want both of you to join the class," and he uttered the last sentence as if he meant it. Neither Nat nor Charlie made any reply at the time ; but at recess they went to the teacher and made known their feelings. " We never expect to do any thing that will re- quire a knowledge of grammar," said Nat. " It will do well enough for rich men's sons." " Perhaps both of you will be lawyers, ministers, legislators, or governors yet," replied the teacher, smiling. " Poorer boys than you have risen to occu- py as important places, and the like may happen again." 62 THE BOBBIN BOY. " None of the scholars like grammar," said Charlie ; " they say it is dry and uninteresting, and hard to understand." " If it is so," answered the teacher, " that is no reason why it should not be studied. We have to do some very unpleasant things in this world. If you live to become men, you will find that you can- not have every thing to your taste. You will be obliged to do some things, from the doing of which you would rather be excused. And as to your not expecting to occupy stations in future life, where you will find a knowledge of grammar useful, there is more prospect of it than there was that Benja- min Franklin would become distinguished. He had not half so good advantages as you have. His father was poor, and had a large family to support. He was compelled to take Benjamin out of school, when ten years old, and set him to making soap, which was not very popular business. But the boy did as well as he could, and made improvement though deprived of school advantages. Then he became a printer boy, and used all his spare moments to read and study, so that he advanced more rapidly than many of his companions did who continued in school. He always had to work, and had much more reason than you have, when he was of your age, to say that he should never occupy a position of influence. Yet he became, as you know, one of the most learned men of his age, a philosopher and A MISTAKE. 63 statesman whose fame will never perish. And it was somewhat so with Patrick Henry. Though he had better advantages than Benjamin Franklin, and had a father who was able to assist him, yet no one thought he would ever become distinguished. It was rather thought by the people who knew him, that he would never accomplish much. Yet, when he came to improve the small opportunities he had, after his father had ceased to aid him, he rapidly advanced to fame. He became the most noted orator of his day, and a very popular statesman. When he was twelve years old, he had no idea of occupying such a place in manhood. He would have laughed at the suggestion. There are many such examples ; and they show us that boys may rise to stations they never expect to hold, so that your plea for not studying grammar is a poor one. At any rate, both of you will have occasion to write letters, and perhaps you will be a town clerk or justice. I shall insist upon your studying grammar." Nat and Charlie exchanged glances, as the teacher rung the bell for the boys to come in. They saw that it was no use to hold out against his wishes, for his last remark had settled the matter. Therefore they reluctantly yielded to his request. This was the first instance in which Nat had ex- hibited any unwillingness to take up a new study. But he had made up his mind that it would not be of any use to him, so that he had little heart for the 64 THE BOBBIN BOY. science. He commenced it, and recited Lis lessons, though rather mechanically, without clearly under- standing them, at the same time excelling in arith- metic, declamation, and other exercises that en- gaged his attention. As his school days ended a few months after, his knowledge of grammar was very limited indeed. The sequel will disclose whether he was not finally convinced that the teacher was right, while he himself was wrong, and whether the failure to improve even one small op- portunity does not become the occasion of future regret. " Well, Nat, how do you like grammar ? " in- quired John, some weeks afterwards. " As well as I can," replied Nat. " So do I, and that isn't saying much. But I thought you was determined not to study it." " I thought so too," replied Nat, " and you see what thought did." " I suppose you concluded that you would want to write letters to your sweet-heart some time, and it would be a pity not to use the English language with propriety in such a case." " I did n't think much about it ; but when a boy can't do as he likes, there is no way left but to do as he must, and that is my case." " I thought the teacher bore rather hard upon us," said Charlie, who had been listening to the conversation. A MISTAKE. 65 " Perhaps you will thank him for it when you get to be Dr. Franklin, Jr.," answered Nat, in a jesting manner. " It can't be denied," interrupted John, " that the teacher is a great grammarian. Didn't he put Sam into the objective case yesterday, when he tum- bled him head over heels out of his seat ? If his action did n't pass over to an object then, I won't guess again." " Sam looked as if he was convinced that the teacher was an active verb," said Nat. " He found out that he was neither neuter nor passive." The subject of grammar became a frequent theme of remark during the remainder of the term among the boys. None of them liked it very well, so that poor grammar was slandered, and many a joke was cracked over it. It was during this term that Sam Drake allowed his mischief-making propensity to exhibit itself in a cruel act, for which he was condemned by nearly all beholders. The boys were returning from school one night, when a well-known dog, belonging to a neighbor, came out to salute his young master, one of the scholars. He was somewhat larger than Trip, and a playful fellow, ready to frolic with the boys. " Come here, Spot," said Sam to the dog, "good fellow, can you run after a stick to-night ? " and he patted him upon his head, till the dog (who was 5 66 THE BOBBIN BOY. usually shy of Sam) seemed to think that he was a good friend. " There, go and bring that to me," at the same time throwing a little stick one or two rods. Spot obeyed at once, and brought back the stick, apparently conscious of having performed his duty well. " What do you suppose he would do if I should tie my dinner pail to his tail ? " inquired Sam. " You shan't do it," cried two or three boys, none more loudly, however, than Nat. " I shall do it, if I am a mind to," replied Sam ; and he proceeded to take a string out of his pocket for this purpose. " You are too bad to do that," said John, trying to dissuade him from doing it. " It seems to me that you all have a heap of pity just now," said Sam. " I wish you had," responded Nat. " You would get precious little of it, Mr. Squash peddler, if I had," answered Sam. " The dog is none of your relations, and you needn't trouble yourself about him." Ben Drake, ere this, had turned to aid Sam in executing his purpose, and the pail was actually tied to Spot's tail before this conversation closed. " Take off the cover," said Ben, and no quicker said than done ; whereupon Spot ran yelping down A MISTAKE. 67 the street, the tin pail rattling behind him so as to frighten him beyond measure. The faster he ran, the more the pail rattled, and the more terrified the dog was. Men stopped in the street to see the cruel sport, and express their disapproval. "It is one of Sam Drake's tricks," said Charlie to an inquiry put by a gentleman. Sam and Ben laughed till they could scarcely stand upon their feet to see the dog run. It was just such sport as they loved. " Hurrah for Spot ! " shouted Sam, swinging his hat. " He '11 spill his dinner if he don't carry the pail more carefully." " If it was my dog," said Frank, " you would find my father after you." " You ought to be ashamed of yourself," added Nat. " It would not have been more cruel in you to kill him outright. You are always up to some- thing of the kind." Not one of the boys approved of Sam's and Ben's cruelty. All expressed decided sympathy for Spot, and were glad to see the pail drop from his tail by the time he had run thirty or forty rods. " What kind of a noun is Sam ? " inquired John, with one of his roguish glances of the eye. " A proper noun, of course," replied Charlie. " Not by any means," said Nat ; " it takes a decent fellow to be a proper noun. Sam is an im- proper noun. I don't believe he has behaved proper one whole day in five years." 68 THE BOBBIN BOY. This remark got a hearty laugh upon Sam, and he felt it. He mumbled over something, and shook his fist a little, but Nat could hear no part of his remark but the oath that closed it. Sam was very profane, and his brother was too. It was not un- usual for both of them to utter the most wicked oaths. They seemed to delight in using the worst words of the English language. This barbarous act of Sam was frequently spoken of thereafter, and he stood lower than ever in the estimation of Nat. The latter possessed tender feelings towards all sorts of animals, and he was much disposed to pet them. It might be almost said of him as Parry did of Sir John Franklin, " he never turned his back upon a danger, yet he was so tender that he would not brush away a mosquito." The winter session of the school closed, and vacation brought its work and pleasures. We should be glad to follow Nat through these few weeks of vacation, but we must hasten to a scene that was enacted when the following summer was far spent. CHAPTER VII PROSPECT HILL. " "VTAT," SAID Frank, as they were going home -L^l from school one Friday night of the follow- ing summer, " let us go up on Prospect Hill to-mor- row afternoon ; it will be a capital time for a view, if it is a clear day." " Agreed," responded Nat. " I told Harry the other day that I could count a hundred churches from that hill, and he laughed at me, and I mean to see if I was far from the truth." " Well, I guess you set it a little too high," said Frank, " but it is a grand sight that we have there." " Yes ! I heard Mr. Sawtelle (Nat's pastor) say, that he never enjoyed such a fine prospect any- where else, because so many different objects can be seen. I wish I could look through a spy-glass from that hill, would n't it be fine ? " Just then the two boys reached a corner where they must separate to go to their respective homes, and the engagement was renewed by Nat's saying, (69) 70 THE BOBBIN BOY. " Now remember, Frank, and be along in good season." A word about Prospect Hill. We are not sure that this was the veritable name given to this lofty eminence at that time ; but we call it thus now because we have heard Nat designate it thus since he became a man. It is certainly a very appro- priate appellation with which to christen a hill that towers up so abruptly toward heaven. This hill was situated just back of Nat's native village, perhaps a half mile or more from the com- mon on which he was wont to play. The top of it was crowned with a mammoth rock, which an enthu- siastic geologist might call its crown jewel. Indeed, we are inclined to believe that nearly the whole hill is composed of granite, from base to top, and were the rocky eminence near some " Giants' Causeway," we should regard it the work of these fabled characters, perhaps begun as the first rough step- ping stone to the stars. The boys were right when they spoke so earnestly of the grand view presented from the brow of this hill. There was nothing like it in all the " region round about ; " and it is grander still at the present day, because the cunning hand of art has beautified almost every foot of land in view, and reared struc- tures of varied form and costliness on every hand. In the magnificent panorama appear a score of little villages nestling among the distant trees, while PROSPECT HILL. 71 as many larger ones stand forth in more imposing grandeur, and several cities spread out their wealth of stores and palaces, and lift their church spires and domes of public edifices high to the blazing sun. Dame Nature lends enchantment to the view by the freshness and beauty of her inimitable landscape. Green and mossy meadow, rich, cultivated upland, luxurious gardens, sweet shady grottos and cozy dells, orchards, forests, farms, with almost every variety of natural scenery, enliven the prospect beyond description ; and last, though not least of all, a beautiful river pursues its serpentine course through dusky everglades and grass-grown valleys, as if an unearthed mine, fused by subterranean fires, were pouring forth its vast treasures in a stream of molten silver. The scene is so truly grand that neither tongue nor pen can do justice to the reality. Saturday afternoon came as usual, with its free- dom from school-hour quiet and study. Frank was on time, accompanied by his knowing little dog, " Trip," and Nat was as much on time as he. "Halloo! Frank," exclaimed Nat; " going to take Trip along with us ? " "Yes! he'll enjoy it as well as we," replied Frank. " And I" shall enjoy it a good deal better to have him with us," continued Nat. " Come here Trip, you nice little fellow, and see the best 72 THE BOBBIN BOY. friend you have." And Trip bounded upon him, giving him as hearty a " good afternoon " as a dog can, while Nat returned the compliment by patting him upon his neck, and telling him, as he glanced a curious eye at Frank, " that he knew almost as much as his master." " I wish that dog was mine," said Nat. " I don't," responded Frank ; " but I wish you had one just like him." " I suppose you don't know where I can buy his brother or sister, do you ? " Frank smiled, and before he had time to reply, they were hailed by Sam and Ben Drake. " Where now, boys ? " inquired Sam. " Bound for Prospect Hill : it is a good clear day for a fine view, and I am going to count the churches," answered Nat. " Count your grandmothers ! " sneeringly ex- claimed Sam. " I would give more to roll a big stone down the steep side than I would for the best view you can get from the top." " But don't you think the prospect from the hill is fine, Sam ? " " Fine enough, I s'pose, though I don't know much about it, as I never thought it was best to in- jure my eyes looking." " Well, I must say that you " " There, take that, you little whelp," just then shouted Sam to Trip, as he gave the little dog a kick that sent him half across the road. PROSPECT HILL. 73 It seems that Trip happened to come in Sam's way, so that he stumbled against him, and this aroused his ire at once, and then followed the cruel assault. The dog certainly did not mean to come in his way, for he was not a boy that even the dogs liked. They iisually kept a respectable distance from both Sam and Ben, and saved their good-will for such kind boys as Nat and Frank. Dogs learn very readily who their friends are, and they wag their tails and skip around those only who are. Frank looked at Nat when he saw his favorite dog thus abused, and the glance which they exchanged told what each of them thought of the barbarous treatment. Nothing was said, however, and they passed on. It was evident, by this time, that Sam and his brother intended to accompany them, with- out an invitation, to Prospect Hill. While they are on the way, we will improve the time to say a word about Nat's love of nature. Sam could see no beauty in a landscape. Why any person should want to stand upon a hill-top for a whole half hour to view green lawns, gardens, meadows, and villages and cities, with their church ppires and domes, he could not understand, espec- ially after they had seen them once. If he could have been put into Eden, it would have been no sport for him, unless he could have had the privi- lege of clubbing the cats and stoning the dogs. It was different with Nat. He never tired of the 74 THE BOBBIN BOY. view from Prospect Hill, and this love of nature and art contributed to elevate his character. This is always the case. Scarcely any person has be- come renowned for learning, in whom this love was not early developed. Sir Francis Chan trey was one of the most distinguished artists of his day, possess- ing a nice discrimination and a most delicate taste, to aid him in his remarkable imitations of nature. He