The Bishop's Shadow Part 14
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"Nan," he began, "I told you I'd got loads of things to do now."
"Yes?" The girl looked at him inquiringly.
Tode was silent for a little. It was harder for him to speak than he had thought it would be.
"You see," he went on, slowly, "I've been mean as dirt all my life. You don't know what mean things I've done, an' I ain't goin' to tell ye, only that I know now I've got to turn straight around an' not do 'em any more. I've got to make a man of myself," he drew himself up as he spoke, "a real man--the kind that helps other folks up. I can't say just what I mean, but I feel it myself," he added, with a half-appealing glance at Nan.
She had listened attentively with her eyes fastened on his earnest face. Now she said softly, "You mean--you want to be the kind of man the bishop is, don't you?"
"Oh, I couldn't ever be _really_ like him," protested the boy, quickly, "but, well, I'm goin' to try to be a sort of shadow of him. I mean I'm goin' to try to amount to something myself, an' do what I can to help other poor fellers up instead of down. I'm goin' to lend a hand 'mongst the folks 'round here, just a little you know, as he does 'mongst the poor people he goes to see. But I've got some other things to do too. I've got some money to pay back, an' I've got to find a feller that I helped to pull down."
And thereupon, Tode told the story of Mrs. Russell's pocketbook and her search for Jack Finney. He told it all quite frankly, not trying in the least to excuse or lessen his own guilt in the matter.
"It will take you a long time to save up so much money, Tode," Nan said when he paused.
"Yes, unless I can find some way to earn more, but I can't help that. I'll do the best I can, an' I've got some notions in my head."
He talked over with her some of his plans and projects, and as she listened, she thought to herself, "He's getting 'way ahead of me, but I'm afraid he'll get into trouble at first."
And she was not mistaken. Tode was now so thoroughly in earnest himself that he forgot to take into consideration the fact that those whom he meant to help up might prefer to be left to go down in their own fas.h.i.+on. His old a.s.sociates speedily discovered that a great change had come over Tode Bryan, and the change did not meet with their approval. They called it "mighty cheeky" of him to be "pokin'
his nose" into their affairs, and they would show him that he'd better stop it. So Tode soon found himself exceedingly unpopular, and, what was worse, in a way, under a boycott that threatened to ruin his business.
He fell into the way of carrying his trials and perplexities to Nan, and talking them over with her. She had plenty of that common sense, which is not very common after all, and she often made him see the reason of his failures, while at the same time he was sure of her sympathy.
One evening Tode appeared in her room with his little Testament in his hand. There was a perplexed expression in his eyes as he said, "Nan, 'bout readin' this, you know--I've been peggin' away at the first part, an' I can't make nothin' of it. It's just a string of funny words, names, I s'pose. _I_ don't see no sense to it."
Nan glanced at the page to which he had opened. It was the first chapter of Matthew.
"Oh, that's all it is, just a lot of names. You can skip all that, Tode," she answered, easily.
"No I can't, neither," replied the boy, decidedly. "If I begin to skip, no knowin' where I'll stop. If it's readin' this book that makes folks good, I've got to know all 'bout it. Say, can't you read this with me an' tell me how to call all these jawbreakers?"
Nan looked rather shocked at the boy's free and easy reference to the Book, but seeing from his grave face and serious manner that he was very much in earnest, she sat down with him, and the two young heads bent over the page together.
"I remember reading this chapter with mother," Nan said, gently, "and she told me how to p.r.o.nounce these names, but I can't remember all of them now. I'll do the best I can, though," and she read slowly the first seventeen verses, Tode repeating each name after her.
"Whew!" he exclaimed, in a tone of intense relief, when the task was ended, "that's 'bout the toughest job ever I tackled."
"Well, you see, you needn't read all that again. The rest of the chapter is different. It's all about Jesus," Nan said.
Tode read the remaining verses slowly by himself, but he shook his head in a dissatisfied way as he closed the book. "That's easier than the names to read, but I don't seem to get much out of it. Guess I'm too thick-headed," he said, in a discouraged tone.
"Tode," exclaimed Nan, suddenly, "you ought to go to some Sunday-school. Then you'd learn all about the Bible and the things you want to know."
"Might be a good scheme, that's a fact," he answered, thoughtfully. "Reckon I'll try it on anyhow, an' see how it works."
"Yes, do. I always used to go before mother was sick. If you have a good teacher you'll like it, I'm sure."
"There's a mission school down near my stand. I'll have a try at it next Sunday an' see what it's like," Tode said.
So the very next day he went to the mission chapel, and, from the notice on the door, found out the hours of service, and the following Sunday he was on hand in due season. As he went somewhat doubtfully up the steps, he saw in the vestibule a young man, who stepped forward and held out his hand, saying cordially,
"Glad to see you here. Are you a stranger?"
Tode wasn't quite sure what a stranger might be, but he muttered, "I ain't never been here before."
"Then I'm glad I happened to meet you. Will you come into my cla.s.s?"
Tode nodded and followed the young man into the chapel, which was already nearly full of boys and girls.
"My name is Scott. What is yours?" inquired the stranger, as he led the way to his own corner of the room.
Tode gave his name, and Mr. Scott introduced him to half a dozen boys who had already taken their places in his cla.s.s. One of these boys was d.i.c.k Hunt. He gave Tode a careless nod by way of greeting, as the latter dropped into the seat next him.
To Tode's great satisfaction the lesson chanced to be on the birth of the Lord Jesus, and Mr. Scott told the boys the whole story so clearly and vividly, that Tode at least was intensely interested. It was all new and fresh to him, and he was listening eagerly to every word, when suddenly d.i.c.k Hunt ran a long pin deep into his leg. The pain made him start and almost cry out, but he suppressed the cry as he turned and gave d.i.c.k a savage pinch that made him writhe, as he exclaimed in a threatening tone, "You stop that!"
Mr. Scott turned grave, inquiring eyes on the two, as he asked:
"What's the matter, d.i.c.k?"
"He's a pinchin' me--Tode Bryan is. He give me an awful tweak when you wasn't a lookin'."
"Is that so?" Mr. Scott asked, and Tode, with a scornfully defiant glance at d.i.c.k, answered promptly, "Yes."
"I am sorry, Tode," said Mr. Scott; "you can sit here on the other side."
Tode's face flushed a little as he changed his seat, but now another of the boys, having a grudge against d.i.c.k, cried out,
"Hunt stuck a pin in him first; I seen him do it."
"You hush up!" muttered d.i.c.k, with a scowl.
Just then the superintendent's bell sounded and the lesson time was over.
When the school was dismissed, Mr. Scott detained Tode.
"Why didn't you tell me that d.i.c.k had stuck a pin into you first," the teacher asked, rapidly turning the leaves of his Bible as he spoke.
"I ain't a sneak like he is," answered Tode, briefly.
Mr. Scott found the place that he wanted, and keeping his finger between the leaves, looked thoughtfully at the boy before him.
"You told me that your name is Tode. That is what the boys call you. It isn't your real name, is it?" he asked, with a friendly look.
Tode puckered his forehead into a puzzled frown at the question.
"N-no," he answered, slowly. "There's some more to it, but I can't think what 'tis. Wish't I could."
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