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1、【英文读物】Making His Way Frank Courtneys Struggle UpwardCHAPTER I TWO SCHOOL FRIENDS Two boys were walking in the campus of the Bridgeville Academy. They were apparently of about the same agesomewhere from fifteen to sixteenbut there was a considerable difference in their attire. Herbert Grant was neatl

2、y but coarsely dressed, and his shoes were of cowhide, but his face indicated a frank, sincere nature, and was expressive of intelligence. His companion was dressed in a suit of fine cloth, his linen was of the finest, his shoes were calfskin, and he had the indefinable air of a boy who had been rea

3、red in luxury. He had not the broad, open face of his friendfor the two boys were close friendsbut his features were finely chiseled, indicating a share of pride, and a bold, self-reliant nature. He, too, was an attractive boy, and in spite of his pride possessed a warm, affectionate heart and sterl

4、ing qualities, likely to endear him to those who could read and understand him. His name was Frank Courtney, and he is the hero of my story. Have you written your Latin exercises, Frank? asked Herbert. Yes; I finished them an hour ago. I was going to ask you to write them with me. It is pleasanter t

5、o study in company. Provided you have the right sort of company, rejoined Frank. Am I the right sort of company? inquired Herbert, with a smile. You hardly need to ask that, Herbert. Are we not always together? If I did not like your company, I should not seek it so persistently. I dont care to boas

6、t, but I have plenty of offers of companionship which I dont care to accept. There is Bob Stickney, for instance, who is always inviting me to his room; but you know what he isa lazy fellow, who cares more to have a good time than to study. Then there is James Cameron, a conceited, empty-headed fell

7、ow, who is very disagreeable to me. You dont mention your stepbrother, Mark Manning. For two reasonshe doesnt care for my company, and of all the boys I dislike him the most. I dont like him myself. But why do you dislike him so much? Because he is a sneaka crafty, deceitful fellow, always scheming

8、for his own interest. He hates me, but he doesnt dare to show it. His father is my mothers husband, but the property is hers, and will be mine. He thinks he may some day be dependent on me, and he conceals his dislike in order to stand the better chance by and by. Heaven grant that it may be long be

9、fore my dear mother is called away! How did she happen to marry again, Frank? I can hardly tell. It was a great grief to me. Mr. Manning was a penniless lawyer, who ingratiated himself with my mother, and persecuted her till she consented to marry him. He is very soft-spoken, and very plausible, and

10、 he managed to make motherwho has been an invalid for yearsthink that it would be the best thing for her to delegate her cares to him, and provide me with a second father. Frank did not like his stepfather, he did not trust him. Your stepbrother, Mark Manning, enjoys the same advantages as yourself,

11、 does he not? inquired Herbert. Yes. Then his fathers marriage proved a good thing for him. That is true. When he first came to the house he was poorly dressed, and had evidently been used to living in a poor way. He was at once provided with a complete outfit as good as my own, and from that time a

12、s much has been spent on him as on me. Dont think that I am mean enough to grudge him any part of the money expended upon him. If he were like you, I could like him, and enjoy his society; but he is just another as his father. Here Herberts attention was drawn to a boy who was approaching with a yel

13、low envelope in his hand. Frank, he said, suddenly, theres Mark Manning. He looks as if he had something to say to you. He has either a letter or a telegram in his hand.CHAPTER II THE TELEGRAM Franks heart gave a great bound at the suggestion of a telegram. A telegram could mean but one thingthat hi

14、s mother had become suddenly worse. He hurried to meet his stepbrother. Is that a telegram, Mark? he asked, anxiously. Yes. Is it anything about mother? Tell me quick! Read it for yourself, Frank. Frank drew the telegram from the envelope, and read it hastily: My wife is very sick. I wish you and Fr

15、ank to come home at once. When does the next train start, Herbert? asked Frank, pale with apprehension. In an hour. I shall go by that train. I dont think I can get ready so soon, said Mark, deliberately. Then you can come by yourself, replied Frank, impetuously. I beg your pardon, Mark, he added. I