was reared upon a farm, where he enjoyed the innocent pleasure of ranging the forests, climbing hills, bathing in ponds and streams, and rambling through vale and meadow for fowl and fish, all of which he did with a " relish keen." Perhaps he owed more to the inspiration of the wild scenes of Derby Hills, than to all the books that occupied his attention in his boyhood's days. The same was true of the gifted poet Burns, whose sweet and lofty verse has made the name of Scotland, his native land, immortal. He took his first lessons from the green fields, and gushing bird-songs, on his father's farm. Silently, and unconsciously to himself, dame Nature waked his poetic genius into life, when he followed the plough, angled in his favorite stream, or played " echo " with the neighboring woods. The late Hugh Miller, also, the world-renowned geologist, might have been unknown to fame but for the unconscious tuition that he derived from the rocky sides of Cromarty Hill, and his boyish explo- ration of Doocot Caves. He loved nature more PROSPECT HILL. 75 than he loved art. There was nothing that suited him better than to be scaling the rugged sides of hills, exploring deep, dark caverns, and hunting shells and stones on the sea-shore. He was natu- rally rough, headstrong, and heedless — qualities that tend to drag a youth down to ruin. But his love of nature opened a path of innocent thought and amusement before him, and saved him from a wretched life. Thus the facts of history show that there is more hope of a boy who loves the beautiful in nature and art, than of him who, like Sam Drake, cared for neither. Perhaps we shall learn that it would have been better for Sam if he had thought more favor- ably of nature, and less of rude and cruel sports. The boys reached the top of the hill before two o'clock. Sam Drake was the first to set his foot upon its solid apex, and he signalized the event by swinging his hat, and shouting, " Three cheers for the meeting-houses ! " This was done, of course, as a sort of reflection upon Nat, who made no reply. Sam was about three years older than Nat, and yet Nat was the most of a man. " A fire in Boston," exclaimed Frank, as soon as he reached the summit, and cast his eyes towards the city. All looked, and, to their surprise, there was a dense volume of smoke issuing from the north part of the city, indicating that a terrific fire 76 THE BOBBIN BOY. was raging. Had it been in the night-time, the whole heavens would have been lighted up with the blaze, and the scene would have been grand beyond description. But in the sunlight, nothing but smoke could be seen. " What do you suppose it is burning ?" inquired Frank. " It must be some large building, I should think by the smoke it makes. Perhaps it is a whole block on fire." " I guess it is one of Nat's churches," said Sam, casting a glance at the person hit by the remark. " He had better count it before it is gone." " Well," replied Nat, who was tempted by the last fling to answer, " I know of one fellow " And there he stopped short, for his caution pre- vailed, and he concluded that " the least said the better." He had a pretty cutting remark on the tip of his tongue, when he remembered that Sam was older than himself, and was base enough to return a blow for a word. Besides, he had a special dislike for Sam, since his cruel treatment of Spot, which would naturally lead him to say as little to him as possible. " What is that you know about a fellow ? " said Sam, growing angry. " It is a lucky thing for you that you did n't say it. Give me any of your sarce, and I'll let you know who is the oldest. Boys that count churches better look two ways for Sunday." Frank saw how things were going, so he sought PROSPECT HILL. 77 to quell the storm in Sam's breast by calling the attention of all to the peculiar symmetry and beauty of an elm tree that stood in the distance. But Sam, not caring to view such objects, turned away to hurl stones, with which he had taken care to fill his pockets, at some object near the base of the hill. Frank's device, however, accomplished the object intended. " How many miles do you think we can see from the top of this hill ? " inquired Nat, addressing himself to Frank. " Well, I hardly know," answered Frank. " We can see Boston very plainly, and that is ten miles distant. We can see further still in the other direction, perhaps twice as far." "How fine this is!" continued Nat. "But I must begin to count the churches, or I shall not get through this afternoon. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten — -yes, here are ten right here within a few miles. And now let us count them — — " He was stopped here in the middle of a sen- tence, by the yelp of the dog Trip, and both turned to see what was the matter with him, when Sam shouted : " Look here, Frank, dogs are falling. Trip has taken the shortest cut down hill this time." " Good ! " added Ben. " I wish all the dogs were kicked after him." And both Sam and Ben seemed to glory in the calamity that had befallen Trip. 78 THE BOBBIN BOY. Frank and Nat stood appalled when they saw what the trouble was. Sam had kicked Trip down the precipitous side of the hill, where there was a fearful plunge of thirty or forty feet; and there he lay motionless upon his side. Although they stood so far above the dog, it was very evident that he was dead. Frank burst into tears as the unwelcome truth flashed upon his mind that Trip was no more. It was a full, overflowing gush of grief from the bottom of his heart. Nat felt badly to see the dog killed, and also at seeing the grief into which Frank was plunged, and he began to weep also ; and there the two boys cried as sincerely over the lifeless dog, as ever friend shed tears over the corpse of friend. " Well done, now, if I ain't beat ! " exclaimed Sam. "Crying over a dead dog! Better save your tears for his funeral, Frank. I'll preach his funeral sermon if you'll name a text. And you come in second mourner, do yoii, Nat ? " " Second mourner or not," answered Nat, wiping his eyes, and roused by the scene into a magnani- mous self-defence, " if I was in Frank's place, your father should know of this." " Well, 'spose he does know it, what do you think I care ? " responded Sam. " I'd like to sec the old man calling me to an account for killing a dog." " So should I like to see him do it," quickly PROSPECT HILL. 79 added Nat, " if he would give you what you de- serve." Ben evidently relented by this time for his harsh saying about the matter, and addressing his broth- er, he said, " After all, Sam, I think it was rather too bad to kill Trip, for he was the cleverest dog in town. I don't think you '11 gain many friends by the act." " I didn't mean to kill him," said Sam. " But you might have known that it would kill him to kick him down such a place as that," said Nat. " That is not so clear, my boy," replied Sam ; " it takes a boy bright enough to count meeting- houses to do that. You see I am green — it is the bright feller, who can speak pieces, and look at the fields and trees from Prospect Hill, to foresee such events." " Come, Sam, you are a little too bad," said Ben. " I don't think you 'd like it very well if Frank should kill your gray squirrel the first chance he has." Sam found it difficult to argue the case with his brother Ben against him, who had really been con- verted over to the other side by the tears of Frank and Nat. Ben was always a better boy than Sam, but he often yielded to his wicked counsels because Sam was the eldest. Ben was made worse by his brother's influence. This was the general impres- 80 THE BOBBIN BOY. sion in the neighborhood. Sam also, owed a spite to good boys in general, who ranked higher than himself in school, and were thought more highly of in the community. He knew that Nat was a favorite, in school and out, with all who knew him, and so he was envious and vindictive. He twitted him about thinking more of himself than he ought, although he did not really think so. The fact was, Nat was far in advance of Sam in reading, writing, arithmetic, and every branch of study, although the latter was three years older. This circum- stance probably excited the ill-will of Sam, as he had an evil disposition, made more evil every day by his vicious couree. What he said and did on that day was the result of his jealousy and envy, in connection with his bad temper and reckless spirit. Probably he did not think of killing Trip, when he gave him a kick, for he was ut- terly reckless, and scarcely ever stopped to con- sider consequences. But this was no excuse. It is evidence rather of a more dangerous temper of mind. Sam gave Ben a wink, and both hurried away to- gether, leaving Nat and Frank alone, as they were glad to be. " How cruel Sam is ! " said Frank, breaking the silence that prevailed after they were left alone. " Worse than that," added Nat. " I begin to think that what Mr. Bond said the other day about him will prove true." PROSPECT HILL. 81 " What did he say ? " " He said that Sam would become a very bad man, unless he turned his course soon, and that he should not be surprised if he came to the gallows. I thought at once of a story which I read the other day about a boy." " Do you mean a boy like Sam ? " " Yes ; very much like him. He lived in Eng- land, and he was neighbor to a minister there. The minister had two or three sons whom he warned not to associate with this bad boy. He told them that he would come to some bad end because he did not obey his parents, and was so wicked in other respects. And it proved true ; for, in a few years he was shut up in prison for his crimes." " Sam ought to be put there for what lie has done already," said Frank. " But come, let us go round and get poor Trip's body. He shall have a decent burial at any rate." Both started up, and hastened down the hill to a spot from which they might turn and pass round to where Trip lay. They were soon at his side. Frank took up his lifeless body, and the tears started afresh as he said, " stone dead." " Oh, how sorry I am that we let Trip come with us ! " said Nat. " So am I, but it can't be helped now ; his neck is broke, and neither of us can mend it." " Let us carry him home as a witness against 6 82 THE BOBBIN BOY. Sam. Your folks will want to see him once more, too, and I know that my father and mother would be glad to." Thus Nat expressed himself as they turned their steps homeward. Silently they walked on, Frank carrying the dog-corpse in his arms, as solemn as ever pall-bearer bore the remains of hu- man being to the grave. We will leave them to get home in their own time, while we look in upon Nat's father and mother. CHAPTER VIII. THE END OF SCHOOL-DAYS. IN THE course of the afternoon Nat's father met the agent of the factory, and the following con- versation ensued : — " What do you say about letting your boy come into the factory to work ? " said the agent. " We are greatly in need of a boy to carry bobbins, and we will give him two dollars a week." " I '11 see what his mother says about it. I sup- pose he will have to do something for a living soon. I shall not be able to do much more for him." " But Nat has worked some already in a factory, has he not ? " " Well, not exactly to make it a business. He was at his uncle's, in Lowell, about six months, and he was a ' picker boy ' a short time." " That is enough to initiate him. It is only a step from ' picker boy ' to i bobbin boy.' " The facts about his going to Lowell were these : {83) 84 THE BOBBIN BOY. He bad an uncle there who was a clergyman, and Nat was one of his favorites, as he was generally with all those who knew him intimately. This uncle pro- posed that Nat should come and stay with him a few months in the new " city of spindles" (for the city was then only about four years old), a sort of baby-city. The lad was only eleven years old, at that time, though he was more forward and manly than most boys are at fifteen. He was somewhat pleased with the idea of going to his uncle's, and engaged in preparing for the event with a light heart. As the time drew near for his departure, he found he loved home more than he thought he did, and he almost wished that he had not decided to go. But being a boy of much decision, as we have seen, he was rather ashamed to relinquish what he had undertaken to do. He said little or nothing therefore about his feelings, but went at the ap- pointed time. Soon after he became a member of his uncle's family, where he was a very welcome visitor, a " picker boy " was wanted in the fac- tory, and arrangements were made for Nat to fill the place. He entered upon the work, well pleased to be able to earn something for his parents, and he fully satisfied his employers, by his close attention to his work, his respectful manners, and his amiable, intelligent, and gentlemanly bearing. But Nat loved home too well to be contented to remain long av^ay. He had seasons of being homesick, when THE END OF SCHOOL-DAYS. 85 he thought he would give more to see his father and mother again than for any tiling beside. His uncle saw that the boy was really growing thin under the intense longing of his heart for home, so he wrote to his parents, and arrangements were made imme- diately for his return. It was a happy day for Nat when he reached home, and took his parents once more by the hand. Home never seemed more pre- cious than it did then. If he had been a singer, I have no doubt that he would have made the old homestead resound with the familiar song of Payne, " 'Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam, Be it ever so humble, there 's no place like home." It is a good sign for boys to love home. Good boys always do love home. It is the place where their parents dwell, whom they love and respect. No ties are so dear as those which bind them to this sacred spot. No love is purer than that which unites them to parents, brothers, and sisters. It may be a home of poverty, where few of the comforts, and none of the luxuries of life are found, but this does not destroy its charm. Sick- ness and misfortune may be there, and still it is home, loved and sought. Others may have more splendid homes, where affluence gathers much to please the eye and fascinate the heart, but they would not be received in exchange for this. Such boys as Sam and Ben Drake seldom lovo 86 THE BOBBIN BOY. home. Disobedient and headstrong children do not love their parents much, and, for this reason, home has few charms except as a place to eat and sleep. The history of nearly all base men will show that in early life they broke away from the restraints of home, and ceased to love the place where parents would guide them in the path of virtue. Some years ago a distinguished philanthropist visited a young man about twenty-eight years of age, who was confined in prison for passing counterfeit money. His sentence was imprisonment for life. He had become very sad and penitent in conse- quence of his imprisonment, and the fact that con- sumption was rapidly carrying him to the grave. The philanthropist inquired into his history. When he spoke to the prisoner of his mother, he observed that his chin quivered, and that tears came unbid- den to his eyes. " Was not your mother a Christian ? " inquired the visitor. " Oh yes, sir ! " he answered ; " many and many a time has she warned me of this.' , " Then you had good Christian parents and wholesome instruction at home, did you not ? " " Certainly ; but it all avails me nothing now." " Then why are you here ? " Raising himself up in bed to reply to this last inquiry, the young man said, " I can answer you that question in a word. I THE END OP SCHOOL-DAYS. 87 did not obey my parents nor care for home." And he uttered these last words with a look and tone of despair that sent a chill through the interroga- tor's heart. This is but one illustration of the truth, that boys who do not love home usually make shipwreck of their characters. Probably Sam Drake would have laughed at Nat, or any other boy, for being homesick, and said, " I should like to see myself tied to mother's apron strings. It will do for babies to cry to see their mothers, but it will not do