Octavus Roy Cohen and Manning J. Rubin

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Octavus Roy Cohen and Manning J. Rubin The Man of Ice (1915)

There was something pleasant about Dodge; it warmed him strangely.
"How long have you been working with me?"
"A trifle over five years, sir."
"Your salary?"
"One hundred dollars a month, sir."
"Been a bookkeeper from the first?"
"Yes, sir. I started in at twenty-five dollars a month."
"Um-hum! Ever tried to better yourself, or are you content to be a bookkeeper always?"
"Why, I—I—" Lynch was momentarily nonplused. "I—you see, sir, I've tried, but somehow there never seemed to be any opening; and when there was, an outside man always filled it. But I'm hoping there will be an opening some day."
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Octavus Roy Cohen and Manning J. Rubin The Man of Ice (1915)

I'm talking to you straight from the shoulder, because I wish to help you. You have a good face, a square jaw. You seem to be a man who could accomplish things by hard work; but you evidently lack initiative. You lack foresight. Suppose"—Dodge transfixed Jim's eyes; then he spat the words out suddenly—"could you fill a position of responsibility?"
Jim gasped.
"I—I—why, yes, sir, I'd try my very best."
Jim's voice unconsciously assumed a note of determination. Dodge's vitality seemed to be contagious.
"That's the way to talk," smiled the great man. "Try your best; no one can do more than that.
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Octavus Roy Cohen and Manning J. Rubin The Man of Ice (1915)

The pen, the ink, the ledger, the "Yes, sir"—and once again he was Jim Lynch, head bookkeeper.
Jim knew that to Dodge he was a bit of office furniture, as little capable of thinking as the dictating-machines. As for Jim's idea of Dodge—Dodge, the man of ice, Dodge, the man of success. Dodge, at the sound of whose voice the force kotowed—Dodge was Jim's ideal.
He was tall, handsome, in the prime of life, prosperous, mighty. He had but to wish for a thing, and lo, it came to pass. Two hundred human beings moved at his beck and call, and the welfare of many hung upon his whim.
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