16、 cannot expect you to feel as I do. It is not your mother. It is my stepmother, said Mark. That is quite different. But I must not linger here. I will go at once to Dr. Brush, and tell him of my summons home. Good-bye, Herbert, till we meet again. I will go with you to the depot, Frank, said his fri

17、end, sympathizingly. Dont wait for me. Go ahead, and make your preparation for the journey. I will be at your room in a quarter of an hour. You wont go by the next train, Mark? said Herbert. No. I dont care to rush about as Frank is doing. You would if it were your own mother who was so ill. I am no

18、t sure. It wouldnt do any good, would it? You would naturally feel anxious, said Herbert. Oh, yes, I suppose so! answered Mark, indifferently. Mark Manning was slender and dark, with a soft voice and rather effeminate ways. He didnt care for the rough sports in which most boys delight; never played

19、baseball or took part in athletic exercises, but liked to walk about, sprucely dressed, and had even been seen on the campus on a Saturday afternoon with his hands incased in kid gloves. For this, however, he was so ridiculed and laughed at that he had to draw them off and replace them in his pocket

20、. As Frank and Herbert walked together to the railway station, the latter said: It seems to me, Frank, that the telegram should have been sent to you, rather than to Mark Manning. You are the one who is most interested in the contents. I thought of that, Herbert, but I was too much affected by the c

21、ontents to speak of it. I am not surprised, however. It is like Mr. Manning. It jarred upon me to have him speak of mother as his wife. She is so, but I never could reconcile myself to the fact. Do you remember your fatheryour own father, Frank? You need not have said your own father. I dont recogni

22、ze Mr. Manning as a father, at all. Yes, I remember him. I was eight years old when he died. He was a fine-looking man, always kinda man to be loved and respected. There was not a particle of similarity between him and Mr. Manning. He was strong and manly. How did it happen that he died so young? He

23、 was the victim of a railway accident. He had gone to New York on business, and was expected back on a certain day. The train on which he was a passenger collided with a freight train, and my poor father was among the passengers who were killed. The news was almost too much for my poor mother, altho

24、ugh she had not yet become an invalid. It brought on a fit of sickness lasting for three months. She has never been altogether well since. After all, Frank, the gifts of fortune, or rather Providence, are not so unequally distributed as at first appears. You are rich, but fatherless. I am poor enoug

25、h but my father and mother are both spared to me. I would gladly accept poverty if my father could be restored to life, and my mother be spared to me for twenty years to come. I am sure you would, Frank, said Herbert. Money is valuable, but there are some things far more so. They had reached the sta

26、tion by this time, and it was nearly the time for the train to start. Frank bought his ticket, and the two friends shook hands and bade each other good-bye. In an hour Frank was walking up the long avenue leading to the front door of the mansion. The door was opened by his stepfather. How is mother?

27、 asked Frank, anxiously. I am grieved to say that she is very sick, said Mr. Manning, in a soft voice. She had a copious hemorrhage this morning, which has weakened her very much. Is she in danger? asked Frank, anxiously. I fear she is, said Mr. Manning. I suppose I can see her? Yes; but it will be

28、better not to make her talk much. I will be careful, sir. Frank waited no longer, but hurried to his mothers chamber. As he entered, and his glance fell on the bed and its occupant, he was shocked by the pale and ghastly appearance of the mother whom he so dearly loved. The thought came to him at on

29、ce: She cannot live. He found it difficult to repress a rising sob, but he did so for his mothers sake. He thought that it might affect her injuriously if he should display emotion. His mother smiled faintly as he approached the bed. Mother, said Frank, kneeling by the bedside, are you very weak? Ye

30、s, Frank, she answered, almost in a whisper. I think I am going to leave you. Oh, dont say that, mother! burst forth in anguish from Franks lips. Try to live for my sake. I should like to live, my dear boy, whispered his mother; but if it is Gods will that I should die, I must be reconciled. I leave

31、 you in his care. Here Mr. Manning entered the room. You will be kind to my boy? said the dying mother. Can you doubt it, my dear? replied her husband, in the soft tones Frank so much disliked. I will care for him as if he were my own. Thank you. Then I shall die easy. Dont speak any more, mother. I