for men. Suppose it is home, there are other places in creation be- sides home. I 'd have folks know that there 's one feller who can go away from home, and stay too." A great many men who are now in prison, or dis- honored graves, talked exactly so when they were young. They thought it was manly to have their own way, and show that they cared little for home. Nat's love of home, then, was a good omen. It was not a discredit to him to long to get back again to his father and mother. It was the evi- dence of an obedient, affectionate, amiable son. After the conversation between the agent and Nat's father, the latter went home to consult his wife upon the subject. He related to her the sub- stance of his conversation with the agent, and waited her reply. " I hardly know what to say," said she. " Nat 88 THE BOBBIN BOY. is only twelve years old, and needs all the schooling he can get. His teachers have said so much to me about his talents, and their wish that he might bo educated, that I have hoped, and almost expected, some unforeseen way might be opened for his love of study to be gratified." " That is entirely out of the question, I think," replied her husband. " The time has come, too, when he must earn something for his support. I see not how we can get along and keep him at school. He loves his becks I know, and I should be very glad to see him enjoy them, but poor folks must do as they can and not as they want to." " Yery true ; but it is so hard to think that his schooling must end here, when ho is only a little boy. I don't know but it would break his heart to be told that he could go to school no more." " He need not be told that" added her husband. " He may not know but that he will go to school again at some future day." " It will be difficult to satisfy him on that point, if we keep honesty on our side. You are not with him so much as I am, so that you do not know how inquisitive he is, nor how much he talks about his books, and getting learning. The first thing he will think of will be, whether he will go to school any more. He knows that factory boys are de- prived of this privilege, and as he is to become a factory boy, his inference will bo that there, is no more schooling: for him." THE END OF SCHOOL-DAYS. 89 " Well, it must come to that, and he may as well know it first as last. But I do not apprehend that he will lay it seriously to heart, for he is always ready to do what his parents think is best. I think he is remarkable for that." " I think so too ; and I shall rely more upon his disposition in this respect to be reconciled to the privation of school, than upon any thing else. I think if the subject is brought before him at the right time, and in the right way, I can convince him it is for the best, and I am sure he will be ready to do what will be best for all of us." The conclusion of the matter was that Nat should enter the factory on Monday, and that his mother should open the subject to him as soon as he came home. CHAPTER IX. OPENING THE SUBJECT. THE DOOR suddenly opened, and in rushed Nat, under great excitement, with his eyes " as large as saucers," to use a hyperbole, which means only that his eyes looked very large indeed. " Sam Drake has killed little Trip," said he to his mother. " Killed Trip ! " reiterated his mother, with great surprise. " Yes ; he kicked him down the steep side of Prospect Hill, and he is stone dead." " What did he do that for ? Had he any trouble with Frank ? " " No, mother ; he did it because he is an ugly boy, and for nothing else. He is always doing some wrong thing. The teacher told him the other day that he had more difficulty with the scholars than all the other boys put together. Frank and I did n't want he should go with us ; but he and (90) OPENING THE SUBJECT. 91 Ben came along and went without being asked to go." " They are very bad boys," added his mother, u and I am afraid they will make bad men. It is well known that they are disobedient at home, and cause their parents a great deal of trouble, Sam especially." " And such swearers I never heard in my life," continued Nat. u Every third word Sam speaks is profane. And he is vulgar too. I wish you knew how bad he is." " I hope you will avoid his company as much as possible. Treat him properly, but have as little to say to him as you can. I have been told that he spends much of his time at the stable and tavern, where he hears much profane and vulgar talk. Boys ought not to visit such places. By and by he will be smoking and drinking as bad as any of them." " He smokes now," said Nat ; " and he told Charlie one day that a boy could never be a man till he could smoke a 4 long nine '." " I hope you will never be a man, then," said his mother. " When a boy gets to going to the tavern to smoke and swear, he is almost sure to drink, and become a ruined man." " I never do smoke, mother. I never go to the stable nor tavern, I don't associate with Sam and Ben Drake, nor with James Cole, nor with Oliver 92 THE BOBBIN BOY. Fowle, more than I can help. For I know they are bad boys. I see that the worst scholars at school are those who are said to disobey their parents, and every one of them are poor scholars, and they use profane language." " That is very true, Nat," said his mother. " I am glad you take notice of these things. Bad boys make bad men ; always remember that. Be very careful about the company you keep, for the Bible says, ' evil communications corrupt good manners.' You know how to behave well, and if you do as well as you can, you will be respected by all who know you." " But, mother," asked Nat, " may I go over to Frank's house, and help him bury Trip ? I won't be gone long." " Yes, you may go, but it will be tea-time in an hour, and you must be back then." Out ran Nat in a hurry, for he had stayed longer to converse with his mother than he meant to have done, and he was afraid Frank would get tired of waiting. He left Frank at the corner of the street, to wait until he ran home to ask his mother's per- mission to go with him to bury the dog. Now, many boys would have gone without taking this trouble. They would have taken the permission to go to Prospect Hill, to cover going to Frank's house also. But Nat would not do this. It would be taking advantage of his mother's kindness. Hq OPENING THE SUBJECT. 93 was never in the habit of going away even to the nearest neighbor's without permission. Such boys as Sam Drake are all over the neighborhood, and sometimes go even further, without consulting their parents. Yery often their parents do not know where they are. If one of their associates should run home for permission to do a given thing, as Nat did, such a fellow as Sam Drake would be likely to say, " I should like to see myself asking the old woman (his mother) to go there. If I wanted to go, I should go. What does a woman know about boys? I wouldn't be a baby all my days. If a fellow can't have his own way, I would n't give a snap to live. Permission or no permission, I would have the old folks know that I shall be my own man sometimes." This is not manly independence, but youthful disobedience and recklessness, that lead to ruin. All good people look with manifest displeasure upon such an ungovernable spirit, and expect such boys will find an early home in a prison. When Nat reached the corner of the street, he found that Frank had gone, so he hastened on, and was soon at Mr. Martin's (Frank's father). " I waited a few minutes," said Frank, as he met Nat at the door, " and then I thought I would run on and get all things ready." " I was afraid that I had kept you waiting so 94 THE BOBBIN BOY. long that you got out of patience," added Nat. " But I stopped to tell mother about it, and she had considerable to say." Frank had related the circumstances of Trip's death to his mother before Nat's arrival, and re- ceived her consent to bury the dog at the foot of the garden. " Come, now, let us run into the wood-shed for a box," said Frank ; " I have one there full of blocks that is just about right to put Trip into." " Then you mean he shall have a coffin ? I thought you would tumble him into his grave as they do dead soldiers on battle-fields." " Not I. I have more respect for a good dead dog than that. Look here, is not that a capital box for it ? " So saying he took up a small box full of blocks, that had once served him for play- things, and having taken the blocks out, he pro- ceeded to lay Trip therein. His body just filled the box, as if it were made on purpose ; and having nailed on the lid, they proceeded with it to the foot of the garden. They were not long in digging a grave, and soon the remains of Trip were decently interred. As the last shovel-full of dirt was thrown on, Nat gave utterance to a part of a declamation which he had spoken in school two weeks before. The portion he repeated was as follows : OPENING THE SUBJECT. 95 "Not a drum was heard, nor a funeral note, As his corse to the ramparts we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot, O'er the grave where our hero we buried. a Slowly and sadly we laid him down, Frcin the field of his fame fresh and gory , We carved not a line, we raised not a stone, But left him alone with his glory." Frank smiled for the first time since Trip wa» kicked down the precipice, and said, " Nat, you are always getting off your oratory ; and I really think the occasion deserves a burst of eloquence. Poor Trip will never play hy-spy again ; our good times with him are over." " There, now I must hurry home to supper," said Nat, " mother will be waiting ; so good-night till Monday." Away he bounded homeward, and was just in season for his supper. After a thorough washing of face and hands, he sat down to the table with as keen an appetite as he ever had, his afternoon ex- cursion having given him a good relish for food. The conversation naturally turned upon the fate of Trip, and the whole account of the tragedy was gone over again, with such comments thereon as each one was disposed to make. " I have a very difficult lesson in arithmetic to dig out to-night for Monday," said Nat, as he rose from the table. 9G THE BOBBIN BOY. " Perhaps you will not be called upon io recite the lesson," replied his mother. " Any scholar who gets rid of reciting a lesson which this teacher gives him must be one of the favorites," said Nat, not being the least suspicious that his mother was going to communicate any thing unpleasant. "For one, I want to recite it, after I have mastered it, and I know that I can master it. At any rate, I shall not give up beat until I have tried." " Then you mean to belong to the ' try company ' a while longer ? " interrupted his mother. " Yes, mother ; the teacher read us some capital verses the other day on ' I '11 try,' and she told a number of stories to illustrate what had been ac- complished by trying." " Your purpose is very good indeed, Nat, and I am sorry that we are not able to give you better advantages. But did you know that your services are in great demand ? The agent of the factory has been after you this afternoon." " For what ? " asked Nat, with great surprise. " To work in the factory to be sure. He wants a ' bobbin boy ' very much, and thinks that you will make a good one ; what do you say to it ? " " You did n't tell him that I would go, did you ? " " Well, your father and I have talked the matter over, and concluded that it will be necessary for you to do something for a living. We are poor, and OPENING THE SUBJECT. 97 your father does not see how he can support the family and keep you in school. The agent will give you two dollars a week, and this will be a great help to us." " You can't mean, mother, that I am not to go to school any more ? " inquired Nat. " We do not know what may yet transpire in your favor, hut for the present, at least, your school- ing must cease." Nat was almost overcome at this announcement, and his lips fairly quivered. His mother felt as badly as he did, though she exerted herself to con- ceal her emotion. At length she went on to say, " I do not expect you will accede to this plan without a struggle with your love of study, but if it is best for us all that you should leave school and work in a factory, you can do it cheerfully, can you not ? " " I can do it," answered Nat, " but not cheer- fully." " I did not mean exactly that, when I spoke ; for I expect you will do it only because our necessities make that change best." " When does the agent want I should begin ? " inquired Nat. " On Monday. It is very short notice, but you may as well begin then as any time. There is one thing to be thought of for your advantage. You love to read, and the manufacturing comoany have a good 7 98 THE BOBBIN BOY. library for the operatives. You can take out books r and read evenings." " There will be scarcely any time for me to read after coming out of the factory at seven o'clock : and besides, after working from five o'clock in the morning until seven at night, I think I shall like the bed better than books." " You will find as much time to acquire knowl- edge as ever Dr. Franklin did, and many othei men who have been distinguished ; and that is some encouragement." " Last winter our teacher told Frank and I about Patrick Henry and Dr. Franklin, and he said that boys now have far better advantages. Do yon sup- pose that the life of Dr. Franklin or the life of Pat- rick Henry will be in the library at the factory ? " " I have no doubt that both of them are there, and you can take the first opportunity to draw one of them out." This last suggestion was a very important one to Nat. The prospect of having access to a good library made Nat almost willing to go into the fac- tory. At any rate, after thinking the matter over, and becoming convinced that it was best for the family, as his mother said, that he should become a bobbin boy, and weighing the advantage of having a library te visit, he was quite reconciled to the ar- rangement. He was the eldest of the children, a large family, and it seemed reasonable that he OPENING THE SUBJECT. 