Part 10 (1/2)
”That is a long journey for a boy of your age,” said the clerk, looking surprised.
”Yes, sir; but I can't get anything to do at home, and I am going to California to seek my fortune.”
”I hope you will be successful,” said the clerk, with hearty sympathy.
”Will you let me give you a piece of advice?”
”I shall be very glad of it, sir,” responded Tom. ”I find I am quite inexperienced.”
”Then don't trust strangers too readily. It is dangerous.”
”Do you refer to Mr. Graham?” asked Tom, startled.
”Yes, I refer to him, or any other chance acquaintance.”
”Don't you think he is all right?” asked our hero anxiously.
”I don't think he is the son of a rich merchant in New York.”
”Then why should he tell me so?”
Tom was green, and I have no intention of concealing it.
”I can't tell what his designs may be. Did you tell him that you were going to California?”
”Yes, sir.”
”Then he will, of course, conclude that you have money. Did you tell him where you keep it?”
”No, sir. I keep it in a belt around my waist.”
”You are too ready to tell that, though with me the information is safe.
You are to room together. What will be easier, then, for your companion to rob you during the night?”
”I'd better take a room alone,” said Tom, now thoroughly alarmed.
”I should advise you to, in most cases, but at present it may be as well to let things remain as they are, as it will save an awkward explanation.”
”But I don't want to be robbed.”
”We have a safe in the office--there it is--in which we deposit articles of value intrusted to us by our guests. Then we become responsible for them. I advise you to leave your money with us overnight.”
”I will,” said Tom, relieved. ”I shall have to go to my room to remove it.”
”Very well. If you have a watch, or any other valuable, it will be well to put those in our charge also.”
”No, sir, I have nothing of consequence but the money.”
The belt of money was deposited in the safe, and Tom felt relieved. He began to realize for the first time the need of prudence and caution. It had never occurred to him that a nice, gentlemanly-looking man, like Milton Graham, was likely to rob him of his scanty means. Even now he thought there must be some mistake. Still he felt that he had done the right thing in depositing the money with the clerk. The mere thought of losing it, and finding himself high and dry--stranded, so to speak--hundreds of miles from home, made him shudder. On the whole, Tom had learned a valuable, though an unpleasant, lesson. The young are by nature trustful. They are disposed to put confidence in those whom they meet, even for the first time. Unhappily, in a world where there is so much evil as there is in ours, such confidence is not justified. There are too many who make it a business to prey on their fellows, and select in preference the young and inexperienced.