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"At banquets and dinners and receptions. Too often at college suppers, and by boys not much older than Hu."
"Really?"
"Yes, Ted. Now, my dear, I'm going to give you a lecture. It won't be like the one you heard, last night, for I'm not a temperance orator, only a plain old doctor. Temperance isn't signing the pledge, or keeping it after it is signed; it is keeping one's self free from all kinds of badness and excess, whether it's drinking or smoking, or too much dancing, or tight shoes. It is taking all our pleasures moderately, so that they can never hurt our bodies or our minds. Do you see what I mean?"
"But oughtn't all liquor to be taken away?" she urged, still mindful of the orator's sounding periods.
"Like any other powerful drug. It's one thing to use it, Ted, another to abuse it, as we doctors know. There are times when it must be used, just like any other medicine. Because I give you a dose, one day, you don't need to go on taking it forever, dear."
He paused for a minute, then he went on,--
"That is one side of it,--a side that we must look at. On the other is the horrible danger of forming the habit of taking wine and such things to excess. The suffering is terrible, and the poverty. That comes from intemperance in drink more than from any other form of it; and the only way that it is to be prevented is for us parents to teach our boys and girls all the danger, teach them that, because they want it, there is no excuse for their taking it. If you aren't strong enough to deny yourself something you know is a sin, you haven't learned the first lesson of good living. But it isn't drinking alone; there are other sins that are as bad and as dangerous; and a man or woman, to be strong and pure and good, must turn his back upon them all."
"But I did want to help," Theodora said. "There ought to be something that a girl can do."
"So there is," her father answered quickly.
"What?"
"From now on, through all your young womanhood, be sure you stand on the right side of things. Don't preach. That never does any good. Just frown down any fastness in your friends. Let it be understood that you have nothing to do with a man who drinks and swears, with a girl who is fast or familiar, who laces till she can't breathe, and dances all night with men whom she hardly knows. Let my Teddy, even if she must stand alone, stand for all that is truest and best in women, and the young men and women around her will respect her and try to pull themselves up to her standard. You needn't be a prig, Ted. Be as full of fun as you can; the more, the better, only choose your fun carefully. Your old father knows what he's talking about, and he knows that girls have more influence than most of them are willing to use."
Theodora's cheek was resting against her father's shoulder, and her eyes had drooped.
"I will," she said humbly.
"And remember this, my girlie; I am always here to talk things over with you and advise you. When you are older, perhaps you can help me with my poorer patients. Till then, Teddy, wait, and don't try to do too much.
You're only my little girl yet; and the world is too big for you to understand. Good-night, dear. Now I must go."
It was the last of the lecture; but, simple as it had been, Theodora never lost the memory of the quiet hour in the office, and in after years she learned to know the value of the lesson so gently given.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
"Back again, at last?" Billy looked up with a smile, as Theodora came flying into the room.
"Yes. Have you missed me?"
"Haven't I? You mustn't go off again, Ted. You are altogether too frisky."
"What could I do? Papa took me."
"Had a good time?"
"Beautiful. It's too much for one spring,--three weeks in New York, and this lovely week of driving."
"You had good weather, sure enough. Also, ma'am, you're brown as a squaw. Also, I think your hair has grown."
"Wish 't would; but that's a forbidden subject. I'll tell you one thing, Billy Farrington: if I ever do get any hair again, I'll guard it like the apple of my eye. But what about you?"
"News."
"Oh, what?" she questioned eagerly.
"Well, we went down to see Dr. Parker, last Sat.u.r.day."
"What did he say?"
"That I'm doing as well as could be expected."
"What else? I know there's something good; you show it all over."
Billy tried to draw down his face, failed, gave up the effort, and laughed instead.
"'Tis good, Ted. I told them not to tell you, for I wanted the fun of it. He says I can plan to enter college, a year from this fall; he says in three months I can walk as far as my crutches will take me, and he says in a few years I'll be as well as ever. Isn't it fine? Why, Ted, what's the matter?"
"Nothing; only I'm a goose." And Theodora looked up, her eyes s.h.i.+ning with happy tears. "You know I'm glad, Billy; only I don't know how to say it straight."
"That's all right, Ted. It sort of took my own breath away at first. I couldn't wait to tell you, for you've been the best friend I've had.
You've pulled me through lots of bad places."
Theodora's face was very gentle; but she laughed.
"The chair runs easily, Billy. It didn't take much pulling."
"That's another thing." Billy's face was growing brighter with every moment. "I've said good-by to the chair."
"What do you mean? You can't walk yet?"
"No; but I'm going to have a tricycle that runs with my hands, and I can go wherever I choose. How will you like to have me running away from you?"
"You can't; I'll hang on behind, Billy. A tricycle? How splendid! I believe I envy you more than ever."
"I'll swap my tricycle for your back," he retorted.
"I wish we could take turns. When is it coming?"
"Friday, the letter said."
"All right; I'll make the most of the time till then. After you get it, there'll be no catching a glimpse of you."
Billy laughed, and it seemed to Theodora that his laugh was a little mocking.
"I'll whistle to you, as I go by. Honestly, Ted, it does seem hard to leave you alone, when we've had such great times together."
His words were the echo of her thoughts. For a moment, Theodora struggled with herself. Then her real love for her friend triumphed.