I'm on the job all day and a good part of the night, and standing up
all the time. And I don't get no holidays either--and I only get
twelve a week. And I've a wife and a new baby. So what's a man to do?"
Now, strange as it may seem, this unfolded a new view to Samuel. He
had always supposed that bartenders and saloonkeepers were such from
innate depravity. Could it really be that they were driven to the
trade?
The bare idea was enough to set his zeal in a blaze. "Listen," he
said. "Suppose I were to find you some kind of honest work, so that
you could earn a living. Would you promise to reform?"
"Do you mean would I quit Callahan's? Why, sure I would."
"Ah!" exclaimed the boy in delight.
"But it'd have to be a steady job," put in the other. "I can take no
chances with the baby."
"That's all right," said Samuel. "I'll get you what you want."
"Gee, young feller!" exclaimed Finnegan. "Do you carry 'em round in
your pockets?"
"No," said Samuel, "but Dr. Vince asked me to help him; and I'm going
to tell him about you."
And so, forthwith, he made his way to the doctor's house, and was
ushered into the presence of the unhappy clergyman. He stated his
case; and the other threw up his hands in despair.
"Really," he exclaimed, "this is too much, Samuel! I can't find
employment for everyone in Lockmanville."
"But, doctor!" protested Samuel, "I don't think you understand.
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