Meg's Friend Part 18
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"I once punched a lad--he was older than me--who was worriting the little chap."
"You did?" said Meg admiringly.
"I did. He was striking the little chap in the face; and I comes upon him, and with my fist I gives him a blow, and before he can look up I hits him another, and when he knocks my crutch down I fastens upon him--I drags him down, that's what I does."
"You did right!" cried Meg.
"And I just gives it to him till he lies quiet as a lamb. And says I to him, 'If ye do it again I'll serves ye the likes again,' that what I says," concluded the cripple, marching along with a triumphant "thump, thump," of his crutch.
"I am glad you did it," said Meg, with a flush on her cheek and approval in her eye.
"That's what I does," repeated the cripple, with another swagger of his pendant body.
Meg began to feel a great respect for this cripple, who seemed to her to have the spirit of a lion.
"How are you going to earn money?" she asked, feeling an admiring friends.h.i.+p now justified the question.
The cripple, after a cautious moment, replied:
"Blacking boots."
"Oh!" said Meg, a little disconcerted.
"Faither was a dustman. I'd raither be a dustman than anythink. Ye've a cart, and there ye sits, and ye comes down only to clean away the rubbish; and sometimes ye find an elegant teaspoon, and ye may find a ring. Faither once found a gold ring with three red stones in it that s.h.i.+ne. There's nothink like being a dustman," said the boy, with an air of one taking a survey of all the learned professions. "I'd be a dustman, but because of that ere leg. To be a dustman you must be hale in all yer limbs, ye must; so a lady comes round and says I'm to be a bootblack. She gives me brushes and a board and a pot of blacking, and I sets to; and I can make boots s.h.i.+ne as will make your eyes blink. Now your boots," with a downward glance at Meg's feet, "are uncommon dusty--I'll black 'em for you."
Meg hesitated; but the cripple had already unstrapped the parcel swung on his back, taken from it a brush, a pot of blacking, and a board, and was down on one knee before her.
Meg could not refuse. She placed first one foot then the other on the board, and brush, brush went the active hands.
Meanwhile a big struggle was going on within Meg. She had no money but that threepenny-piece. Ought she to give it to the lad for blacking her boots? She put her hand into her pocket and turned the small silver piece about.
It was all that stood between her and penury. Still she could not accept a service without paying for it from this cripple, who was earning money for the "little chap."
"There!" said the boy rising, putting up his traps with an air of fine indifference to the effect produced by his action upon Meg's boots.
"I am very much obliged," said Meg hesitatingly; "and here is threepence."
"I don't want yer money," replied the boy with an emphatic jerk of his head. "Keep it; ye'll want it yerself."
Meg's admiration for her companion increased. She gazed down on her boots. "They're splendid," she said fervently; "I never thought boots could s.h.i.+ne like that!"
"Well, I thinks as no one can beat me at blacking," said the cripple, accepting the compliment. "It's my notions as when the sloppy weather comes I'll make two s.h.i.+llings a day. But it's not a bootblack I'll remain."
"What will you become?" asked Meg.
"I do not mind telling you," replied the cripple with cautious slowness.
"I'm going to be a joiner. Ye thinks as I can't. Ye thinks there's too much agin me. Why, everythink was agin me earning money. First that school-board, that was agin me. It wanted to set me all astray, spending time learning figures and spellin'; but I conquered the school-board. I gets too old for that after a bit. Then when I'm told by the lady of this situation in Weybridge to black boots every morning, there's fifty miles for me to get over; and here's the cripple boy agin, two miles from Weybridge!"
The lad gave a chuckle, a jerk of his head, and a thump of his crutch.
"You've walked fifty miles!" said Meg, with the homage of round-eyed surprise.
"Fifty miles," repeated the boy. "Then a friend o' mine is a carpenter.
He would not trust me with a tool two years agone; and now I can plane and drive nails with the best of them. I had no money to buy a box of tools. I'm going to work for it with the boots. All I wants is the sloppy weather, and a spell of it, and that's enough for me."
Meg's admiration overflowed her pent-up heart, and moved her to confide in this cripple and ask his advice. She had not spoken to him of her schoolfellows, or of the object that had impelled her flight.
"Suppose," she began, "some one had been very kind to you, very good, would you not run away from people who were unkind to you, and laughed at you, and despised you?"
"No, I would stay to conquer them," said the cripple, stamping his crutch.
"How would you conquer them?" said Meg.
"I'd wear 'em out," said the lad. "Spite can't stand pluck; that's what I've found out. I'd give 'em a laugh, and if they pushed me hard I'd give 'em a slip of my crutch."
Meg was silent awhile with appreciation of such courage. Then she said:
"But suppose you felt sure there was a letter waiting for you, would you not go to get it?"
"Depends upon that ere letter," replied the cripple with circ.u.mspection.
"If it was to tell me what to do to better myself I'd go and fetch it were it at the other end of the country."
"But," said Meg, with a quivering voice, letting out the secret fear at her heart, "suppose there was no letter waiting for you when you got to the place?"
"I'd go and look for the one as should ha' written it everywhere. I'd not give over till I found him," said the cripple.
"You would!" said Meg.
"I would!" repeated the boy.
"I wish you were going all the way to London," said Meg.
"To take care of you?" asked the lad. "Wish I could, but I can't, miss.
I have the kid and the mistress to think of. It's not so far; to-morrow you'll get there."
"To-morrow!" repeated Meg, aghast.
"It's getting late," said the boy, "ye can't walk in the night. Now, what I say is, if ye find a barn, creep in there and lie in the straw; but if ye can get a hayrick and cover yerself all up to yer head, that's fit for a king--better than a bed. I've slept in 'em, so I ought to know."
Meg could not speak from consternation; the prospect for a moment overwhelmed her.
"Perhaps ye'll meet a cart, and the driver will give ye a lift. My faither once gave a lift in his cart to a little girl going toward London," the cripple suggested.
"I wish I could meet some one who would drive me," said Meg in faltering accents.
"If ye're frightened ye'll never find the person as was good to you,"
the lad replied rousingly.
Meg's Friend Part 18
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