I. I asked no other thing, No other was denied. The mighty merchant smiled. Brazil? He twirled a button, II. Will there really be a morning? Has it feet like water-lilies? Has it feathers like a bird? Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor! Please to tell a little pilgrim Where the place called morning lies! III. Have you a brook in your little heart, And nobody knows, so still it flows, Then look out for the little brook in March, And the snows come hurrying from the hills, And later, in August it may be, When the meadows parching lie, Beware, lest this little brook of life Some burning noon go dry! -Emily Dickinson. AMERICAN FICTION CHAPTER XIV. AMERICAN LIFE IN AMERICAN FICTION. THE RISE Of Silas LapHAM. Lapham had the pride which comes of self-making, and he would not openly lower his crest to the young fellow he had taken into his business. He was going to be obviously master in his own place to every one; and during the hours of business he did nothing to distinguish Corey from the half dozen other clerks and bookkeepers in the outer office, but he was not silent about the fact that Bromfield Corey's son had taken a fancy to come to him. "Did you notice that fellow at the desk facing my typewriter girl? Well, sir, that's the son of Bromfield Corey-old Phillips Corey's grandson. And I'll say this for him, that there isn't a man in the office that looks after his work better. There isn't anything he's too good for. He's right here at nine every morning, before the clock gets in the word. I guess it's his grandfather coming out in him. He's got charge of the foreign correspondence. We're pushing the paint everywhere." He flattered himself that he did not lug the matter in. He had been warned against that by his wife, but he had the right to do Corey justice, and his brag took the form of illustration. "Talk about training for business. I tell you it's all in the man himself! I used to believe in what old Horace Greeley said about college graduates being the poorest kind of horned cattle, but I've changed my mind a little. You take that fellow Corey. He's been through Harvard, and he's had about every advantage that a fellow could have. Been everywhere, |