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第3章

  Thatalwaysseemstomeromanticandwasteful。Youneverhearfromitinanydefiniteway。Theysaythemissionarieshavedoneagooddealtoopenthewayfortrade;perhaps——buttheyhavealsogottenusintocommercialandpoliticaldifficulties。YetIgivetothem——alittle——itisamatterofconsciencewithmetoidentifymyselfwithalltheenterprisesoftheChurch;itisthemainstayofsocialorderandaprosperouscivilization。Butthebestformsofbenevolencearethewell-established,organizedoneshereathome,wherepeoplecanseethemandknowwhattheyaredoing。"
  "Youmeantheonesthathavealocalhabitationandaname。"
  "Yes;theyofferbyfarthesafestreturn,thoughofcoursethereissomethinggainedbycontributingtogeneralfunds。Apublicmancan'taffordtobewithoutpublicspirit。ButonthewholeIpreferabuilding,oranendowment。Thereisamutualadvantagetoagoodnameandagoodinstitutionintheirconnectioninthepublicmind。
  Ithelpsthemboth。Rememberthat,myboy。Ofcourseatthebeginningyouwillhavetopractiseitinasmallway;later,youwillhavelargeropportunities。Buttrytoputyourgiftswheretheycanbeidentifiedanddogoodallaround。You'llseethewisdomofitinthelongrun。"
  "Icanseeitalready,sir,andthewayyoudescribeitlooksamazinglywiseandprudent。Inotherwords,wemustcastourbreadonthewatersinlargeloaves,carriedbysoundshipsmarkedwiththeowner'sname,sothatthereturnfreightwillbesuretocomebacktous。"
  Thefatherlaughed,buthiseyeswerefrowningalittleasifhesuspectedsomethingirreverentundertherespectfulreply。
  "Youputithumorously,butthere'ssenseinwhatyousay。Whynot?
  Godrulesthesea;butHeexpectsustofollowthelawsofnavigationandcommerce。Whynottakegoodcareofyourbread,evenwhenyougiveitaway?"
  "It'snotformetosaywhynot——andyetIcanthinkofcases——"
  Theyoungmanhesitatedforamoment。Hishalf-finishedcigarhadgoneout。Heroseandtosseditintothefire,infrontofwhichheremainedstanding——aslender,eager,restlessyoungfigure,withatouchofhungerinthefineface,strangelylikeandunlikethefather,atwhomhelookedwithhalf-wistfulcuriosity。
  "Thefactis,sir,"hecontinued,"thereissuchacaseinmymindnow,anditisagooddealonmyheart,too。SoIthoughtofspeakingtoyouaboutitto-night。YourememberTomRollins,theJuniorwhowassogoodtomewhenIenteredcollege?"
  Thefathernodded。Herememberedverywellindeedtheannoyingincidentsofhisson'sfirstescapade,andhowRollinshadstoodbyhimandhelpedtoavoidapublicdisgrace,andhowaclosefriendshiphadgrownbetweenthetwoboys,sodifferentintheirfortunes。
  "Yes,"hesaid,"Irememberhim。Hewasapromisingyoungman。
  Hashesucceeded?"
  "Notexactly——thatisnotyet。Hisbusinesshasbeengoingratherbadly。
  Hehasawifeandlittlebaby,youknow。Andnowhehasbrokendown,——
  somethingwrongwithhislungs。ThedoctorsayshisonlychanceisayearoreighteenmonthsinColorado。Iwishwecouldhelphim。"
  "Howmuchwoulditcost?"
  "Threeorfourthousand,perhaps,asaloan。"
  "Doesthedoctorsayhewillgetwell?"
  "Afightingchance——thedoctorsays。"
  Thefaceoftheoldermanchangedsubtly。Notalinewasaltered,butitseemedtohaveadifferentsubstance,asifitwerecarvedoutofsomefirm,imperishablestuff。
  "Afightingchance,"hesaid,"maydoforaspeculation,butitisnotagoodinvestment。YouowesomethingtoyoungRollins。
  Yourgratefulfeelingdoesyoucredit。Butdon'toverworkit。
  Sendhimthreeorfourhundred,ifyoulike。You'llneverhearfromitagain,exceptintheletterofthanks。ButforHeaven'ssakedon'tbesentimental。Religionisnotamatterofsentiment;
  it'samatterofprinciple。"
  Thefaceoftheyoungermanchangednow。Butinsteadofbecomingfixedandgraven,itseemedtomeltintolifebytheheatofaninwardfire。Hisnostrilsquiveredwithquickbreath,hislipswerecurled。"Principle!"hesaid。"Youmeanprincipal——andinteresttoo。Well,sir,youknowbestwhetherthatisreligionornot。
  Butifitis,countmeout,please。Tomsavedmefromgoingtothedevil,sixyearsago;andI'llbedamnedifIdon'thelphimtothebestofmyabilitynow。"
  JohnWeightmanlookedathissonsteadily。"Harold,"hesaidatlast,"youknowIdislikeviolentlanguage,anditneverhasanyinfluencewithme。IfIcouldhonestlyapproveofthispropositionofyours,I'dletyouhavethemoney;butIcan't;
  it'sextravagantanduseless。ButyouhaveyourChristmascheckforathousanddollarscomingtoyouto-morrow。Youcanuseitasyouplease。
  Ineverinterferewithyourprivateaffairs。"
  "Thankyou,"saidHarold。"Thankyouverymuch!Butthere'sanotherprivateaffair。Iwanttogetawayfromthislife,thistown,thishouse。
  Itstiflesme。YourefusedlastsummerwhenIaskedyoutoletmegouptoGrenfell'sMissionontheLabrador。Icouldgonow,atleastasfarastheNewfoundlandStation。Haveyouchangedyourmind?"
  "Notatall。Ithinkitisanexceedinglyfoolishenterprise。
  ItwouldinterruptthecareerthatIhavemarkedoutforyou。"
  "Well,then,here'sacheaperproposition。AlgyVanderhoofwantsmetojoinhimonhisyachtwith——well,withalittleparty——tocruiseintheWestIndies。Wouldyoupreferthat?"
  "Certainlynot!TheVanderhoofsetiswildandgodless——Idonotwishtoseeyoukeepingcompanywithfoolswhowalkinthebroadandeasywaythatleadstoperdition。"
  "Itisratherahardchoice,"saidtheyoungman,withashortlaugh,turningtowardthedoor。"Accordingtoyouthere'sverylittledifference——afool'sparadiseorafool'shell!Well,it'soneortheotherforme,andI'lltossupforitto-night:heads,I
  lose;
  tails,thedevilwins。Anyway,I'msickofthis,andI'moutofit。"
  "Harold,"saidtheolderman(andtherewasaslighttremorinhisvoice),"don'tletusquarrelonChristmasEve。AllIwantistopersuadeyoutothinkseriouslyofthedutiesandresponsibilitiestowhichGodhascalledyou——don'tspeaklightlyofheavenandhell——remember,thereisanotherlife。"
  Theyoungmancamebackandlaidhishanduponhisfather'sshoulder。
  "Father,"hesaid,"Iwanttorememberit。Itrytobelieveinit。
  Butsomehoworother,inthishouse,itallseemsunrealtome。
  Nodoubtallyousayisperfectlyrightandwise。Idon'tventuretoargueagainstit,butIcan'tfeelit——that'sall。IfI'mtohaveasoul,eithertoloseortosave,Imustreallylive。Justnowneitherthepresentnorthefuturemeansanythingtome。Butsurelywewon'tquarrel。