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five plantations and fifteen hundred with the colonel and could introduce darkeys."
me; and no matter how violently disThe father seemed fiercer than ever; posed the colonel might be, be could but, as a counterpoise, the daughter was surely find no excuse for manslaughter lovelier. She had grown a little taller, in a mere introduction. and her figure had become somewhat So I crossed over to my friend and more developed. The same genial glow stated my desire for an acquaintance of kindly feeling, the same liveliness with the colonel. My friend assented, and piquancy of expression illumined and, taking me by the arm, walked with her features. In ber manner there was across the saloon. The colonel the same girlish sense of pleasure at all saw us coming, and he stopped. He she saw and heard ; modified, perhaps, looked fiercer than ever; and I cast a by the better knowledge of the world glance at the bar-tender, in the hope that, which a year of society and travel had if an affray happened, be would wit. produced, but merely modified into self- ness it and testify in my favor. possessed grace, without any of that “Colonel Bartillian,” said my friend constrained dignity which young fo- as we drew near," allow me to make males so often think it necessary to as- you acquainted with—"
I felt that the die was cast- “Certainly,” said the colonel holdthat it was useless for me to resist, and ing out his hand; and I could not but that, if I had admired her before, I must notice how soft and gentle was his voice, love her now, and that nothing could while, somehow, his hair did not seem to prevent it; and, accordingly, with the stick out ns rigidly as before. “ Cerview of putting myself into a proper tainly, I shall be very happy indeed_" frame of mind for an ardent and de- • To make you acquainted with Mr. spairing lover, I immediately repaired to Isaac Inklespoon, of this city,” continmy room, and there, by playing several ued my friend. melancholy tunes upon my flute and " Eh? What ?" exclaimed the cologazing for an hour or two at the bell- onel, holding out his hand, “Isaac Intower, I gradually worked myself up klespoon, did you say ? comfortably into the requisite state of soul and body !" unhappiness.
Why did Colonel Bartillian say And then I took courage and resolved “ Bless my soul and body ?" I knew that I would seek an introduction to not. Perhaps he was about to explain my churmer; I would scrape acquaint- himself; but, at that moment, a very ance with her father; I would craftily particular friend of his rushed up, and, so guide my conversational powers as seizing him by the band, began to make to produce an impression of superior particular inquiries about his health, intelligence, and induce him, of his own family prospects, and all that; and, as I accord, to proffer a presentation to his saw that the colonel was just as ready family. No matter if he scowled and to question that gentleman in return, looked fierco; he had no business to and, as I knew that I could, thus far, scowl fiercely upon me, who, equally have excited no peculiar interest through with himself, was an independent citi- the fascinations of my conversation, I zen of the nation ; and be had no right determined to postpone prosecuting the to seclude his child from all rational acquaintance until a more suitable time; pleasures of society. It was barbarous and, therefore, making by bow, I reand unnatural-a kind of Turkish des- tired. The colonel and his new friend potism--and should be resisted whether went off to drink a social glass or two he would or not.