32、t will tire you, and perhaps bring on another hemorrhage. Frank is right, my dear. You had better not exert yourself any more at present. Didnt Mark come with you? asked Mr. Manning of Frank. No, sir. I am surprised that he should not have done so. I sent for him as well as you. I believe he is comi

33、ng by the next train, said Frank, indifferently. He thought he could not get ready in time for my train. He should not have left you to come at such a time. I didnt wish him to inconvenience himself, Mr. Manning. If it had been his mother, it would have been different. Mr. Manning did not reply. He

34、understood very well that there was no love lost between Mark and his stepson.CHAPTER III FRANKS BEREAVEMENT Early in the evening Mark made his appearance. Supper had been over for an hour, and everything was cold. In a house where there is sickness, the regular course of things is necessarily inter

35、rupted, and, because he could not have his wants attended to immediately, Mark saw fit to grumble and scold the servants. He was not a favorite with them, and they did not choose to be bullied. Deborah, who had been in the house for ten years, and so assumed the independence of an old servant, sharp

36、ly reprimanded the spoiled boy. You ought to be ashamed, Mr. Mark, she said, of making such a fuss when my poor mistress lies upstairs at the point of death. Do you know who you are talking to? demanded Mark, imperiously, for he could, when speaking with those whom he regarded as inferiors, exchange

37、 his soft tones for a voice of authority. I ought to know by this time, answered Deborah, contemptuously. There is no other in the house like you, I am glad to say. You are very impertinent. You forget that you are nothing but a servant. A servant has the right to be decently treated, Mr. Mark. If y

38、ou dont look out, said Mark, in a blustering tone, I will report you to my father, and have you kicked out of the house. Deborah was naturally incensed at this rude speech, but she was spared the trouble of replying. Frank entered the room at this moment in time to hear Marks last speech. What is th

39、is about being kicked out of the house? he asked, looking from Mark to Deborah, in a tone of unconscious authority, which displeased his stepbrother. That is my business, replied Mark, shortly. Mr. Mark has threatened to have me kicked out of the house because he has to wait for his supper, said Deb

40、orah. It wasnt for that. It was because you were impertinent. All the same, I think it is shameful that I cant get anything to eat. I regret, Mark, said Frank, with cool sarcasm, that you should be inconvenienced about your meals. Perhaps you will excuse it, as my poor mother is so sick that she req

41、uires extra attention from the servants. Deborah, if possible, dont let Mark wait much longer. It seems to be very important that he should have his supper. He shall have it, assured Deborah, rather enjoying the way in which Mark was put down; that is, if he dont get me kicked out of the house. You

42、had better not make any such threats in the future, Mark, said Frank, significantly. Whos to hinder? blustered Mark. I am, answered Frank, pointedly. You are nothing but a boy like me, retorted Mark. My mother is mistress here, and I represent her. Things may change soon, muttered Mark; but Frank ha

43、d left the room and did not hear him. Mark did not trouble himself even to inquire for his stepmother, but went out to the stable and lounged about until bedtime. He seemed very much bored, and so expressed himself. Frank wished to sit up all night with his mother, but, as she had a professional nur

44、se, it was thought best that he should obtain his regular rest, the nurse promising to call the family if any change should be apparent in her patients condition. About half-past four in the morning there was a summons. Mrs. Manning is worse, said the nurse. I dont think she can last long. One last

45、glance of lovethough she could no longer speakassured Frank that she knew him and loved him to the last. The memory of that look often came back to him in the years that followed, and he would not have parted with it for anything that earth could give. Just as the clock struck five, his mother breat

46、hed her last. The boy gazed upon the inanimate form, but he was dazed, and could not realize that his mother had left him, never to return. She is gone, said Mr. Manning, softly. Dead! ejaculated Frank. Yes, her sufferings are over. Let us hope she is better off. My boy, I think you had better retur

47、n to your bed. You can do nothing for your mother now. I would rather stay here, said Frank, sadly. I can at least look at her, and soon I shall lose even that comfort. The thought was too much for the poor boy, and he burst into tears. Do as you please, Frank, assented Mr. Manning. I feel for you, and I share in your grief. I will go and tell Mark of our sad loss. He made his way to Marks chamber and entered