our young student could not have been more favorably situated for study, and we may well believe that he made the best use of his advantages. i shall not describe his course at length, or in detail, but confine myself to such personal details as are likely to interest my reader.

in november a rare pleasure awaited him. a gentleman of means, mr. taylor baldwin, who had some occasion for his services, engaged him to accompany him on a leisurely journey in parts of new england and new york, not only defraying his expenses, but recompensing him liberally. i can do no better than quote the young man’s description of it in a letter to his friend bingham, dated jan. 2d, 1805:

“figure to yourself a large room in the third story of a brick building, in the center of boston, a sea-coal fire, and a most enormous writing-table with half a cord of books on it. then figure further to yourself your most obedient, with his back to the fire, and his face to the table, writing by candle-light, and you will precisely see a ‘happy fellow.’ there now is a famous dash at description! now let me try my talent at narration.

“well, then, on the fifth day of november, being election day, at just twenty-seven minutes and a half past twelve, i left mrs. whitwell’s, court street, boston, and on the twenty-eighth day of the same month, at one o’clock p.m., arrived at time same mrs. whitwell’s, in the same court street. you can easily determine from the above account where i went!! if, however, you should be puzzled, i will tell you to albany. yes, james, i have even been to albany. i cannot now tell you why, nor for what, but it was in a hackney coach, with a pair of nimble trotters, a smart coachman before, and a footman on horseback behind. there’s style for you! moreover, i had my friend at my elbow.... my expenses were all amply paid, and on my return i put my hand in my pocket, and found one hundred and twenty dear delightfuls! is not that good luck? and these dear delightfuls were, ’pon honor, all my own, yes, every dog of ’em. now don’t you think i would jump to go to albany again! but to be serious, i really went to albany, in november, with a gentleman of this town, for which i received the above reward; and i’m so proud to have a dollar of my own i was determined to tell you of it. of my journey and all that i saw and heard i cannot give you a particular account now.”

the journey above mentioned was through springfield to albany, thence down to hudson, returning by way of hartford and providence to boston. taken by rail it would not be much of a journey, but traveling by easy stages across the country, it must have been full of enjoyment to a young man wholly new to journeys of any kind.

daniel’s description of albany in a letter to his brother is an amusing one.

“albany is no despicable place. to be sure it is irregular and without form. its houses are generally old and poor-looking—its streets are rather dirty—but there are many exceptions. a part of the town is very high, overlooking the river in a very pleasant manner, and affording many fine seats. some handsome buildings ornament the town. the dutch reformed church and the new state bank would not disgrace state street (boston). here are all sorts of people, both greek and jew, englishman and dutchman, negro and indian. almost everybody speaks english occasionally, though i have heard them speak among themselves in a lingo which i never learned even at the indian charity school. the river here is half a mile wide, that is, i should think so; and, if i think wrong, you: must look at dr. morse and correct me.”

the cosmopolitan character of albany nearly eighty years since, when it probably contained not over five thousand inhabitants, is certainly rather amazing, and i can conceive the modern albanian reading the description given above with considerable surprise. but daniel was at an age and in a state of inexperience in which everything new is wonderful, and he certainly saw everything under very pleasant circumstances.

from a letter written by his sister it appears that the young law student was paid seven dollars a day for his company by his rich and eccentric companion, who, if he lived to know of webster’s eminence, probably concluded that the price was by no means exorbitant.

in the letter of sally webster, already referred to, there is a passage which will amuse my young readers. “before i have finished my nonsense i must tell you that our neighbors opposite the door fought a duel the other day, one with the gridiron, the other with the candlestick. the female, however, came off victorious, and he, with all speed, ran here with some lint and rum, to be applied immediately, for he was bleeding to death with a wound in his head caused by the gridiron.”

it is evident that if the women of new hampshire were not strong-minded, there were some who were strong-armed, and calculated to strike terror in an average husband.

meanwhile how were things going at the early home of the future statesman in new hampshire? judge webster no doubt experienced satisfaction in knowing that the two sons for whom he had hoped so much, and sacrificed so much, were now possessors of a collegiate education, and in a fair way to make their own way in the world. but he was not without his anxieties. to obtain that education he had been obliged to mortgage his small estate for nearly all it was worth. he was sixty-five years of age, and a life of labor and exposure had made him old before his time. he could not look for many years more of life, and he might die before his two boys were able to support themselves by their professional labors, without speaking of taking his place at home. but he had been sustained by one hope, which finally seemed in a way of being realized. the clerk of the court of common pleas, of which he was an associate judge, died. chief justice farrar, knowing the family circumstances of his associate, immediately placed the office at his disposal for his son daniel.

for that day it was a lucrative office, paying much more than a judgeship. the emoluments were fifteen hundred dollars a year, and that would be a competence to a young man brought up like daniel. it would make life easy to him, and enable him to smooth the pathway of his father, and release the homestead from mortgage.

with glad heart judge webster wrote to daniel of his good fortune, and daniel on his side was elated. he felt that it would make him independent, that he would pay off the family debt, and assist his brother ezekiel.

so, full of the good news, he went over to the office in the morning, and with a beaming face acquainted mr. gore with the offer he had received, and then waited to receive his congratulations.

“well, my young friend,” said he, “the gentlemen have been very kind to you; i am glad of it. you must thank them for it. certainly they are very good; you must write them a civil letter. you will write immediately, of course.”

“i feel their kindness and liberality very deeply,” answered daniel. “i shall certainly thank them in the best manner i am able, but, as i shall go to salisbury so soon, i hardly think it is necessary to write.”

“why,” said mr. gore, seeming greatly surprised, “you surely don’t mean to accept it?”

daniel was astounded. not to accept such a magnificent proposal! as soon as he could speak he said that he had no thought of anything else but acceptance.

“well,” said mr. gore, “you must decide for yourself; but come, sit down, and let us talk it over. the office is worth fifteen hundred a year, you say; well, it never will be worth any more. ten to one if they find out it is so much the fees will be reduced. you are appointed now by friends; others may fill their places who are of different opinions, and who have friends of their own to provide for. you will lose your place; or, supposing you to retain it, what are you but a clerk for life? and your prospects as a lawyer are good enough to encourage you to go on. go on, and finish your studies; you are poor enough, but there are greater evils than poverty; live on no man’s favor; what bread you do eat let it be the bread of independence; pursue your profession, make yourself useful to your friends, and a little formidable to your enemies, and you have nothing to fear.”

daniel hardly knew what to think or to say. it was presenting the subject from a very different point of view. he had looked forward to this office as a thing greatly to be desired. it had been the height of his ambition, and now his legal instructor, a man whose opinion he greatly valued, told him he must give it up. he was indeed flattered and encouraged by the eminent lawyer’s estimate of his talents and prospects, an estimate far beyond any he had formed for himself, for daniel, as i have already had occasion to say, was modest, and wholly ignorant of the extent of his powers.

it was not that he expected to enjoy a clerkship. he knew he should not, but he had been struggling so long with poverty that the prospect of a competency was most alluring. besides he was a good son and a good brother. he knew how much his father’s mind would be relieved, how he could help his favorite brother, and it seemed very hard to resign such a piece of fortune.

“go home and think it over,” said mr. gore, “and come back in the morning, and we will have another talk.”

daniel followed his advice, but passed a sleepless night.