99 sh nil! bs required to do something for a livelihood, if necessity demanded. He knew very well that his parents would not have made such an arrange- ment, unless their low circumstances had forced them to it. Both of them highly valued a good school, and were interested in the education of their children, but their desires could not be gratified. Saturday evening wore away, and the family dis- persed for nightly repose. The last thoughts of Nat, ere he resigned himself to the arms of Mor- pheus, were of school and bobbins. CHAPTER X. THE NEW CALL. MONDAY MORNING came to Nat, seemingly, before Sunday had time to get by. Thirty- six hours scarcely ever passed away so rapidly to him before. But it found him ready. He was one of the few boys who are always on hand, whether it was for school, or any thing else. Teachers never complained of him for being tardy, for they never had occasion to do it ; and he was as prompt to re- cite his lessons as he was to be in school at nine o'clock. He was punctual to a second. If his mother told him to be at home at a given time from an afternoon visit or ramble, he was sure to be on the mark. He performed errands on the same principle, and never had to be called twice in the morning. The fact is, there was not a lazy bone in his whole body ; each finger, toe, joint, and muscle, seemed to understand that it was made for action, and that it must hold itself in readiness to obey or- (100) THE NEW CALL. 101 ders. His will, too, was king of his faculties, and not one of them would have presumed to disobey its ruler. The first little finger that would have dared to say "wo" to his mandates, would have fared severely for its presumption. Now, such a boy would not find it so difficult to rise early in the morning, at a precise time, to work in a factory, as a lazy one would. A lazy boy, who had been accustomed to get up when he pleased, and consequently was seldom ready to breakfast with the rest of the family, would have a hard time in breaking into such a factory life. The bodies of these indolent fellows seldom wake up all at once. After their eyes are fairly awake by much rubbing, opening, and shutting, their limbs have to be coaxed and persuaded to start. Now they think they will start up in just one minute, but the lazy body re- fuses, and one minute passes, and then another, until, sometimes, a whole hour is lost in the futile attempts of a weak will to make the limbs mind and get up. But Nat's will was law to his mem- bers. He had been accustomed to hear the factory bell of his native village call others, but it never called him before. For this reason, he had never thought much about its tones, nor hardly stopped to con- sider that its call was very early. But now its very sound was different. It seemed to understand that Nat was to be called, and it did not require a very 102 THE BOBBIN BOY. flighty imagination in him to perceive that it said Nat, as plainly as any bell could. He was on his feet in a moment. He did not wait for the bell to call twice, any more than he did for his parents to call twice. Every part of him waked up at once, from his head to his feet. His feet were as wide awake as his eyes, as any person would have in- ferred who had seen them start from the bed. If the bell had no harder case to arouse, it might have done its work with half the noise, and thus saved a great quantity of sound for special occasions, such as the fourth of July. He was about the first to reach the factory on Monday morning. " Hurrah ! the bobbin boy is on hand," said the overseer as he entered. " Yes, sir ! " was Nat's short and modest reply. " You 'd rather go to school, I suppose," contin- ued the overseer, " than to carry bobbins ? " " I had," answered Nat, " though I can do what is for the best." " That's right. If everybody would do that, we should have a different world to live in." The overseer said what he did to Nat, because he knew, as everybody else did in the village, that the boy loved his books. His brightness, and inclina- tion to study, were themes of frequent remark among the people. In the school-room, his manner of acquitting himself attracted the attention of THE NEW CALL. 103 visitors. The teachers regarded him as a very promising boy, and often spoke of his talents. In this way, he was known generally in the commu- nity for his " intellectual turn." This explains the remark of the overseer about his loving school bet- ter than the factory. One great surprise awaited Nat on that day. He found that Charlie Stone also became a factory operative on that morning. He did not know that Charlie expected to engage in this new business, nor did Charlie know that Nat did. Indeed, it was unexpected to both of them, since the agent made the arrangement with their fathers late on Saturday afternoon. The meeting of the two boys, therefore, in their new sphere of toil, was the occasion of mutual astonishment. Charlie Stone was just the age of Nat — twelve years old — and was as good a boy as the neighbor- hood afforded. His father was poor, very poor indeed, and could not support his family by his own labor, so that Charlie was compelled to lend a help- ing hand, which he was willing to do. He was a very amiable boy, retiring and modest, a good scholar and associate. He was on intimate terms with Nat, so that their mothers used to say they were " great cronies." We have seen that they were in the same classes in school, and Charlie was really as good a scholar as Nat, though he had not the faculty of using his knowledge to so good ad- 104 THE BOBBIN BOY. vantage. He was a great reader, and he probably read much more than Nat in the course of a year. There is a great difference in boys, as well as men, about the ability to use the information acquired. One boy may thoroughly master his lessons, and fully understand the books he reads, and improve every moment of his time, and yet not be able to make his acquisitions tell so much as another of smaller attainments. His memory may not be reten- tive, and he may be kept back by a distrust of his own ability to do, — too bashful and timid to press forward. This was the case with Charlie. Nat, on the other hand, possessed a remarkable memory, together with a peculiar faculty to use his attain- ments to the best advantage. When he made an acquisition he knew how to use it. Every attain- ment seemed to run into wisdom and character, as the juices of the tree run into buds and fruit. Very small advantages appeared thereby to produce great results in his favor. Every one who knew him would agree, that what Richter said of himself was equally true of Nat, " I have made as much out of myself as could be made of the stuff, and no man should require more." It was fortunate, on the whole, that these two boys entered the factory together, for both of them became more reconciled to their condition than they otherwise would have been. They were company for each other, and, if possible, became more THE NEW CALL. 105 strongly attached to each other in consequence. They had no opportunity, during the forenoon, to converse with each other concerning the manner of their having entered the factory. But as soon as the rattling machinery silenced its clatter for the dinner hour, the subject was talked over until both fairly understood it. 44 Come," said Nat, as they passed out of the factory, "let us step into the office and see when we can take out books." " Perhaps Dr. Holt (the agent) has gone to his dinner ? " " We '11 see," added Nat. So saying they both walked into the office. " What is wanted, boys ? " inquired the doctor, who was there, and he smiled upon them so be- nign an tly that they could not but feel at home. " We stepped in, sir, to inquire when we could take books out of the library," answered Nat. " To-night, my lads, as soon as the factory stops. So it seems you are going to improve your spare moments reading ? " " Yes, sir," replied both of them together. " That is right. It is not the worst berth in the world to be a factory boy, especially if there is a good library to use. Two hours a day in reading will do a great deal for a boy. Most of the young people waste time enough to acquire an education, if it were only well improved. You will have more 106 THE BOBBIN BOY. time for self-improvement than William Cobbett had in his youth — that distinguished member of the British Parliament, of whom so much has been said in the papers of late." The doctor was an intelligent, well-read man, affable and kind, and deeply interested in the wel- fare of those over whom he had an oversight. The boys particularly shared his tender sympathies, especially such bright ones as the two who stood before him. His words were uttered in such a way as to go straight to the heart of an enterprising lad. They were words of cheer and hope, such as give spirit and pluck to a poor fellow whose experience is shadowy, to say the least. More than one boy has had occasion to remember the doctor with gratitude. His allusion to William Cobbett, really contained more information than he imparted, as the follow- ing account which Cobbett published of himself will show : — " I learned grammar," said he, " when I was a private soldier on the pay of sixpence a day. The edge of my berth, or that of my guard-bed, was my seat to study in ; my knapsack was my book-case ; a bit of board lying on my lap was my writing table ; and the task did not demand any thing like a year of my life. I had no money to purchase candle or oil ; in winter time it was rarely that I could get any evening light but that of the fire, and only my turn of even that. And if I, under such cir- THE NEW CALL. 107 cumstances, and without parent or friend to advise or encourage me, accomplished this undertaking, what excuse can there be tor any youth, however poor, however pressed with business, or however circumstanced as to room or other conveniences ? To buy a pen or a sheet of paper I was compelled to forego some portion of food, though in a state of half starvation ; I had no moment of time that I could call my own ; and I had to read and write amidst the talking, laughing, singing, whistling, and brawling of at least half a score of the most thought- less of men, and that, too, in the hours of their freedom from all control. Think not lightly of the farthing that I had to give, now and then, for ink, pen, or paper ! That farthing was, alas ! a great sum to me ! I was as tall as I am now ; I had great health and great exercise. The whole of the money, not expended for us at market, was two- pence a week for each man. I remember, and well I may, that on one occasion I, after all necessary expenses, had, on Friday, made shifts to have a halfpenny in reserve, which I had destined for the purchase of a red herring in the morning ; but when I pulled off my clothes at night, so hungry then as to be hardly able to endure life, I found that I had lost my halfpenny ! I buried my head under the miserable sheet and rug, and cried like a child ! And again I say, if I, under circumstances like these, could encounter and overcome this task, 108 THE BOBBIN BOY. is there, can there be, in the whole world, a youth to find an excuse for the non-performance ? " Nat had no time to converse with his parents at noon concerning his new business — his time was occupied, after dinner, until the factory bell rung, in giving a history of his surprise at meeting Char- lie there. His parents were surprised too, as they had not heard that he intended to work in the mill. u I am glad for you," said his mother, " that Charlie is to work with you, though I am sorry that his parents are so poor as to make it necessary. Charlie is a noble boy, and I know you have a good companion when you have him." " We can take books from the library to-night," said Nat. " And what one are you going to take out ? " inquired his mother. " The Life of Patrick Henry," was his quick reply. " What is there about Patrick Henry that in- terests you in his life ? " " He was a great orator and statesman, and made himself so by improving his time, so the teacher told us last winter." Nat was obliged to hasten back to the factory at the call of the bell, so that a period was put to the conversation very suddenly. His work in the fac- tory was to carry bobbins around to the operatives as fast as they wanted them, and hence he was THE NEW CALL. 109 called "The Bobbin Boy." It was rather light work, though he was often obliged to step around quite lively, which he could do without much trouble, since he was none of your half-way boys- His movements were quick, and what he did he did with all his heart, with only occasional excep- tions. A smart, wide-awake, active boy could carry bobbins to better advantage than a clumsy man in meridian life. Nat carried them as if he were made on purpose for the business. It was difficult to tell which he did best, carry bobbins or speak pieces. He did both, as a looker-on said, " in apple-pie order," which means, I suppose, about as well as they could be done by one of his age. At the close of the day, when the boys came to take out books, Nat found that the life of Patrick Henry was out, so he took the life of Dr. Franklin, without feeling much disappointed. He was so anxious to read both of these volumes that he cared but little which he read first. " That you, Nat ? " exclaimed David Sears, with whom Nat met on his way home from the factory. " What 's got you to-day ? We missed you and Charlie at school." " Done going to school," answered Nat. " We are going to finish our education in the factory." " You have graduated in a hurry, it seems to me. But you don't mean that you are not going to school any more, do you ? " 110 THE BOBBIN BOY. " Why, yes ; I think that will really be the case,, though I hope for the best," replied Nat. " Per- haps I may go again after a while." " It is really too bad," continued David. " I wish the factory was a thousand miles off. It is a pretty hard case to be tied up to a factory bell every day, and work from five o'clock in the morn- ing till seven at night." " I don't care much about the bell," replied Nat. " I can get up as early as the man who rings it, I know. And then it is capital to make one punc- tual. There is no chance for delays when the bell calls — a fellow must be on the mark." Nat struck upon a very important thought here. Punctuality is a cardinal virtue, and the earlier a person learns to be punctual the better it is for him. Being obliged to obey the summons of a bell at just such a minute aids in establishing the habit of punctuality. Hence, the modern rules of the school-room, requiring pupils to be there at a pre- cise hour, and to recite their lessons at such a minute, are very valuable to the young. Pupils who form the habit of getting to school any time in the morning, though usually late, are generally behind time all the way through life. They make the men and women who are late at meeting, late to meet their business engagements, late every- where — a tardy, dilatory, inefficient class of per- sons, wherever they are found. It is good to be THE NEW CALL. Ill obliged to plan and do by car-time. The man who is obliged to keep his watch by railroad time, and then make all things bend to the same, is more likely to form the habit of being punctual, than he who has not a fixed moment for going and coming. And so it is with the factory. The boy who must be up at the first bell-call, and get to his place of toil at five o'clock in the morning, is more likely to be prompt in every place and work. Nat was right. It is another instance of his ability to perceive the real tendencies of things. David smiled at Nat's view of the matter, and asked, " What book have you there ? " " The life of Dr. Franklin. You know they have a library for the operatives in the factory, and I mean to make the most of it." " But you won't get much time to read, if you work in the factory ail day, from Monday morning till Saturday night." " I can get two or three hours in a day, if I sit up till ten o'clock, and that is early enough for any- body to go to bed. I shall read this volume through by Saturday night." "Well, you'll make the most of it if anybody can," said David, laughing, and hurrying on home- wards. Nat commenced reading Dr. Franklin's life that evening. It was his first step in a somewhat syste- matic course of reading, for which he was indebted 112 THE BOBBIN BOY. to the manufacturing company. But for his fac tory life he might not have been introduced to those authors that gratified his desire for knowl- edge, and nurtured in his soul that energy and perseverance which he was already known to pos- sess. His parents did not converse much with him about his new business, as they thought it might not be wise ; but they interested themselves in his reading. His mother found he was deeply absorbed in Franklin's life, though he said but little of the book, except in reply to her inquiries. But he seemed hardly willing to lay it aside at bed-time, and eagerly took it up to read during the few spare moments he had when he came to his meals. The book was read through before the next Sabbath. CHAPTER XI, THE LOFTY STUDY. SOME TIME after Nat donned the bobbin boy's suit, he proposed to Charlie to come over and spend his evenings with him for mutual improve- ment. " I have a nice place to read and study all by myself," said he, " and I want to talk over some subjects we read about with you. Besides, what do you say to studying mathematics together a portion of the time ? I think we can get along about as well in this branch as we could to have a teacher. " " I should like it first rate," answered Charlie. " Mathematics is your hobby, and I think I can make good improvement under your tuition." " I don't propose to teach, sir," added Nat, " but to learn. I will get what I can out of you, and you may get what you can out of me. That is fair, I am sure. You will get what you can out of me just as cheap as I get what I can out of you. It will not be a very expensive school as you see." 8 (H3) 114 THE BOBBIN BOY. " Agreed," said Charlie. " I will be at your house this evening by the time you are ready for me." Charlie was true to his engagement, and by the time Nat was ready to ascend to his study, a rap announced his arrival. With lamp in hand, Nat led the way up two flights of stairs, and introduced Charlie into the attic, saying, " This is my study. I have permission to use this for a sanctum as long as I please." " It is a lofty one, surely," responded Charlie. " You can't get up much higher in the w x orld if you try." " When we get into astronomy, all we shall have to do will be to bore a hole through the roof to make our observations. Could any thing be more convenient ? " The reader need not smile at Nat's study. It was better than the first one that the renowned Dr. John Kitto had. Like Nat's, Kitto's first study was in his father's attic, which was only seven feet long and four feet wide. Here a two-legged table, made by his grandfather forty years before, an old chest in which he kept his clothes and stationery, and a chair that was a very good match for the table, together with what would be called a bed by a per- son who had nothing better, constituted the furni- ture. Also, the time-honored St. Pierre was worse off even when he wrote his celebrated " Studies of THE LOFTY STUDY. 