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“But I am sure he will not do so.”

“But what is your guarantee?”

“The impression that my act has evidently made upon him. If I had, besides hushing up the whole matter, kept him still in my store, he might again have been tempted. But the comparatively light punishment of dismissing him with a good character, will prove a salutary check upon him.”

“Don’t you believe it.”

“I will believe it, until I see evidence to the contrary. You are too suspicious–too uncharitable, my good friend. I am always inclined to think the best of every one. Give the poor fellow another chance for his life, say I.”

“I hope it may all turn out right.”

“I am sure it will,” returned Mr. May. “Many and many a young man is driven to ruin by having all confidence withdrawn from him, after his first error. Depend upon it, such a course is not right.”

“I perfectly agree with you, Mr. May, that we should not utterly condemn and cast off a man for a single fault. But, it is one thing to bear with a fault, and encourage a failing brother man to better courses, and another to give an individual whom we know to be dishonest, a certificate of good character.”

“Yes, but I am not so sure the young man we are speaking about is dishonest.”

“Didn’t he rob you?”

“Don’t say rob. That is too hard a word. He did take a little from me; but it wasn’t much, and there were peculiar circumstances.”

“Are you sure that under other peculiar circumstances, he would not have taken much more from you?”

“I don’t believe he would.”

“I wouldn’t trust him.”

“You are too suspicious–too uncharitable, as I have already said. I can’t be so. I always try to think the best of every one.”

Finding that it was no use to talk, the neighbor said but little more on the subject.

About a year afterwards the young man’s new employer, who, on the faith of Mr. May’s recommendation, had placed great confidence in him, discovered that he had been robbed of several thousand dollars. The robbery was clearly traced to this clerk, who was arrested, tried, and sentenced to three years imprisonment in the Penitentiary.

“It seems that all your charity was lost on that young scoundrel, Blake,” said the individual whose conversation with Mr. May has just been given.

“Poor fellow!” was the pitying reply. “I am most grievously disappointed in him. I never believed that he would turn out so badly.”

“You might have known it after he had swindled you. A man who will steal a sheep, needs only to be assured of impunity, to rob the mail. The principle is the same. A rogue is a rogue, whether it be for a pin or a pound.”

“Well, well–people differ in these matters. I never look at the worst side only. How could Dayton find it in his heart to send that poor fellow to the State Prison! I wouldn’t have done it, if he had taken all I possess. It was downright vindictiveness in him.”

“It was simple justice. He could not have done otherwise. Blake had not only wronged him, but he had violated the laws and to the laws he was bound to give him up.”

“Give up a poor, erring young man, to the stern, unbending, unfeeling laws! No one is bound to do that. It is cruel, and no one is under the necessity of being cruel.”

“It is simply just, Mr. May, as I view it. And, further, really more just to give up the culprit to the law he has knowingly and wilfully violated, than to let him escape its penalties.”

Mr. May shook his head.

“I certainly cannot see the charity of locking up a young man for three or four years in prison, and utterly and forever disgracing him.”

“It is great evil to steal?” said the neighbor.

“O, certainly–a great sin.”

“And the law made for its punishment is just?”

“Yes, I suppose so.”