together, and I climbed up to No. 783, Accordingly, I descended to the saloon. in order to indulge in a little melanColonel Bartillian was there, striding up cholic reverie over the house-tops. and down with a tremendous cigar in In one respect, I felt that I had been his mouth. His hands, clasping a heavy agreeably disappointed. Instead of cane, were behind him, and he looked knocking me down, the colonel had reas though he were seeking an opportu- ceived me with an affability which I had nity to fall upon some one and pulverize seldom met with, even among the most him upon the spot. I trembled a little at affable-looking gentlemen. It occurred the sight, but plucked up courage as I then, that possibly I might have saw bim nod to a friend of mine. That been once more wrong in my analyza. friend of mine, then, was acquainted tion of character, and that the colonel
Bless my might, perhaps, have certain amiable upon genealogical tables, he has always traits, such as are commonly possessed been represented as an extensive dealer by other men ; that, in spite of his erect in bides. Then, there was one who was hair and curling whiskers, he might be a judge in tolerable standing in one of tolerably susceptible of kindly impulses; the northern counties. As for my greatand that, after forming a due degree of uncle Walter, who ran off with soine gov. acquaintance with him, I might be able ernment funds, he can hardly be called to bint at the pleasure which an intro- a member of the family, since we all, duction to his family would give me. I at once, repudiated him. And then determined that I would watch the colo- there was old Abram Inklespoon, who nel, and seize the first opportunity of distinguished himself at the battle of prosecuting my acquaintance with him. Long Island, by gallantly chasing a parBut when I came down in the evening ty of British through a lane; and, when he was absent, having gone to the opera he got to the other end, found that he with a friend, as the clerk at the office was taken. In fine, the Inklespoons told me, and in the morning I observed had always been rather distinguished; that his place at the table was vacated. and it was impossible, therefore, that Ho bad already gone on to the Springs any ridicule could attach to the mention with his daughter; and, as they com
of the name. monly returned home by another route, Finally, having seen the name of BarI felt that I would be obliged to wait tillian among my father's papers, though until another year. Some faint idea of in what connection I do not remember, following them to the Springs came in- I established for myself a comfortable to my mind; but it happened that the theory. My father must, at some time, great case of Jones vs. Pottors, by her have been acquainted with the colonel, guardian-ad-litem, Sakon, in assumpsit, -had, perhaps, in past years, saved was before the courts, and I bad been the colonel's life-- the colonel would retained as assistant counsel-my busi- remember the fact-would, of course, noss being to hand up the several papers introduce me to his daughter-I would as they were wanted, and to look as then win her-he would bless our union wise as I could, generally—and so I and we would live happily ever after could not leave.
on one of his plantations. It was a But why did the colonel say “ Bless bright picture; and, hugging it to my my soul and body?" Was it that my soul, I waited impatiently for the year name was a peculiar one? Was there to come round again. anything ludicrous about it? I asked At length, about the usual day in my friends whether it was not a very June, I saw the colonel's name upon good name after all.
the books of My Hotel; and, assuming Perhaps so—though it would not a careless air, I said to the clerk at the rhyme very well to anything," said my office : friend the poet.
“Hem !-that is, I see that Colonel “Perhaps so—though I don't think Bartillian has again arrived." it would be worth much on the back of Yes," answered the olerk, "and his a note," said my friend the bank-clerk, daughter-from Georgia--bound for the cruelly alluding to the unsettled state of Springs—comes here every year-owns my finances.
seven plantations, and twenty-five hun"Stay !" said my friend the editor, dred darkeys." who patronizes the poet, and who, at the With the same assumption of indiffertime, was full of a political defeat ence, I strolled into the saloon. There, "Wouldn't Inklespoon rhyme to Gone as I had expected, I saw the colonel Coon ?"
striding up and down the hall, with the “You are all very kind, indeed, gen. customary big cigar in his mouth, the tlemen," I said sarcastically, and then same big cane in his hands and twisted I thought again. There could not be behind his back-the same frown upon anything against us as a family; for the his face, and with his hair sticking up Inklespoons were always exceedingly fiercer than ever. But, somehow, I felt respectable. They came into the coun- no longer afraid of him; I looked upon try full a hundred and fifty years ago; him with reverence, rather--as a man and though, for a time, the first of the ought to contemplate the form of his line was a cobbler, the fact was not gen- prospective father-in-law, upon whom erally known out of the family—since, he depends for the happiness of his life.
The moment was favorable for an inter- was my uncle. Jobn was my fatherview. There was no one by who would but be apt to interrupt us ; for the only “Eh ?" said the colonel. “ Bless persons present were the bar-keeper, my soul and body! I--that is, Icasting up his receipts, a waiter, clean- There ! There !" I heard him mutter to ing the globes of the chandeliers, and himself, “Too bad! Have hurt the two balf-fuddled young men, trying to young fellow's feelings!—No apology read newspapers upside-down.
will do, of course. I-that is I advanced to the colonel-somewhat He made a motion towards me, confidently, as I then imagined, though, then retreated-stood for a moment if I now recollect aright, my knees irresolute-and then, abashed with shook under me a little with the confusion and sincere regret, strode magnitude of the approaching inter- through the saloon and out at the door, view.
without attempting another word. It “ Colonel Bartillian"--said I.
was in vain that I made sundry subse" Eh ?" said be, taking the long cigar quent attempts to meet him, and ex. from his mouth.
plain that the whole matter with my fa“I believe," said I, " that at a for. iher might have been a misconstruction, mer periud I had the pleasure of an in- and that, at any rate, I bore w malice troduction to you in this house." for what he had unintentionally let out.