115 Nature." His study was a garret, less capacious than that which Nat occupied, and there he spent four years of his life in the most laborious study. Night after night Nat and Charlie met in the aforesaid attic, to read, study mathematics, and dis- cuss the subjects of the volumes which they read. They made very commendable progress in mathe- matics, and probably kept in advance of their com- panions who were in school. Among the characters who were discussed by them, none received more attention than Dr. Franklin and Patrick Henry. " Which of these characters do you like best ? " inquired Charlie one evening. " I suppose that Dr. Franklin would be considered the best model ; but such eloquence as that of Patrick Henry must have been grand. Dr. Frank- lin was not much of a speaker, though what he said was sound and good." " And Patrick Henry was a lazy fellow when he was young," added Charlie. " You remember that his father set him up in business two or three times, and he failed because he was too shiftless to attend to it." " Yery true ; and he suffered all through life on account of not having formed habits of industry, economy and application. It shows what a splendid man he might have made, if he had reduced Frank- lin's rules to practice." " Let us read over those rules of Franklin again," said Charlie. " You copied them, I believe." 116 THE BOBBIN BOY. Nat took up a paper, on which the rules were penned in a handsome hand, and proceeded to read the following : 1. "Temperance. — Eat not to dulness; drink not to elevation. 2. Silence. — Speak not but what may benefit Dthers or yourself; avoid trifling conversation. 3. Order. — Let all your things have their places ; let each part of your business have its time. 4. Resolution. — Resolve to perform what you ought ; perform without fail what you resolve. 5. Frugality. —Make no expense but to do good to others or yourself; that is, waste nothing. 6. Industry. — Lose no time; be always em- ployed in something useful ; cut off all unnecessary actions. 7. Sincerity. — Use no hurtful deceit; think in- nocently and justly ; and, if you speak, speak ac- cordingly. 8. Justice. — Wrong none by doing injuries, or omitting the benefits that are your duty. 9. Moderation. — Avoid extremes ; forbear re- senting injuries as much as you think they deserve. 10. Cleanliness. — Tolerate no uncleanliness in body, clothes, or habitation. 11. Tranquillity. — Be not disturbed at trifles, or at accidents common or unavoidable. 12. Humility. — Imitate Jesus and Socrates.' 7 " There is scarcely one of those rules that Patrick THE LOFTY STUDY. 117 Henry observed in his youth," said Charlie. " After he got to be a man grown, and his friends were all out of patience with him, and he was absolutely compelled to do something or starve, then he began to apply himself." " Yes ; and what a commotion he made ! " re- sponded Nat. " That first plea of his against the clergy of Virginia on the tobacco Act, when he won the case against fearful odds, and the spectators were so excited by his oratory that they carried him out of the court room on their shoulders, is the best thing that I ever read of any orator. It was not his learning nor his argument, but his eloquence that gave this power over his hearers." " And it was just the reverse with Dr. Franklin," said Charlie. " It was his wisdom, solid common sense, and worth of character, that enabled him to carry his points ^ and that I think is far more valu- able." " I learned one thing," said Nat, " from the life of Patrick Henry, which I never knew before, that he owed his final success more to his close observa- tion of men and things than to the study of books. He learned something from every thing he saw and heard. Eye-gate and ear-gate were always open. He observed his companions closely when he was young, and told stories to witness the different feel- ings they would awaken in the hearts of different associates. In fact, he did not learn near so much 118 THE BOBBIN BOY. from books as he did from men. And afterwards, when he had law students to instruct, one of his les- sons was, ' study men and not books.' " " Well, Nat, you are something like him," said Charlie, smiling. " You are always seeing some thing to learn, where I should never think of look- ing." " Precious little like him," responded Nat, " but 1 intend to profit in future by what I learned from Patrick Henry's life." " I mean just as I say, Nat, truly, you are like him now, a little. Last summer you was deter- mined to know why the water was warmer in windy weather than it was in a calm ; and I believe you found out before we went in a swimming the next time. And as for studying men, you are always up to that. I don't believe there is an operative in the factory whose qualities you have not settled in your own mind. You learned more of that fellow they turned away, by looking at him, than others found out by talking with him." It was true that Nat was thus accustomed to ob- serve and inquire into the whys and wherefores of things. For this reason he was never satisfied with a lesson until he understood it, unless we except the study of grammar. He formed his opinions of all his associates, and knew one to be selfish, another to be ill-tempered, another generous, and so on. He was probably attracted by Patrick Henry's study of THE LOFTY STUDY. 119 men, on account of this disposition in himself, al- though he was not altogether conscious of it. But this quality enabled him to learn much that other- wise he would not have known. For when he was not reading a book, men, women, and children were around him, and many events were transpir- ing, all of which he could study. Thus he found teachers everywhere, and books everywhere, not indeed such books as are used in schools or fill the shelves of libraries, but such as are furnished in the shape of incidents, and such as are bound up in flesh and bones. He could read the latter while he was carrying bobbins in the factory, and walk- ing the streets, or going to meeting. In this way he would be learning, learning, learning, when other boys were making no progress at all. Shakspeare, the world's great dramatist, must have been indebted to this faculty of observation, far more than to books and human teachers, for his inimitable power of delineating human nature. Ho was the son of a poor man, who could not read nor write, according to reports, and he went to London to live, where he held horses for gentlemen who visited the theatre, receiving small remuneration for his labor. From holding horses outside, he came to be a waiter upon the actors within, where he must have been a very close observer of what was said and done ; for his brilliant career began from that hour, and he went on from step to step until 120 THE BOBBIN BOY. he produced the most masterly dramatic works, such as the world will not let die. There is no doubt that he was a born poet, but it was his faculty to read men and things that at last waked the dormant powers of the poet into life. He saw, investigated, understood, mastered, and finally applied every particle of information acquired to the work that won him immortal fame. " Nat, you are the best penman in the mill," said Dr. Holt to him one day, as his attention was called to a specimen of his handwriting. " Where did you learn to write so well ? " " At school, sir," was his laconic reply. " But how is it that you learn to write so much better at school than the other boys ? " " I don't know, sir ! " and he never said a more truthful thing than he did in this reply. For really he did not know how it was. He did not try very hard to be a good penman. He did many other things well, which did not cost him very much effort. It was easy for him to get the " knack " of holding his pen and cutting letters. He would do it with an ease and grace that we can only de- scribe by saying it was Nat-like. It is another instance, also, of the advantage of that principle or habit, which he early cultivated,' of doing things well. As one of his companions said, " He can turn his hand to any thing." One evening in October, when the harvest moon THE LOFTY STUDY. 121 was emphatically " the empress of the night, and lads and lasses thought it was just the season for mirth and frolic, the boys received an invitation to a party on the following evening. " Shall you go ? " inquired Charlie, when they were in the attic study. " I should like to go, but I hardly think I shall. I want to finish this book, and I can read half of it in the time I should spend at the party." " As little time as we get to study," added Char- lie, " is worth all we can make of it ; and Dr. Franklin says in those rules, ' lose no time.' I shall not go." " I don't think that all time spent in such a social way can be called ' lost,' for it is good for a person to go to such places sometimes. But I think I shall decide with you not to go. I suppose that some of the fellows will turn up their noses, and call us ' literary gentlemen,' as Oliver did the other day." " Yes ; and Sam said to me yesterday as I met him when I was going home to dinner, ' fore I'd work in the factory, Charlie, and never know any thing. You look as if you come out of a cotton- bale. I'll bet if your father should plant you, you 'd come up cotton,' and a whole mess of lingo besides." " And what did you say to him ? " asked Nat. " Not much of any thing. I just said, < if 1 122 THE BOBBIN BOY. don't look quite as well as you do, I think I know how to behave as well,' and passed on." That Nat met with a good many discouraging circumstances, must not be denied. It was trying to him occasionally to see other boys situated much more favorably, having enough and to spare ; and now and then a fling, such as the foregoing, har- rowed up his feelings somewhat. He was obliged to forego the pleasure of many social gatherings, also, in order to get time to study. Sometimes he went, and usually enjoyed himself well, but often, as in the case just cited, he denied himself an even- ing's pleasure for the sake of reading. About this time, when he felt tried by his circum- stances, he said to his mother, " I don't know much, and I never shall." " You have n't had an opportunity to know much yet," answered his mother. " If you continue to improve your time as you have done, I think you will be on a par with most of the boys." " But poor boys have not so good a chance to stand well, even if they have the same advantages, as the sons of the rich." " I am not so sure of that," replied his mother. " I know that money is thought too much of in these days, and that it sometimes gives a person high position when he does not deserve it. But, as a general thing, I think that character will be re- spected ; and the poorest boy can have a good char- THE LOFTY STUDY. 123 actor. Was not that true of all the good men you have been reading about ? " Nat was obliged to confess that it was, and the conversation with his mother encouraged him, so that he went to his reading that evening, with as much pluck as ever. The more he learned, the more he wanted to know ; and the faster he ad- vanced, the higher he resolved to ascend. CHAPTER XII. THE DEDICATION. SOON AFTER Nat entered the factory, a hall was erected in the village, and dedicated to lit- erary purposes. Nat was all the more interested in the event because it was built under the auspices of the manufacturing company for whom he worked, and their library was to be somehow connected with the institute that would meet there. " No reading to-morrow night," said he to Char- lie, as they closed their studies on the evening be- fore the dedication. " We must go to the dedica- tion of the hall without fail. I want to know what is to be done there." " They say the library is going up there," an- swered Charlie. " Have you heard so ? " " Yes ; but we shall have just the same privileges that we do now, and I expect the library will be in- creased more rapidly, because they are going to make provisions for others to take out books by paying, and the money goes to enlarge the library." (124 ) THE DEDICATION. VSO " But the more persons there are to take out books, the more difficult it will be to get such books as we want," said Charlie. " Do you not see it ? " " Yes ; but then ' beggars must not be choosers,' I suppose," Nat answered, with a quizzical look. " Your chance will be poorer than mine in that re- spect, for you read more books than I do, and of course you will want more." Nat was in season at the dedication, and secured a seat near the platform, where he could see and hear the speaker to the best advantage. He was not there, as doubtless some boys were, just to see what was going on ; but he was there to hear. An address was to be delivered by a gentleman whose reputation would naturally create the expectation of an intellectual treat, and that address was what Nat wanted to hear. It was singular that the lec- ture should be upon the life and character of a self- made man, of the stamp of Dr. Franklin and others, whose biographies our young hearer had read with the deepest interest. But so it was. The subject of the address was Count Rumford ; and you might know that Nat swallowed every word, from the leading points of it, which were in substance as fol- lows : — The real name of Count Rumford was Benjamin Thompson. He was born in Woburn, Mass., in the year 1752. His father was a farmer in humble circumstances, and he died when Benjamin was an 126 THE BOBBIN BOY. infant. His mother was only able, when he attained a suitable age, to send him to the common school. He was a bright boy, though he was not so much inclined to study books. He preferred mechanical tools, with which he exhibited considerable inge- nuity in constructing various articles, particularly rough drafts of machinery. Among other things, he sought to produce a model of perpetual motion. He was sure he could do it, and he set to work with a resolution worthy of a nobler enterprise. When one attempt failed, he tried again, and yet again, until his friends and neighbors called him a " sim- pleton," and openly rebuked him for his folly. His mother began to think he never would learn any craft by which he could gain a livelihood, and she was really discouraged. He was not vicious nor indolent. He had energy and perseverance, intel- ligence and tact ; and still he was not inclined to choose any of " the thrifty occupations of human industry." At thirteen years of age he was appren- ticed to Mr. Appleton, a merchant of Salem, where he distinguished himself only by neatly cutting his name, " Benjamin Thompson," on the frame of a shop slate. He cared less for his new business than he did for the tools of the workshop and musical instruments, for which he had a decided taste. He soon returned to Woburn. When he was about seventeen years of age ? ho began to think more seriously of studying, though THE DEDICATION. 