Lesson 7 Do not Meddle

About twenty years ago there lived a singular gentleman in the Old Hall among the elm trees. He was about three-score years of age,very rich,and somewhat odd in many of his habits,but for generosity and benevolence he had no equal.

No poor cottager stood in need of comforts,which he was not ready to supply; no sick man or woman languished for want of his assistance; and not even a beggar,unless a known impostor,went empty-handed from the Hall. Like the village pastor described in Goldsmith's poem of "The Deserted Village,"

"His house was known to all the vagrant train;

He chid their wand'rings,but relieved their pain;

The long-remembered beggar was his guest,

Whose beard descending swept his aged breast."

Now it happened that the old gentleman wanted a boy to wait upon him at table,and to attend him in different ways,for he was very fond of young people. But much as he liked the society of the young,he had a great aversion to that curiosity in which many young people are apt to indulge. He used to say,"The boy who will peep into a drawer will be tempted to take something out of it; and he who will steal a penny in his youth will steal a pound in his manhood."

No sooner was it known that the old gentleman was in want of a boy than twenty applications were made for the situation; but he determined not to engage anyone until he had in some way ascertained that he did not possess a curious,prying disposition.

On Monday morning seven lads,dressed in their Sunday clothes,with bright and happy faces,made their appearance at the Hall,each of them desiring to obtain the situation.Now the old gentleman,being of a singular disposition,had prepared a room in such a way that he might easily know if any of the young people who applied were given to meddle unnecessarily with things around them,or to peep into cupboards and drawers. He took care that the lads who were then at Elm Tree Hall should be shown into this room one after another.

And first,Charles Brown was sent into the room,and told that he would have to wait a little. So Charles sat down on a chair near the door. For some time he was very quiet,and looked about him; but there seemed to be so many curious things in the room that at last he got up to peep at them.

On the table was placed a dish cover,and Charles wanted sadly to know what was under it,but he felt afraid of lifting it up. Bad habits are strong things; and,as Charles was of a curious disposition,he could not withstand the temptation of taking one peep. So he lifted up the cover.

This turned out to be a sad affair; for under the dish cover was a heap of very light feathers; part of the feathers,drawn up by a current of air,flew about the room,and Charles,in his fright,putting the cover down hastily,puffed the rest of them off the table.

What was to be done? Charles began to pick up the feathers one by one; but the old gentleman,who was in an adjoining room,hearing a scuffle,and guessing the cause of it,entered the room,to the consternation of Charles Brown,who was very soon dismissed as a boy who had not principle enough to resist even a slight temptation.

When the room was once more arranged,Henry Wilkins was placed there until such time as he should be sent for. No sooner was he left to himself than his attention was attracted by a plate of fine,ripe cherries. Now Henry was uncommonly fond of cherries,and he thought it would be impossible to miss one cherry among so many. He looked and longed,and longed and looked,for some time,and just as he had got off his seat to take one,he heard,as he thought,a foot coming to the door; but no,it was a false alarm.

Taking fresh courage,he went cautiously and took a very fine cherry,for he was determined to take but one,and put it into his mouth. It was excellent; and then he persuaded himself that he ran no risk in taking another; this he did,and hastily popped it into his mouth.

Now,the old gentleman had placed a few artificial cherries at the top of the others,filled with Cayenne pepper; one of these Henry had unfortunately taken,and it made his month smart and burn most intolerably. The old gentleman heard him coughing,and knew very well what was the matter. The boy that would take what did not belong to him,if no more than a cherry,was not the boy for him. Henry Wilkins was sent about his business without delay,with his mouth almost as hot as if he had put a burning coal in to it.

Rufus Wilson was next introduced into the room and left to himself; but he had not been there ten minutes before he began to move from one place to another. He was of a bold,resolute temper,but not overburdened with principle; for if he could have opened every cupboard,closet,and drawer in the house,without being found out,he would have done it directly.

Having looked around the room,he noticed a drawer to the table,and made up his mind to peep therein. But no sooner did he lay hold of the drawer knob than he set a large bell ringing,which was concealed under the table. The old gentleman immediately answered the summons,and entered the room.

Rufus was so startled by the sudden ringing of the bell,that all his impudence could not support him. He looked as though anyone might knock him down with a feather. The old gentleman asked him if he had rung the bell because he wanted anything. Rufus was much confused,and stammered,and tried to excuse himself,but all to no purpose,for it did not prevent him from being ordered off the premises.

George Jones was then shown into the room by an old steward; and being of a cautious disposition,he touched nothing,but only looked at the things about him. At last he saw that a closet door was a little open,and,thinking it would be impossible for anyone to know that he had opened it a little more,he very cautiously opened it an inch farther,looking down at the bottom of the door,that it might not catch against anything and make a noise.

Now had he looked at the top,instead of the bottom,it might have been better for him;for to the top of the door was fastened a plug,which filled up the hole of a small barrel of shot. He ventured to open the door another inch,and then another,till,the plug being pulled out of the barrel,the leaden shot began to pour out at a strange rate. At the bottom of the closet was placed a tin pan,and the shot falling upon this pan made such a clatter that George was frightened half out of his senses.

The old gentleman soon came into the room to inquire what was the matter,and there he found George nearly as pale as a sheet. George was soon dismissed.

It now came the turn of Albert Jenkins to be put into the room. The other boys had been sent to their homes by different ways,and no one knew what the experience of the other had been in the room of trial.

On the table stood a small round box,with a screw top to it,and Albert,thinking it contained something curious,could not be easy without unscrewing the top; but no sooner did he do this than out bounced an artificial snake,full a yard long,and fell upon his arm.He started back,and uttered a scream which brought the old gentleman to his elbow. There stood Albert,with the bottom of the box in one hand,the top in the other,and the snake on the floor.

"Come,come," said the old gentleman,"one snake is quite enough to have in the house at a time; therefore,the sooner you are gone the better." With that he dismissed him,without waiting a moment for his reply.

William Smith next entered the room,and being left alone soon began to amuse himself in looking at the curiosities around him. William was not only curious and prying,but dishonest,too,and observing that the key was left in the drawer of a bookcase,he stepped on tiptoe in that direction. The key had a wire fastened to it,which communicated with an electrical machine,and William received such a shock as he was not likely to forget. No sooner did he sufficiently recover himself to walk,than he was told to leave the house,and let other people lock and unlock their own drawers.

The other boy was Harry Gordon,and though he was left in the room full twenty minutes,he never during that time stirred from his chair. Harry had eyes in his head as well as the others,but he had more integrity in his heart; neither the dish cover,the cherries,the drawer knob,the closet door,the round box,nor the key tempted him to rise from his feet; and the consequence was that,in half an hour after,he was engaged in the service of the old gentleman at Elm Tree Hall. He followed his good old master to his grave,and received a large legacy for his upright conduct in his service.