“ Ah!" said he, bringing one of his It was no use. Whenever the colonel hands from behind his back.
saw me coming, I could hear him mut“ I do not know whether you remem- Bless my soul and body! There ber me," said I faintly—“ Isaac Inkle. is the young fellow whose feelings I spoon, at your service.”
hurt!" and he would vanish in any di“ Isaac Inklespoon !” he exclaimed, rection. His sensitiveness upon this stretching forth both his hands. " Isaac point was such, that he changed bis Inklespoon, did you say? Bless my place at the table to location where soul and body! Do you belong to the we could not see each other; and I Inklespoons of Westchester county?" really believe that, to avoid me, he decontinued the colonel.
parted for the Springs much earlier than I answered that I did.
he would otherwise have done. I felt that “I thought so," said he.
all was over, and I resolved to remain never heard the name in any other through life a blighted being. section.—My dear young friend, I am And thus the next year wore away. sincerely glad to meet you. I knew We were nonsuited in the case of Jones your father very well."
vs. Potters, by her guardian-ad-litem, My heart leaped.
Sakon, in assumpsit, but I did not care. “We had the same room at college," Every month I paid my gratuity to the the colonel continued. “ A capital fel- office clerk for managing the affairs of low. Dead now, I presume ? Ah, well! My Hotel ; but I took no pleasure in we must all die.—Do you know be saved the contemplation of my platē, and rosemy life once?"
wood, and mirrors. I passed No. 32 My heart leaped higher. Here were continually, but I never looked forward my reveries turning out actual realities. to occupying it. I leaned out at the It was almost too much bliss.
window of No. 783, and gazed upon the “ Yes-saved
life. Was out bell-tower, and sugar-refinery, with hate swimming, you know, I had sunk twice. in my heart, and took no interest in the -But come,
I must introduce you to occupants of the bumbler roofs below. my daughter.— Yes, I really loved your My waiter came out in a newer, larger, father. Sorry I can't say the same for and glossier cravat, and patronized me his brother, your uncle. I never got more condescendingly than before ; but along very well with John Inklespoon. I had no heart to resent it. And I no I think he treated me badly in some longer played whist and sang lively business matters afterwards. But your songs as of old. father and I were firm friends. I never Until one evening, in the middle of met a better fellow in my life than Isaac June of the next year, as I was going
up to my room, my friend, the bank “I am afraid,” said I, turning pale, clerk, said to me : "I am afraid that there is some mistake. “ Are you aware that your good-look. -Isaac, from whom I took my name, ing girl from the south is here again? ago."
Saw her go into No. 32 a while and the editor, who patronizes the po
et, and we resolved to make a night of "" Into No. 32 ?” said I; and, as we it. Cards were brought out, and we sat passed that door, I saw, sure enough, a down to whist. Wino was brought, and little pair of india rubbers set outside to we became merry. We laughed, and be blacked. But, alongside of the rub- cracked jokes, and sang; and of all, my bers, stood a tall pair of boots ! I stood laughter and songs were the loudest, agbast!
and my jokes the most frequent. And, " Are you sure?" said I feebly. after a little while, our neighbor, the Ger" Those boots,"
man wine-importer, being attracted by “Yes, sure !” said my friend. “There the revelry, came to the room upon prewas a good-looking young fellow with tense of seeking a match, though I ber, and so I suppose she is married." knew that he had plenty of bis own. Still
, a lingering hope, that my friend We invited bim to sit down and join might bave been mistaken in the room, our party, to which, after a feeble redickered in my mind; but, at that mo- sistance, he consented. Then ho ment, Colonel Bartillian himself camo brought out some of his old Curaços and rapped at the door.
for us to try ; and then he sang, in a Gone to bed already—and not eleven deep growl, a song purporting that woo'clock !" be muttered, as he received men might deceive, but that wine, gen. no answer and saw the boots. And erous wine, was at all times man's best then, as he caught sight of me, I heard friend. And I am afraid that I acted
“Bless my soul and body! upon the sentiment; for, about halfThere's the young fellow whose feelings past twelve, I just closed my eyes for I hurt !” and he went off in the other di- one moment, and when I opened them rection like a flash.
the next moment, I found that my I ascended to No. 783; and wisely friends had departed, and that I was lyconsidering that, as all was now over, ing in bed with my clothes on, and that it would do no harm to make the best it was six o'clock, and that the rays of of it, I resolved to become a man the sun were already streaming in at again. I sent for my friends, the poet the windows of My Hotel.