127 most youth in poverty would have said, it is useless to try. But he had great self-reliance, and now he began to think that he could do what had been done by others. It would cost him nothing to attend the lectures on Natural Philosophy at Cambridge col- lege, so he resolved to walk over there, a distance of nine miles, a step which laid the foundation of his future fame. In all weathers he persevered in attending the lectures, and was always punctual to a minute. Soon after, he commenced teaching school in Bradford, Mass., and subsequently in Concord, N. H. In the latter place he became acquainted with the rich widow of Col. Rolfe, and, though only nine- teen years of age, married her. But this calamity he survived, and acted a conspicuous part in the American Revolution. Soon after the battle of Bunker Hill, having lost his wife, lie embarked for England, bearing despatches to the English govern- ment. There he soon became distinguished as a learned man and philosopher, and was elected a member of the Royal Society. He was knighted in 1784. The King of Bavaria became acquainted with him, and, attracted by his marked abilities, appoint- ed him to a high office of trust and responsibility in his court. There he reformed the army and established a system of common schools. He was strictly economical, and saved thousands of dollars 128 THE BOBBIN BOY. to the Bavarian government, by " appropriating the paper used to teach writing in the military schools, to the manufacturing of cartridges by the soldiery." He was a man of great kindness and benevo- lence, by which he was prompted to establish a reformatory institution for the mendicants of Bava- ria, and so great was its success that it became renowned all over Europe. The sovereign con- ferred one honor after another upon him, and finally " created him a count by the name of Bum- ford, in honor of Concord, New Hampshire, whose original name was Bumford." His writings upon philosophical subjects were valued highly, and widely circulated. He was a leader in founding the Boyal Society of Great Britain. He gave five thousand dollars to the Academy of Arts and Sciences of Massachusetts to establish a premium to encourage improvements and discoveries, and a like sum to the Boyal Society of Great Britain. He died in 1814, at the age of sixty-two, and by his will " bequeathed $1,000 an- nually and the reversion of his estate, to found the Bumford Professorship of Cambridge College, Mass.," to which University he felt much indebted for his early instruction in Natural Philosophy. His life illustrates not only what a poor boy may become, but also what simple things a great man can do to promote the welfare of his fellow men. The military classes of Bavaria, and indeed all the THE DEDICATION. 129 poor of Europe, suffered for the want of food, and Count Rumford brought to their notice two articles of food to which they were strangers, healthful, nu- tritious, and cheap. The first was the use of the potato, which was raised only to a limited extent ; but, through his exertions it came to be generally cultivated, much to the improvement of the condi- tion of the poor. He received the gratitude of thousands for his efforts. The other blessing was the use of Indian corn in making hasty '-pudding ; which is a live Yankee invention. His instructions on this point shall be given in his own words, as they appeared in his essay written for European readers. " In regard to the most advantageous mode of using Indian corn as food, I would strongly recom- mend a dish made of it, that is in the highest esti- mation throughout America, and which is really very good and nourishing. This is called hasty- pudding, and is made in the following manner : A quantity of water, proportioned to the quantity of pudding to be made, is put over the fire, in an open iron pot or kettle, and a proper quantity of salt, for seasoning; the salt being previously dissolved in the water, Indian meal is stirred into it, little by little, with a wooden spoon with a long handle, while the water goes on to be heated and made to boil, great care being taken to put in the meal in very small quantities, and by sifting it slowly 9 130 THE BOBBIN BOY. through the fingers of the left hand, and stirring the water about briskly at the same time with the spoon in the right hand, to mix the meal with the water in such a manner as to prevent lumps being formed. The meal should be added so slowly that when the water is brought to boil, the mass should not be thicker than water-gruel, and half an hour more, at least, should be employed to add the additional quantity of meal necessary for bringing the pudding to be of the proper consistency, during which time it should be stirred about continually, and kept constantly boiling. The method of determining when the pudding has acquired a proper consisten- cy, is this : the wooden spoon used for stirring it being placed upright in the kettle, if it falls down, more meal must be added ; but if the pudding is sufficiently thick and adhesive to support the spoon in a vertical position, it is declared to be proof y and no more meal is added." Then he goes on to teach them how to eat it. " The manner in which hasty-pudding is eaten, with butter and sugar or molasses, in America, is as fol- lows : the hasty-pudding being spread out equally on a plate, while hot, an excavation is made in the middle with a spoon, into which excavation a piece of butter as large as a nutmeg is put, and upon it a spoonful of brown sugar, or, more commonly, molasses. The butter being soon melted by the heat of the pudding, mixes with the sugar or mo- THE DEDICATION. 1C1 lasses, and forms a sauce, which being confined in the excavation made for it, occupies the middle of the plate. The pudding is then eaten with a spoon ; each spoonful of it being dipped into the sauce be- fore it is conveyed to the mouth ; care being taken in eating it to begin on the outside, or near the brim of the plate, and to approach the centre by regular advances, in order not to demolish too soon the excavation which forms the reservoir for the sauce. " A great man must be very benevolent and hum- ble to condescend to instruct the poor classes in raising potatoes and making hasty-pudding. The fact magnifies the worth of the man. " Well, Nat, how did you like the address ? " in- quired his mother, after they reached home. " Yery much indeed," answered Nat. " I had no idea that the address was to be about Count Rumford. He makes me think of Dr. Franklin." " You see that it is not necessary for a boy to have a rich father to buy him an education," con- tinued his mother. " Where there is a will there is a way." " I could n't help laughing," said Nat, " to think of that great man teaching the people how to make hasty-pudding. I declare, I mean to draw a pic- ture of him stirring a kettle of pudding." His mother was quite amused at this remark, and responded, 132 THE BOBBIN BOY. " I think the lecturer was right, when he said that such a condescending act by one so high in honor as Count Rumford, was a proof of his great- ness. You remember that he said, ' a truly great man will do any thing necessary to promote the interests of his fellow-men.' " Much more was said about the address, which we have not time to rehearse, and on the following morning, as Nat met Charlie at the factory, the latter remarked, " What a fine lecture that was last night ! " " Yes," Nat replied ; " it was just what I wanted to hear. My case is not quite hopeless after all. I think I could make a good professor of hasty- pudding." Charlie laughed outright, and added, " I think I could learn to navigate that ocean of butter and molasses that he got up on the plate. A man ought to understand geometry and navigation to make and eat hasty-pudding according to his rule." " I suppose," said Nat, after he had shaken his sides sufficiently over Charlie's last remark, " that he was applying Dr. Franklin's rule on ' Frugal- ity ' — ' make no expense but to do good to others or yourself.' That is it, I believe." The mill started, and the conversation broke like a pipe-stem ; but the lecture upon Count Rumford made a life-long impression upon Nat. It was exactly to his taste, and greatly encouraged him THE DEDICATION. 133 in his early efforts to acquire knowledge. It was much in his thoughts, and perhaps it had some- what to do with his plans, some years after, when he himself walked to Cambridge to consult books in the library of the College, and to Boston to visit the Athenaeum for the same object. CHAPTER XIII. A SCHOOL SCENE. " rpHEY HAD quite a time at school yesterday," J- said Nat to Charlie, one morning during the winter following their entrance into the factory. " What was it ? I have heard nothing." " The teacher had a real tussle with Sam Drake, and for a little while it was doubtful who would be master. They both fell flat on the floor, tipped over the chair, and frightened the girls badly." . " What did the teacher attempt to punish him for ? " " He wrote a letter to one of the boys about the teacher, and said some hard things, and the teacher got hold of the letter and read it. Then he called him up and made him spell before the school some of the words he had spelled wrong in the letter, at which they all laughed till Sam refused to spell any more. Then he doubled up his fist at the teacher, and defied him to whip him." C 134 ) A SCHOOL SCENE. 135 " He ought to have been flogged, " said Charlie ; " I hope he got his deserts." " If reports are true, he did. Though it was a hard battle, the teacher made him beg at last, and they say the committee will turn him out of school to-day." As the facts in the case were not quite as reports would have them, we shall give a correct history of the affair. Nat had heard an exaggerated re- port, and communicated it just as he received it. But the teacher did not have a hard time at all in conquering the rebellious boy, and neither of them fell on the floor. Neither did Sam shake his fist at him, and defy him to strike. The case was this : The teacher observed a little commotion among the scholars, and inferred thaj; some sort of game was being secretly played. On this account he tried to be Argus-eyed, and soon discovered a pa- per, as he thought, passed along from one scholar to another, that created considerable sensation. When it reached John Clyde, the teacher inquired: " John ! what have you there ? " After some hesitation, John answered " a paper," at the same time making an effort to conceal it. " Be careful, sir," said the teacher; "/will take that document," and so saying, he stepped quickly to John's seat, and took the paper from his hand. It proved to be a letter from Samuel Drake to Alpheus Coombs, and read as follows : 136 THE BOBBIN BOY. alfeus kooms, — if you will trade nives with me as we talked yisterday it will be a bargin for you, mine is jist as i telled you , or the world is flat as a pancake. Rite back and mind nothin about old speticles i don't care a red cent for his regilations about riting letters in school i shall do it when i please, and if he don't like it, he may lump it, he is a reglar old betty anyhow, and i kinder thinks his mother don't know he is out if he should happen along your way with his cugel, you may give him my complerments and tell him that I live out here in the corner and hopes he '11 keep a respecterble distance, now rite back at once and show old spet- icles that the mail will go in this school-house anyhow. Your old Frend Samuel Drake. We have given the letter just as it was written, with its lack of punctuation, bad spelling and all. Samuel was accustomed to call the teacher " old speticles," because lie wore glasses. The letter is a key to the character and attainments of a class of bad boys in every community, when they are about fifteen years of age. The teacher took the letter to his desk, and care- fully read it over, and then called out to its author, in a loud voice, " Samuel ! come into the floor." Samuel knew that his letter was discovered then, and he hesitated. A SCHOOL SCENE. 137 " Samuel ! come into the floor I say," exclaimed the teacher again, in a tone that was truly em- phatic. Samuel started, and took his place in the floor. " Now turn round," said the teacher, " and face the school." Samuel did as he was commanded, not knowing what was coming. " Now spell Alpheus," said the teacher. Some of the scholars who had read the letter began to laugh, as they now saw the design of the teacher. Samuel had his eyes open by this time, and saw what was coming. He hesitated and hung down his head. " Be quick, sir. You shall have a chance now to exhibit your spelling acquisitions." Samuel dared not refuse longer, so he began, " A-1-al-f-e-fe-u-s-us." " Pronounce it, sir." " Alfeus." The scholars laughed heartily, and the teacher joined them, and for three minutes the school-room fairly rung with shouts. " Now spell Coombs," said the teacher. " K-double o-m-s, kooms." Again there was a roar of laughter in the room, which the teacher did not wish to suppress. " Spell knife now ; you are so brilliant that the scholars would like to hear more." 138 THE BOBBIN BOY. " N-i-f-e." The scholars laughed again in good earnest, and the teacher added, " That is not the way to spell a very sharp knife." " Spell bargain." " B-a-r-bar-g-i-n-gin, bargin." " Such a kind of a bargain, I suppose, as a poor scholar makes, when he wastes time enough in one winter to make him a good speller," continued the teacher. When the laughter had ceased, he put out another word. " Spell spectacles." " S-p-e-t-spet-i-speti-c-1-e-s-cles, speticles." Some of the scholars really shouted at this new style of orthography. " I suppose that is the kind of glasses that c old speticles ' wears," said the teacher. " You do not appear to entertain a very good opinion of him. You may spell respectable." " I shan't spell any more," answered Samuel in an insolent manner. " Shan't spell any more ! I command you to spell respectable." " I shan't spell it," replied Samuel more defi- antly. In another instant the teacher seized him by the collar, and with one desperate effort sent him half across the school-room. He hit the chair in his progress and knocked it over, and the teacher hit A SCHOOL SCENE. 189 liis own foot against the corner of the platform on which the desk was raised, and stumbled, though he did not fall. From this, the report went abroad that there was a sort of melee in school, and the teacher was flung upon the floor in the scuffle. By the time Samuel found himself on his back, the teacher stood over him with what the young rebel called a cugel (cudgel) in his letter, saying, " Get upon your feet and spell respectable loud enough for every scholar to hear." The boy saw it was no use to contend with such strength and determination, and he instantly obeyed, under great mortification. " R-e-re-s-p-e-c-spec-respec-t-e-r-ter-respecter-b-1-e- ble, respecterble." The matter had assumed so serious an aspect by this time that the scholars were quite sober, other- wise they would have laughed at this original way of spelling respectable. " Hold out your hand now," said the teacher, and at once the hand was held out, and was se- verely ferruled. " Now you can take your seat, and await the de- cision of the committee. I shall hand them your letter to-night, and they will decide whether to ex- pel you from school or not." Samuel went to his seat pretty thoroughly hum- bled, and the teacher embraced the opportunity to give the scholars some good advice. He was a good 140 THE BOBBIN BOY. teacher, amiable, affectionate, and laborious, but firm and resolute. He was too strict to please such indolent boys as Samuel, who often tried him by his idleness and stupidity. His object in making him spell as he did was to mortify him by an ex- posure of his ignorance. His father had given him good opportunities to learn, but he had not im- proved them, so that he could spell scarcely better than scholars eight years old. Had he been a back- ward boy, who could make little progress, even with hard study, the teacher would not have sub- jected him to such mortification ; but he was indo- lent, and his ignorance was solely the fruit of idle- ness. On the whole, it was about as good a lesson as he ever had, and was likely to be remembered a good while. The district generally sustained the teacher in his prompt efforts to subdue the vicious boy. The committee considered the case on that even- ing, and decided that Samuel should be expelled from school. They were influenced to decide thus, in part, by his many instances of previous miscon- duct. He was habitually a troublesome scholar, and they concluded that the time had come to make an example of him. Their decision was communi- cated to him by the teacher on the following day, and he was accordingly expelled. When he went out, with his books under his arm, he turned round and made a very low bow, which, though he in- A SCHOOL SCENE. 