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Coals of Fire
by
“I shall have to give my note for this.”
“Just as you please, Mr. Grasper, it is all the same to me,” replied Layton, indifferently. “I had as lief have your note as your money.”
Grasper felt his cheek burn. For the hundredth time, he repented of one act in his life.
A few months after this, Grasper found himself very hard pressed to meet his payments. He had been on the borrowing list for a good while, and had drawn so often and so largely upon business friends, that he had almost worn out his welcome. For one of his heavy days he had been endeavouring to make provision in advance, but had not succeeded in obtaining all the money needed, when the day arrived. In his extremity, and as a last resort, yet with a most heart-sinking reluctance, he called in to see Layton.
“Have you seven hundred dollars more than you want to-day?” he asked, in a tone that betrayed his unwillingness to ask the favour, although he strove to appear indifferent.
“I have, and it’s at your service,” was promptly and cheerfully replied. “Shall I fill you a check?”
“If you please,” said Grasper; “I have a very heavy payment to make to-day, and find money tighter than usual. When do you with me to return it to you?” he asked, as he took the check.
“Oh! in three or four days. Will that do?”
“It will suit me exactly. I am very much obliged to you, indeed.”
“You are very welcome. I shall always be happy to accommodate you in a similar way. I generally have something over.”
When Grasper returned to his own store, his cheek burned, his heart beat quicker, and his breathing was oppressed. He felt humbled in his own eyes. To the man whom he once so cruelly wronged he had been compelled to go for a favour, and that man had generously returned him good for evil. He was unhappy until he could replace the money he had borrowed, which was in a day or two, and even then he still felt very uncomfortable.
After this, Grasper of course was frequently driven to the necessity of getting temporary loans from Layton, which were always made in a way which showed that it gave his neighbour real pleasure to accommodate him.
Gradually, difficulties gathered around Grasper so thickly, that he found it almost impossible to keep his head above water. Two thirds of his time were spent in efforts to raise money to meet his payments, and the other third in brooding sadly and inactively over the embarrassed condition of his affairs. This being the case, his business suffered inevitably. Instead of going on and making handsome profits, as he had once done, he was actually losing money, and that, too, rapidly; for, when he bought, he often made imprudent purchases, and when he sold, he made three bad debts where he formerly made one.
At last, a crisis came in his affairs, as come it must, sooner or later, under such a system. A stoppage and ruin he saw to be inevitable. He owed more borrowed money than he could possibly return within the time for which he had obtained it, and had, besides, large payments to make in bank within the period. Any effort to get through, he saw would be hopeless, and he determined to give up; not, however, without securing something for himself.
“Twenty cents less in the dollar for my creditors,” he argued, “will not kill them, and that difference will be quite important to me. When the storm blows over, it will give me the means of hoisting sail again.”
At this time, Grasper owed Layton two thousand dollars borrowed money, and two thousand dollars in notes of hand, given for goods purchased of him.
“It won’t do,” he said to himself, “to let him lose any thing. I should never be able to look him in the face again, after what has happened between us. No–no–I must see him safe.”