Timothy Crump's Ward: A Story of American Life by Jr. Horatio Alger (top 10 novels to read TXT) π
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βMy dear sir, positively you are looking on the dark side of things. It is actually sinful to distrust Providence as you seem to do. You're a little disappointed, that's all. Just take to-night to sleep on it, and I've no doubt you'll think better of it and of me. But positively I have stayed longer than I intended. Good night, my friends. I'll look in upon you in the morning. And by the by, as it is so near the time, allow me to wish you a Happy New Year.β
The door closed upon the landlord, leaving behind two anxious hearts.
βIt looks well in him to wish that,β said the cooper, gloomily. βA great deal he is doing to make it so. I don't know how it seems to others, but for my part I never say them words to any one unless I really wish 'em well, and am willing to do something to make 'em so. I should feel as if I was a hypocrite if I acted anyways different.β
Mary did not respond to this. In her own gentle heart she could not help feeling a silent repugnance, mingled, it may be, with a shade of contempt, for the man who had just left them. It was an uncomfortable feeling, and she strove to get rid of it.
βIs there any tenement vacant in this neighborhood?β she asked.
βYes, there's the one at the corner, belonging to Mr. Harrison.β
βIt is a better one than this.β
βYes, but Harrison only asks the same that we have been paying. He is not so exorbitant as Colman.β
βCouldn't we get that?β
βI am afraid, if he knew that we had failed to pay our rent here, he would object.β
βBut he knows you are honest, and that nothing but the hard times would have brought you to such a pass.β
βIt may be, Mary. At any rate you have lightened my heart a little. I feel as if there was some hope left.β
βWe ought always to feel so, Timothy. There was one thing that Mr. Colman said that didn't sound so well, coming from his lips; but it's true, for all that.β
βWhat do you mean, Mary?β
βI mean that about not distrusting Providence. Many a time have I been comforted by reading the verse, 'Never have I seen the righteous forsaken, or his seed begging bread.' As long as we try to do what is right, Timothy, God will not suffer us to want.β
βYou are right, Mary. He is our ever-present help in time of need. Let us put away all anxious cares, fully confiding in his gracious promises.β
They retired to rest thoughtfully, but not sadly.
The fire upon the hearth flickered, and died out at length. The last sands of the old year were running out, and the new morning ushered in its successor.
CHAPTER IV. THE NEW YEAR'S PRESENT.
βHAPPY New Year!β was Jack's salutation to Aunt Rachel, as, with an unhappy expression of countenance, she entered the sitting-room.
βHappy, indeed!β she repeated, dismally. βThere's great chance of its being so, I should think. We don't any of us know what the year may bring forth. We may all be dead before the next New Year.β
βIf that's the case,β said Jack, βwe'll be jolly as long as it lasts.β
βI don't know what you mean by such a vulgar word,β said Aunt Rachel, disdainfully. βI've heard of drunkards and such kind of people being jolly; but, thank Providence, I haven't got to that yet.β
βIf that was the only way to be jolly,β said Jack, stoutly, βthen I'd be a drunkard; I wouldn't carry round such a long face as you do, Aunt Rachel, for any money.β
βIt's enough to make all of us have long faces, when you are brazen enough to own that you mean to be a drunkard.β
βI didn't say any such thing,β said Jack, indignantly.
βPerhaps I have ears,β remarked Aunt Rachel, sententiously, βand perhaps I have not. It's a new thing for a nephew to tell his aunt that she lies. They didn't use to allow such things when I was young.βBut the world's going to rack and ruin, and I shouldn't much wonder if the people are right that says it's comin' to an end.β
Here Mrs. Crump happily interposed, by asking Jack to go round to the grocery, in the next street, and buy a pint of milk.
Jack took his cap and started, with alacrity, glad to leave the dismal presence of Aunt Rachel.
He had scarcely opened the door when he started back in surprise, exclaiming, βBy hokey, if there isn't a basket on the steps!β
βA basket!β repeated Mrs. Crump, in surprise. βCan it be a New Year's present? Bring it in, Jack.β
It was brought in immediately, and the cover being lifted there appeared a female child, of apparently a year old. All uttered exclamations of surprise, each in itself characteristic.
βWhat a dear, innocent little thing!β said Mrs. Crump, with true maternal instinct.
βAin't it a pretty 'un?β said Jack, admiringly.
βPoor thing!β said the cooper, compassionately.
βIt's a world of iniquity!β remarked Rachel, lifting up her eyes, dismally. βThere isn't any one you can trust. I didn't think a brother of mine would have such a sin brought to his door.β
βGood heavens, Rachel!β said the honest cooper, in amazement, βwhat can you mean?β
βIt isn't for me to explain,β said Rachel, shaking her head; βonly it's strange that it should have been brought to this house, that's all I say.β
βPerhaps it was meant for you, Aunt Rachel,β said Jack, with thoughtless fun.
βMe!β exclaimed Rachel, rising to her feet, while her face betrayed the utmost horror at the suggestion. She fell back in her seat, and made a violent effort to faint.
βWhat have I said?β asked Jack, a little frightened at the effect of his words. βAunt Rachel takes one up so.β
βHe didn't mean anything,β said Mrs. Crump. βHow could you suspect such a thing? But here's a letter. It looks as if there was something in it. Here, Timothy, it is directed to you.β
Mr. Cooper opened the letter, and read as follows:β
βFor reasons which it is
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