141 tended it as an indignity, really savored more of good manners than he was wont to show. In the sequel, the reader will understand why this incident is narrated here, and, by the contrast with Nat's habits and course of life, will learn that the " boy is father of the man," that " idleness is the mother of vice," and that " industry is fortune's right hand, frugality her leiV ' CHAPTER XIV. TAKING SIDES. " T HAVE been reading the Federalist/ ' said -*- Charlie one evening, as he entered Nat's study, " and I am a pretty good Federalist." He looked very pleasant as he spoke, and Nat replied in a similar tone and spirit, without the least hesi- tation, " I have been reading the life and writings of Jefferson, and I am a thorough Democrat." " A Democrat ! " exclaimed Charlie, with a hearty laugh at the same time. "Do you know what a Democrat is ? " " Perhaps I don 't ; but if anybody is not satis- fied with such principles as Jefferson advocated, he is not easily suited." " But Jefferson was not a Democrat. The Fed- eralist calls him a Republican." "I know that," replied Nat. "The Jefferson party were called Republicans in their day ; but ( 142 ) TAKING SIDES. 143 they are called Democrats now. I don't like the name so well, but still the name is nothing in reality, — the principles are what we should look at." " You don't like company very well, I should judge," said Charlie ; " I should want to belong to a party that could say weP " What do you mean by that V " inquired Nat. " Father said there was n't but four democratic votes cast in town at the last election ; that is what I mean. I should think you would be lonesome in such a party." " If I hid been old enough," continued Nat, " there would have been five votes cast. I don't care whether the party is great or small, if it is only right." " I glory in your independence," replied Charlie, " but I am sorry you have so poor a cause to advo- cate." " I guess you don't know what the cause is, af- ter all. Have you read the life of Jefferson ? " " About as much as you have read the Federal- ist," replied Charlie. " We are probably about even on that score." This interview occurred some time after Nat and Charlie entered the factory, perhaps a year and a half or two years. Charlie really thought he was in advance of his fellow-student on this subject. He did not know that Nat had been reading at all 144 THE BOBBIN BOY. upon political topics. Being himself the greatest reader of the two, he knew that he read upon some subjects to which Nat had given no attention. He was very much surprised to hear him announce himself a Democrat, and particularly for the reason named. It was about thirty years ago, when the followers of Jefferson were first called Democrats. Many of them were unwilling to be called thus, and for this reason they were slow to adopt the title. It was a fact that only four persons cast votes in Nat's native town, at the aforesaid election, as avowed Democrats. But the incident shows that the hero of our tale was an independent thinker, voluntarily investigating some subjects really be- yond his years, with sufficient discrimination to weigh important principles. In other words, he was a student, though a bobbin boy, loving knowl- edge more than play, and determined to make the most of his very limited opportunities. It is an ad- ditional proof of what we have said before, that he studied just as he skated or swam under water, — with all his soul, — the only way to be eminently successful in the smallest or greatest work. " Let us see," said Nat, taking up the life of Jef- ferson, " perhaps you will be a Democrat too, when you know what Jefferson taught. He wrote the Declaration of Independence." " He did ! " exclaimed Charlie, with some sur- prise. " That is good writing certainly. It was read at the last Fourth of July celebration." TAKING SIDES. 145 " And we will read some of it again," said Nat, opening the volume, " and then you may bring your objections." " < We hold these truths to be self-evident, — that all men are created equal ; that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights ; that among these are life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. That to secure these rights, govern- ments are instituted among men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed ; that whenever any form of government becomes destruc- tive of these ends, it is the right of the people to alter or abolish it, and to institute a new govern- ment, laying its foundation on such principles, and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their safety and happi- ness.' " "Have you any objections to that?" inquired Nat, after it was read. " No," answered Charlie, " and I have never heard of any one who has. It is pretty good doc- trine for such poor fellows as we are certainly." "You are a Democrat so far, then," said Nat; " you want to have as good a chance as anybody, and so do I. I am for equal rights, and Jefferson would have the poor man have the same rights as a governor or president." " So would the Federalists," replied Charlie. "John Adams wanted this as much as. Jefferson." 10 1-16 THE BOBBIN BOY. " You mean that lie said he did," answered Nat. " Jefferson thought that Mr. Adams's principles would lead to a limited monarchy, instead of a re- public, where each man would enjoy his rights." " I should like to know how that could be? " in- quired Charlie. " What I have read in the Feder- alist shows that he was as much in favor of the Dec- laration of Independence as any one." " But he wanted the -president and his cabinet to have very great power, somewhat like monarchs, and Jefferson wanted the people to have the power. That was the reason that Jefferson's party called themselves Republicans." " Yes ; but do the Democrats now carry out the Declaration of Independence ? Don't they uphold slavery at the present day ? " " Jefferson did not uphold it in the least, and a good many of his friends did not. If his life and writings tell the truth, some of the Federalists did uphold it, and some of them had slaves. So you can't make much out of that." " All I want to make out of it," replied Charlie, "is just this — that the Democrats now do sustain slavery, and how is this believing the Declara- tion of Independence, that ' all men are created equal ? ' " " I don't care for the Democrats now," responded Nat. " I know what Jefferson believed, and I want to believe as he did. I am such a Democrat as he was, and if he was a Republican, then 1 am." TAKING SIDES. 147 " I suppose, then," added Charlie, with a sly look, " that you would like the Declaration of Independ- ence a little better if it read, ' all men are created equal,' except niggers ? " " No, no ; Jefferson believed it just as it was, and so do I. Whether men are white or black, rich or poor, high or low, they are equal ; and that is what I like. He never defended slavery, I would have you know." " I thought he did," added Charlie. " I can show you that he did not," said Nat, taking up a volume from the table. " Now hear this ; " and he proceeded to read the following', in which Jefferson is speaking of holding slaves : " ' What an incomprehensible machine is man ! who can endure toil, famine, stripes, imprisonment, and death itself, in vindication of his own liberty, and the next moment be deaf to all those motives whose power supported him through the trial, and inflict on his fellow men a bondage, one hour of which is fraught with more misery than ages of that which he rose in rebellion to oppose. But we must wait with patience the workings of an overruling Providence, and hope that that is preparing the de- liverance of these our suffering brethren. When the measure of their tears shall be full — when their tears shall have involved heaven itself in darkness — doubtless a God of justice will awaken to their distress, and by diffusing a light and liberality 148 THE B0BE1N BOY. among their oppressors, or, at length by his exter- minating thunder, manifest his attention to things of this world, and that they are not left to the guidance of blind fatality.' " " That is strong against slavery, I declare," said Charlie. " I had always supposed that Jefferson was a defender of slavery." " How plainly he says that there is more misery in ' one hour ' of slavery, than there is in ' ages ' of that which our fathers opposed in the Revolution," added Nat. " And then he calls the slaves ' our suffering brethren? and not i niggers? " said Charlie, with a genuine look of fan in his eye. " I want to read you another passage still, you are beginning to be so good a Democrat," said Nat. " Don't call me a Democrat," answered Charlie, " for I don't believe the Democrats generally carry out the principles of Jefferson." " Republican, then," answered Nat quickly, "just what Jefferson called himself. You won't object to that, will you ? " " Read on," said Charlie, without answering the last inquiry. Nat read as follows : " ' With what execration should the statesman be loaded, who, permitting one half the citizens thus to trample on the rights of the other, transforms TAKING SIDES. 149 those into despots, and these into enemies, destroys the morals of the one part, and the amor patrice of the other. For if a slave can have a country in this world, it must be any other in preference to that in which he is born to live and labor for another, in which he must lock up i>e faculties of his nature, contribute as far as depends dii his indi- vidual endeavors to the banishment of the human race, or entail his own miserable condition on the endless generations proceeding from him. With the morals of a people their industry also is de- stroyed. For in a warm climate no man will labor for himself who can make another labor for him. This is so true, that of the proprietors of slaves, a very small proportion indeed are ever seen to labor. And can the liberties of a nation be thought secure when we have removed their only firm basis, a con- viction in the minds of the people that these liber- ties are the gift of God ? That they are not to be violated but with his wrath ? Indeed, I tremble for my country when I remember that God is just ; that his justice cannot sleep forever; that considering numbers, nature, and natural means only, a revolu- tion of the wheel of fortune, an exchange of situa- tion is among possible events ; that it may become probable by supernatural interference. The Al- mighty has no attribute that can take side with us in such a contest. But it is impossible to be tem- perate and pursue this subject.' " 150 THE BOBBIN BOY. , " That is stronger yet ! " exclaimed Charlie. " 1 tell you, Nat, there are no such Democrats now." " Yes, there are ; you see one sitting in this chair," replied Nat, " and I believe there are many such. A person must believe so if he believes the Declaration of Independence. Come, Charlie, you are as good a Democrat as I am, only you won't own it." " I certainly think well of Jefferson's principles, so far as you have read them to me, but I am not quite ready to call myself a Democrat." We can readily see that Nat's sympathies would lead him at once to embrace the views of Jefferson on reading his life and writings. We have seen enough of him in earlier scenes to know in what direction they would run. His pity for the poor and needy, the unfortunate and injured, even ex- tending to abused dumb animals ; his views and feelings respecting the different orders of society ; and his naturally kind and generous heart, would prepare the way for his thus early taking sides in politics. The traits of character discoverable in the court scene, when he plead the case of the accused boys ; his grief with Frank when he wept over dead Trip ; his condemnation of Sam Drake in defence of Spot, and one or two other incidents, are also traceable in his interest in the character and prin- ciples of Jefferson. There seemed to him more equality in those doctrines, more regard for the TAKING SIDES. 151 rights of tli3 people, more justice and humanity, than in any thing he had read. Indeed, he had read nothing strictly political before, except what came under his eye in the papers, and he was fully prepared to welcome such views. Jefferson's life and writings certainly made a lasting impression upon Nat's mind. It was one of the works that contributed to his success. Like the lives of Patrick Henry and of Dr. Franklin, and the address upon the character of Count Rumford, it contained much that appealed directly to his early aspirations. It is said that when Guido stood gazing upon the inimitable works of Michael Angelo, he was first roused to behold the field of effort for which he was evidently made, and he exclaimed, " I, too, am a painter." So, it would seem, that direction was given to the natural powers of Nat, and his thirst for knowledge de- veloped into invincible resolution and high purpose by this and kindred volumes. It is often the case, that the reading of a single volume determines the character for life, and starts off the young aspirant upon a career of undying fame. Thus Franklin tells us that when he was a boy, a volume fell into his hands, to which he was greatly indebted for his position in manhood. It was " Cotton Mather's Essays to do Good," an old copy that was much worn and torn. Some of the leaves were gone, " but the remainder," he said, " gave me such a 152 THE BOBBIN BOY. turn of thinking as to have an influence on my conduct through life ; for I have always set a greater value on the character of a door of good than any other kind of reputation ; and if I have been a useful citizen, the public owes all the ad- vantage of it to the little book." Jeremy Ben- tham said that the current of his thoughts and studies was decided for life by a single sentence that he read near the close of a pamphlet in which he was interested. The sentence was, " The great- est good of the greatest number." There was a great charm in it to one of his " turn of mind," and it decided his life-purpose. The passion of Alfieri for knowledge was begotten by the reading of " Plutarch's Lives." Loyola, the founder of the sect of Jesuits, was wounded in the battle of Pampeluna, and while he was laid up with the wound, he read the " Lives of the Saints," which impressed him so deeply that he determined from that moment to found a new sect. There is no end to such examples from the page of history. It may seem an unimportant matter for a boy to read the life of Jefferson, or Franklin, or any other person ; but these facts show us that it may be no trivial thing, though its importance will oe determined by the decision, discrimination, and purpose with which the book is read. Very small causes are sometimes followed by the greatest re- sults. Less than a book often settles a person's TAKING SIDES. 