A blushing rose-bud from the
Its crimson paled beside her face.
Had lingered by the summer sea;
Rose love, as calm and bright as she.
The air was thrid with silver rain,
Sweet words just dashed with tender pain.
Beats at the sash with angry hand,
And whirls the snow like blinding sand.
What flower, what flame, with time can cope ?
And to my heart another hope !
OUR AUTHORS AND AUTHORSHIP.
MELVILLE AND CURTIS.
there should be no bad books, and youth has virtually advanced a claim to no indifferent authors—a paradise of acquaintance with all mankind. He has critics and of readers, in which the writ. left his card on the universe, and deing of a review would be as exhilarating mands admittance into all societies. Ho an occupation as the chanting of a pæan, says to every man, woman, and child and men would cut the leaves of a new who knows how to read and can spare volumo with the same sweet certainty fifty cents or a dollar, “ I desire that we of anticipation with which they now may be better acquainted. I wish to pare a ripe round orange. A pleasant go with
your private rooms; to world, indeed, that would be for all of us, sit with you of an evening; to talk and the very thought of such delicious with you alone; to modify your views; possibilities throws a momentary glow to influence your character; to help upon the page as we write. For what a determine the course of your life on very different world is this world of earth; and, for the matter of that, to actual authorship and actual criticism, take a share in settling your everlastin which we live!
ing destiny." “To act,” says Goethe, somewhere, This is a serious proposition, certain(is it not in “ Wilhelm Meister” that he ly! If the same young gentleman says it ?) “ to act is easy, to think is should come to your house, O respectahard-to suit our action to our thought ble and responsible reader, and make is troublesome." We paraphrase the advances to your sons and daughters, form but preserve the meaning of this would you not take some pains to find wise saying, when we aver that “to out what his character and his probable praise is easy, to judge is hard—to suit intentions were ? Would you not deour praise to our judgment trouble- mand that he should be accredited by some.” And yet what is praise worth if some trustworthy friend, before you ac it be not born of judgment? To the fool, corded him all the privileges which acdoubtless, much-to the wise man, less company the entrée to your home? than nothing! To the fool, praise is as What you would do for your family, pomatum is to the bair of man-it sleeks the critic is bound to do for the public him and comforts him, makes him an at large, of which he is, in a literary agreeable sensation to himself, and, as sense, the father and friend. His duty he fondly believes, a pleasant and pre- to them requires him to examine very sentable being in the eyes of general particularly into the purposes and inmankind-while to the wise man praise tents of each new aspirant to the is as wine which he takes to refresh familiarities of the arm-chair and the himself witbal, and to encourage his study-lainp. blood and to warm his wits, and, if tho But the critic's responsibility is yet wine be not well-made and of a whole- wider and more comprehensive. He some vintage, the multiplication of has to concern bimself for the welfare glasses is only the multiplication of head of the ambitious débutant also. aches and dyspepsias.
The first duty of a critic, then, is to reWhen a young man has written member that, bebind every book, there is * book, and judicious friends have a man- or rather, that there is a man in cheered him on to the doors of a pub- every book. He is to reflect that the lisher, and the publisher has accept- mighty names, which ring through the ed his manuscript, and the publisher's trumpets of foreign or of antique fame, printers have put the same bandsomely and thrill his fancy with their sounding into type, and the binders have bound music, are the names of men, and indithe shoots fairly into volumes, and the cate the measure of the concentrated volumes stand glittering in rows upon influences of character and intellect the shelves of the seller, something posi- upon the nations of which they are the tive bas been done which deserves to be boast. And when he considers the litdealt with vigorously if at all.
erature of his own times, he is to examBy the act which he has thus de- ine first into the value of the personali.