Horatio Alger - Andy Gordon
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He looked up eagerly when his father entered the room.
“Well, father, did you see Dr. Euclid?” he asked.
“Yes,” replied the lawyer, in a tone by no means pleasant.
“Did he agree to discharge Andy Gordon?”
“No, he didn’t.”
Herbert looked perplexed.
“Did you ask him to?”
“Yes.”
“Then I don’t understand.”
“There are a good many things you don’t understand,” said his father, giving a kick to the unoffending cat which lay on the rug before the fire, and forcing the astonished animal to vacate her comfortable quarters.
“I should think,” Herbert ventured to say, “that Dr. Euclid wouldn’t dare to disobey you, as you are a trustee.”
“Dr. Euclid is an obstinate fool!” exploded the lawyer.
“It would serve him right if you kicked him out and appointed a new principal,” insinuated Herbert.
Mr. Ross felt in the mood to do as his son advised, but he felt very doubtful of his ability to accomplish the displacement of so popular and highly esteemed a teacher. He was pretty sure that he could not talk over the other trustees to agree to so decided a step, but he was unwilling to confess it, even to his son. Therefore he spoke diplomatically.
“I cannot tell what I may do,” he said. “It will depend upon circumstances. All I can say is that Dr. Euclid will sooner or later be sorry for upholding Andrew Gordon in his lawless acts.”
“Does he uphold him?”
“Yes. He says that Andrew was perfectly justified in what he did.”
“He ought to be ashamed of himself!” said Herbert, provoked.
“He says,” continued Mr. Ross, who took a perverse pleasure in mortifying his son, as he had himself been mortified, “that Andrew is your superior.”
“My superior!” exclaimed Herbert, more than ever exasperated. “That young beggar my superior!”
“He says Andrew is a better scholar than you!”
“Then I don’t want to go to his confounded school any more. He doesn’t seem to know how to treat a gentleman.”
“You needn’t go, Herbert, if you don’t care to,” said his father, more mildly.
“May I leave the academy?” asked Herbert, eagerly.
“Yes. After the course which Dr. Euclid has seen fit to adopt, I shall not force a son of mine to remain under his instruction. I told him so this evening.”
“What did he say to that?” queried Herbert, who could not help thinking that Dr. Euclid would be very sorry to lose a pupil of his social importance.
“He didn’t say much,” said the lawyer, who was not disposed to repeat what the doctor actually did say.
“Then,” said Herbert, “there is no use for me to study my Latin lesson for to-morrow.”
“You may omit it this evening, but of course I cannot have you give up study. I may obtain a private tutor for you, or send you to some school out of town.”
The lawyer hoped that this step, though personally inconvenient, and much more expensive, might injure Dr. Euclid by implying that one of the trustees lacked confidence in him as a teacher.
Herbert left the room, well pleased on the whole with the upshot of the affair.
Half an hour later an old man, Joshua Starr by name, was ushered into the lawyer’s presence. He was a man bordering upon seventy, with pinched and wizened features, which bore the stamp of meanness plainly stamped upon them. By one method and another he had managed to scrape together a considerable property, not wholly in a creditable manner.
He had cheated his own brother out of three thousand dollars, but in a way that did not make him amenable to the law. He had lent money to his neighbors on usurious terms, showing no mercy when they were unable to make payment. Such was the man who came to the squire for help.
“Good-evening, Squire Ross!” he said. “I’ve come to you on a little matter of business.”
“Well, Mr. Starr, state your case.”
“I’ve got a note agin’ a party in town, which I want you to collect.”
“Who is the party, Mr. Starr?”
“Waal, it’s the Widder Gordon.”
Squire Ross pricked up his ears.
“Go on,” he said, beginning to feel interested.
“You see, I’ve got a note agin’ her husband for a hundred dollars, with interest.”
“But her husband is dead.”
“Jes’ so, jes’ so! But he borrowed the money when he was alive, in the year 1862.”
“And now it is 1866.”
“Jes’ so! You see it isn’t outlawed. The note is good.”
“Show me the note.”
The lawyer took and scanned it carefully.
“It was to run for three months,” he said.
“Jes’ so!”
“Why didn’t you present it for payment?”
“I did,” said Starr. “But it wan’t convenient for him to pay it.”
“You don’t usually give so much time to your creditors, Mr. Starr,” said the lawyer, keenly.
“I didn’t want to be hard on him,” whined Starr.
“There’s something under this,” the lawyer thought.
“Have you presented it for payment to the widow?” asked Ross.
“Yes; and what do you think? She says her husband paid it. It’s ridikilus!”
“In that case you would have surrendered the note or given a receipt.”
“Jes’ so, jes’ so!” said Mr. Starr, eagerly. “You understand the case, square. Let her show the receipt, as I’ve got the note.”
“How does she explain your having the note?”
“She says I had mislaid the note, and her husband agreed to take a receipt instead.”
“But she don’t show the receipt.”
“No; that’s where I’ve got her,” chuckled the old man. “I say, square, ain’t my claim good?”
“Certainly, if she can’t show any receipt from you.”
“Then you can collect it for me?”
“I can try; but I don’t suppose she has any property.”
“There’s her furnitoor,” suggested the old man.
“Well, you may leave the note, and I will see what I can do. Good-night!”
“Good-night, square!”
When the lawyer was left alone, there was a look of malicious satisfaction on his face.
“Now, Master Andrew Gordon,” he said to himself, “I think I can make you rue the day when you assaulted my son. But for that, I wouldn’t have meddled in this business, for Starr is an old rascal; but now it suits me to do it. The Widow Gordon and her precious son shall hear from me to-morrow!”
CHAPTER V.
A MESSENGER OF BAD TIDINGS
The next day was Friday – the last day of the school week. Andy went to school as usual, wondering how Herbert would treat him after their little difficulty of the day before; not that he cared particularly, but he felt some curiosity on the subject.
But Herbert was absent. We know that his father had agreed to take him away from school, but this was not suspected by Andy, nor, indeed, by Dr. Euclid, notwithstanding the threat of Mr. Ross.
The doctor could hardly believe the lawyer would be so foolish as to deprive his son of school privileges merely on account of a boyish difficulty with one of his fellow students.
Herbert was often absent for a single day. Sometimes he had a convenient headache in the morning, when he felt indisposed to go, and neither his father nor mother interfered with him on such occasions.
Mr. Ross left his son quite independent, as long as Herbert did not contravene his own plans, and Mrs. Ross was foolishly indulgent.
“I suppose Herbert is sulking at home,” thought Andy. “Well, he can do it, if he wants to. I shan’t allow him to interfere with my work, even if he is a rich man’s son and I am only a janitor.”
Andy felt gratified at Dr. Euclid’s evident approval of his conduct. The principal was strict, but just, and thus gained the respect of all his students.
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