153 destiny. A picture created that life of purity and usefulness which we find in Dr. Guthrie, the re- nowned English champion of the Ragged School enterprise. His case is so interesting, that we close this chapter by letting him speak for himself. He says, " The interest I have been led to take in this cause is an example of how, in Providence, a man's desti- ny, — his course of life, like that of a river, may be determined and affected by very trivial circumstan- ces. It is rather curious, — at least it is interesting to me to remember, — that it was by a picture I was first led to take an interest in ragged schools, — by a picture in an old, obscure, decaying burgh that stands on the shores of the Frith of Forth, the birth-place of Thomas Chalmers. I went to see this place many years ago, and, going into an inn for refreshment, I found the room covered with pic- tures of shepherdesses with their crooks, and sailors in holiday attire, not particularly interesting. But above the chimney-piece there stood a large print, more respectable than its neighbors, which repre- sented a cobbler's room. The cobbler was there himself, spectacles on nose, an old shoe between his knees, — - the massive forehead and firm mouth, indicating great determination of character, and, beneath his bushy eyebrows, benevolence gleamed out on a number of poor ragged boys and girls, who stood at their lessons round the busy cobbler. 154 THE BOBBIN BOY. My curiosity was awakened ; and in the inscription I read how this man, John Pounds, a cobbler in Portsmouth, taking pity on the multitude of poor ragged children left by ministers and magistrates, and ladies and gentlemen, to go to ruin on the streets, — how, like a good shepherd, he gathered in these wretched outcasts, — how he had trained them to God and to the world, — and how, while earning his daily bread by the sweat of his brow, he had rescued from misery and saved to society not less than five hundred of these children. I felt ashamed of myself. I felt reproved for the little I had done. My feelings were touched. I was astonished at this man's achievement ; and I well remember, in the enthusiasm ot the moment, saying to my companion (and I have seen in my cooler and calmer moments no reason for unsaying the saying), ■ — ' That man is an honor to humanity, and deserves the tallest monumen t ever raised with- in the shores of Britain.' I took up that man's history, and I found it animated by the spirit of Him who had < compassion on the multitude.' John Pounds was a clever man besides ; and, like Paul, if he could not win a poor boy any other way, he won him by art. He would be seen chasing a ragged boy along the quays, and compelling him to come to school, not by the power of a policeman, but by the power of a hot potato. He knew the love an Irishman had for a potato ; and John Pounds TAKING SIDES. 155 might be seen running holding under the boy's nose a potato, like an Irishman, very hot, and with a coat as ragged as himself. When the day comes when honor will be done to whom honor is due, 1 can fancy the crowd of those whose fame poets have sung, and to whose memory monuments have been raised, dividing like the wave, and passing the great, and the noble, and the mighty of the land, this poor, obscure old man stepping forward and receiving the especial notice of Him who said, ' In- asmuch as ye did it to one of the least ol these, ye did it also to me.' " CHAPTER XV. THREE IMPORTANT EVENTS. " T7RANK IS coming into the factory to work," J- said Nat one day to Charlie. " He is ? " answered Charlie with some surprise, as he had not heard of it ; " when is he coming ? " " Next week I expect, if the place is ready for him. I am glad he is coming, for he will be com- pany for us." " Are his parents so poor that he is obliged to work here for a living ? " " Yes ; they are not able to keep him at school any longer, and they think he is old enough now to do something to support himself." " It is a dreadful thing to be poor, isn't it, Nat?" " It is bad enough, but not the worst thing in the world," answered Nat. " Dr. Franklin said it was worse to be mean" " I shan't dispute with him on that point," re- plied Charlie, " for there is only one side to that (156) THREE IMPORTANT EVENTS. 157 question. But I was thinking how poor boys are obliged to work instead of going to school, and of the many hard things they are obliged to meet." " I think of it often," added Nat, " but then I remember that almost all the men whose lives I have read, were poor boys, and this shows that poverty is not so bad as some other things. But I don't quite believe Dr. Franklin's remark about the ease of becoming rich." " What was his remark ? " inquired Charlie. " ' The way to wealth is as plain as the way to market,' " answered Nat ; " and if that isn't plain enough, I should like to know how it could be made plainer." " Well, I don't believe that," said Charlie. « If men could become rich as easily as they can go to market, there would be precious few poor people in the world. But is that really what he means ? " " Certainly ; only industry and frugality, he says, must be practised in order to get it." " That alters the case," answered Charlie, " but even then I can't quite believe it. Are all indus- trious and frugal people wealthy ? " " No," replied Nat ; " and that is the reason I doubt the truth of Dr. Franklin's remark. Some of the most industrious and frugal people in the world are poor." The conversation was broken off here, and we will take this opportunity to remark, that Frank 158 THE BOBBIN BOY. Martin entered the factory, as had been arranged, and was most cordially welcomed by the boys. He had been less with Nat, since the latter became a bobbin boy, than before, but their friendship was not abated. We have seen that they were on very intimate terms before, and were much in each other's society. Frank's entrance into the factory was suited to strengthen that friendship. The fact that each of the boys was poor and obliged to work for a living, and that each, also, was a factory boy, was enough to cause their sympathies to run to- gether. It is natural for the rich to seek the society of the rich, and for the poor to seek the society of the poor, because their sympathies blend together. Hence, we generally find in communi- ties that the rich and poor are usually separated, in some measure, by social barriers. This is not as it should be by any means ; and this distinction be- tween the rich and poor often becomes obnoxious to every kind and generous sentiment of humanity. Still, to some extent, the very experience of the rich begets a fellow-feeling with the rich, and so of the poor. The same is true, also, of trials. The mother who has lost her babe can sympathize with another bereaved mother, as no other person can. The sorrowing widow enters into the bitter experi- ence of another wife bereft of her husband, as no other weeper can. And so it is of other forms of human experience. Then, the occupations of indi. THREE IMPORTANT EVENTS. 159 viduals comes in to influence the sympathies. A farmer meets a stranger, and finds, after cultivating his acquaintance, that he is a farmer, and this fact alone increases his interest in the individual. A sailor falls into company with an old man of four- score years, and finds that he was once a sailor, and this item of news draws him towards the aged man at once. A lawyer or clergyman is introduced to a gentleman in a foreign land, and he learns that the stranger is a lawyer or clergyman, as the case may be, and this knowledge itself makes him glad to see him. Now this principle had a place in the hearts of these three factory boys, and bound them together by very strong ties of friendship. No three boys in the village thought so much of each other, nor were so much in each other's society, as they. There is no doubt that their intimate acquaintance and in- tercourse had much to do in forming the character of each. It certainly opened the way for some ex- periences that helped make Nat what he became. " How did you like Marcus Treat ? " inquired Charlie, the evening after he introduced this new comer into Nat's study. " Very much indeed," answered Nat. " He seems to be a capital fellow, and he is a good scholar I know from his appearance." " He is a good scholar, for one of the boys told 160 THE BOBBIN BOY. me so. He has been in school only two or three weeks, but that is long enough to tell whether a fel- low is a dunce or not." " Where did he come from ? " asked Nat. " From , I understand ; and he lives with his uncle here. His parents are poor, and his uncle has offered to take him into his family." " He will have a good home. .His uncle will do as well by him as he would by a son." " That is true ; but he is not able to do much for either, I should think. Is he not a poor man ? " " Perhaps so ; he has to work for a living, but many men who are obliged to do this, can do much for their sons. I pity him to have to leave his home and go among strangers." " He will not be a stranger long with us," said Charlie. " He seemed much pleased to get ac- quainted with us, and to know about our plan of study." " I suppose the poor fellow is glad to get ac- quainted with anybody," said Nat, " here among strangers as he is. It is a dreadful thing to be poor, you said, the other day, and I guess he begins to find it so. We must try to make him feel at home." " That won't be difficult ; for I think, from all I hear, that he fares much better here than he did at home, because his father was so very poor." " They say ' home is home if it is ever so homely,' THREE IMPORTANT EVENTS. 161 and I believe it, and probably Marcus does. But if he likes to study, he will be glad to join us, and we shall be glad to have him." " I will speak to him about it to-morrow, if I see him," added Charlie. " He told me that he read evenings." %• This Marcus Treat had just come to town for the reasons given by Charlie. He was about the age of Nat, and was a very bright, smart, active boy, disposed to do about as well as he knew how. He entered the public school immediately on coming into town, where his uncle designed to keep him, at least for a while. We shall find, hereafter, that he became a bosom companion of Nat's, and shared in his aspirations for knowledge, and did his part in reading, debating, declaiming, and other things pertaining to self-improvement. A kind letter came that brought trial to Nat. It was designed for his good, but it dashed many of his hopes. An uncle, residing in a distant city, proposed to receive him into his family, and give him an opportunity to labor with himself in the factory. He was overseer of one of the rooms, and there Nat could work under his eye, in a new branch of the business. " Would you like to go ? " inquired his mother. "On some accounts I should," answered Nat; " and on others I rather not go." 11 162 THE BOBBIN BOY. "It is a good thing for boys to go away from home to stay, if they can have a good place," said she ; " and you would certainly enjoy being in your uncle's family." " I should like that well enough ; but it is going among strangers, after all ; and then here I have a good chance to read and study, and Charlie and I have laid our plans for the future. We have but just commenced to do much in this respect. I should much rather stay here." " But you can have books there, and as much time out of the factory as you have here. Your uncle will favor you all he can, and will be glad to see you try to improve your mind." " I shan't have Charlie nor Frank there, nor that new acquaintance, Marcus, who was here the other evening ; he was going to study with us. I don't believe there will be a library there either." " I think there will be a library in the place," said his mother, " to which you can have access. At any rate, I am confident your uncle will provide a way for you to have all the books you want." " How soon does he want I should come ? " " As soon as you can get ready. It will take me some little time to repair your clothes, and make the new ones you must have. You could not be ready in less than two or three weeks." " Perhaps I shall not like the new kind of work there, nor succeed so well in doing it. It will be more difficult." THREE IMPORTANT EVENTS. lbo " And you are able now to perform more difficult work than you did when you first went into the factory. You ought to keep advancing from one step to another. Besides, it may turn out better than you expect if you go there. You know that when you entered the factory two years ago, you thought you should never learn any thing more, but you have been pretty well satisfied with your opportunities to read. Perhaps you will be as happily disappointed if you go to live with your uncle." " There is very little prospect of it," replied Nat. " But I shall do as you think best." Nat could not help thinking about the new comer, Marcus Treat. He had been pitying him because he was obliged to leave his home, to live with his uncle among strangers ; and now he him- self was to have just such an experience. He lit- tle thought, when he was conversing with Charlie about this unpleasant feature of Marcus' life, that he would be obliged to try it himself so soon. But it was so. Marcus came to reside with his uncle in a community of strangers, and now Nat is going to reside with his uncle, where faces are no more familiar. It was a singular circumstance, and Nat could but view it in that light. We have no space to devote to this part of Nat's life. We can only say, that it was decided to send him to his uncle's, and that he went at the earliest 164 THE BOBBIN BOY. opportunity. It would be interesting to trace his interviews with his bosom companions before his departure — the sad disappointment that was felt by each party at the separation — the regrets of Charlie over frustrated plans in consequence of this step — the preparations for the journey — his leave of his native village — the long ride, by pri- vate conveyance, with his parents, to his new resi- dence — and his introduction to a new sphere of labor. He was absent three years, in which time he added several inches to his stature, and not a little to his stock of information. We will only say of this period, however, that his leisure hours were spent in self-improvement, and he was supplied with books, and had some other sources of infor- mation, such as public lectures, opened to him in the place. On the whole, these three years were important ones to him, so that there was a gain to set over against the loss he sustained in bidding adieu to well-laid plans for improvement in his birthplace. CHAPTER XVI. FINDING A LOST OPPORTUNITY. IT WAS a few weeks after Nat's return to his native place, where he was most cordially wel- comed by his old companions, Charlie and Frank in particular. He was now an apprentice in the machine-shop, a stirring, healthy youth of about seventeen years. " What have you there ? " said Charlie to him, as he saw Nat take a book from his pocket to spend a leisure moment over it. " My grammar," answered Nat, smiling. " Have you discovered that you can't write a letter with propriety without it ? " inquired Charlie, referring rather jocosely to a scene we have sketched. " I am pretty thoroughly convinced of that," re- sponded Nat. " At any rate, I shall find that lost opportunity if I can. Better now than never." " You think better of that grammar class than you did five years ago, do you ? " (165| 166 THE BOBBIN BOY. " I have thought better of it for a good while, and should like to join it now if I had the oppor- tunity. We were both very foolish then, as I have found out to my sorrow." " I have often thought of that time," said Charlie ; " I think we were rather too set in our opinions." " Yes ; and if the teacher had just given us what we deserved, perhaps I should not now be obliged to study grammar," added Nat. "lam glad to see you so willing to own up, only it is a little too late to profit much by it. This ' after wit' is not the best kind." " It is better than no wit at all," said Nat, rather amused at Charlie's way of " probing an old sore." " The fact is, we were too young and green then to appreciate the teacher's reasons for wanting us to study grammar. He was right, and we were wrong, and now I am obliged to learn what I might have acquired then more readily." " But we studied it, did we not ? " inquired Charlie. " Only to recite. We did not study it to under- stand. I knew little more about grammar when I left off going to school than I do about Greek or Hebrew. It is one tbing to commit a lesson, and another to comprehend it. I am determined to understand it now." " How long have you been studying it ? " " A few weeks ago I commenced it in earnest. I looked at it occasionally before." FINDING A LOST OPPORTUNITY. 167