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类别:其他 作者:Bret Harte字数:9212更新时间:18/12/14 10:33:59
\"Comein,\"saidtheeditor。 Thedooroftheeditorialroomofthe\"ExcelsiorMagazine\"begantocreakpainfullyunderthehesitatingpressureofanuncertainandunfamiliarhand。Thiscontinueduntilwithastartofirritationtheeditorfaceddirectlyabout,throwinghislegoverthearmofhischairwithacertainyouthfuldexterity。Withonehandgrippingitsback,theotherstillgraspingaproof-slip,andhispencilinhismouth,hestaredattheintruder。 Thestranger,despitehishesitatingentrance,didnotseemintheleastdisconcerted。Hewasatallman,lookingeventallerbyreasonofthelongformlessovercoathewore,knownasa\"duster,\" andbyalongstraightbeardthatdependedfromhischin,whichhecombedwithtworeflectivefingersashecontemplatedtheeditor。 Thereddustwhichstilllayinthecreasesofhisgarmentandinthecurvesofhissoftfelthat,andleftadustycirclelikeaprecipitatedhaloaroundhisfeet,proclaimedhim,ifnotacountryman,arecentinlandimportationbycoach。\"Busy?\"hesaid,inagravebutpleasantvoice。\"Ikinwait。Don\'tmindME。Goon。\" Theeditorindicatedachairwithhisdisengagedhandandplungedagainintohisproof-slips。Thestrangersurveyedthescantfurnitureandappointmentsoftheofficewithalookofgravecuriosity,andthen,takingachair,fixedanearnest,penetratinggazeontheeditor\'sprofile。Theeditorfeltit,and,withoutlookingup,said—— \"Well,goon。\" \"Butyou\'rebusy。Ikinwait。\" \"Ishallnotbelessbusythismorning。Icanlisten。\" \"Iwantyoutogivemethenameofacertainpersonwhowritesinyourmagazine。\" Theeditor\'seyeglancedatthesecondright-handdrawerofhisdesk。Itdidnotcontainthenamesofhiscontributors,butwhatinthetraditionsofhisofficewasacceptedasanequivalent,——arevolver。Hehadneveryetpresentedeithertoaninquirer。Buthelaidasidehisproofs,and,withaslightdarkeningofhisyouthful,discontentedface,said,\"Whatdoyouwanttoknowfor?\" Thequestionwassoevidentlyunexpectedthatthestranger\'sfacecoloredslightly,andhehesitated。Theeditormeanwhile,withouttakinghiseyesfromtheman,mentallyranoverthecontentsofthelastmagazine。Theyhadbeenofasingularlypeacefulcharacter。 Thereseemedtobenothingtojustifyhomicideonhispartorthestranger\'s。Yettherewasnoknowing,andhisquestioner\'sbucolicappearancebynomeansprecludedanassault。Indeed,ithadbeenalegendoftheofficethatapredecessorhadsufferedvicariouslyfromageologicalhammercovertlyintroducedintoascientificcontroversybyanirateprofessor。 \"Aswemakeourselvesresponsiblefortheconductofthemagazine,\" continuedtheyoungeditor,withmatureseverity,\"wedonotgiveupthenamesofourcontributors。Ifyoudonotagreewiththeiropinions\"—— \"ButIDO,\"saidthestranger,withhisformercomposure,\"andI reckonthat\'swhyIwanttoknowwhowrotethoseversescalled\'Underbrush,\'signed\'WhiteViolet,\'inyourlastnumber。They\'repow\'fulpretty。\" Theeditorflushedslightly,andglancedinstinctivelyaroundforanyunexpectedwitnessofhisludicrousmistake。Thefearofridiculewasuppermostinhismind,andhewasmorerelievedathismistakenotbeingoverheardthanatitsgroundlessness。 \"TheversesAREpretty,\"hesaid,recoveringhimself,withacriticalair,\"andIamgladyoulikethem。Buteventhen,youknow,Icouldnotgiveyouthelady\'snamewithoutherpermission。 Iwillwritetoherandaskit,ifyoulike。\" TheactualfactwasthattheverseshadbeensenttohimanonymouslyfromaremotevillageintheCoastRange,——theaddressbeingthepost-officeandthesignatureinitials。 Thestrangerlookeddisturbed。\"Thensheain\'tabouthereanywhere?\"hesaid,withavaguegesture。\"Shedon\'tbelongtotheoffice?\" Theyoungeditorbeamedwithtolerantsuperiority:\"No,Iamsorrytosay。\" \"Ishouldliketohavegottoseeherandkinderaskedherafewquestions,\"continuedthestranger,withthesamereflectiveseriousness。\"Yousee,itwasn\'tjusttherhymin\'o\'themverses,—— andtheykindersingthemselvestoye,don\'tthey?——itwasn\'tthechyceo\'words,——andIreckontheyallushittheideeinthecentreshoteverytime,——itwasn\'ttheideesandmoralshesorto\'drewouto\'whatshewastellin\',——butitwasthestraightthingitself,——thetruth!\" \"Thetruth?\"repeatedtheeditor。 \"Yes,sir。I\'vebinthere。I\'veseenallthatshe\'sseeninthebrush——thelittleflicksandcheckerso\'lightandshadderdowninthebrowndustthatyouwonderhowitevergotthroughthedarkofthewoods,andthatallusseemstoslipawaylikeasnakeoralizardifyougrope。I\'veheardallthatshe\'sheardthere——thecreepin\',thesighin\',andthewhisperin\'throughthebrackenandtheground-vinesofallthatlivesthere。\" \"Youseemtobeapoetyourself,\"saidtheeditor,withapatronizingsmile。 \"I\'malumberman,upinMendocino,\"returnedthestranger,withsublimenaivete。\"Gotamillthere。Yousee,sightin\'standin\' timberandselectin\'fromthegen\'ralshowofthetreesinthegroundandthelayofrootshezsortermademetakenotice。\"Hepaused。\"Then,\"headded,somewhatdespondingly,\"youdon\'tknowwhosheis?\" \"No,\"saidtheeditor,reflectively;\"notevenifitisreallyaWOMANwhowrites。\" \"Eh?\" \"Well,yousee,\'WhiteViolet\'mayaswellbethenomdeplumeofamanasofawoman,especiallyifadoptedforthepurposeofmystification。Thehandwriting,Iremember,WASmoreboyishthanfeminine。\" \"No,\"returnedthestrangerdoggedly,\"itwasn\'tnoMAN。There\'sideasandwordstherethatonlycomefromawoman:baby-talktothebirds,youknow,andakindoffearsomekeerofbugsandcreepin\' thingsthatdon\'tcometoamanwhowearsbootsandtrousers。 Well,\"headded,withareturntohispreviousairofresigneddisappointment,\"Isupposeyoudon\'tevenknowwhatshe\'slike?\" \"No,\"respondedtheeditor,cheerfully。Then,followinganideasuggestedbytheoddminglingofsentimentandshrewdperceptioninthemanbeforehim,headded:\"Probablynotatalllikeanythingyouimagine。Shemaybeamotherwiththreeorfourchildren;oranoldmaidwhokeepsaboarding-house;orawrinkledschool- mistress;orachitofaschool-girl。I\'vehadsomefairversesfromared-hairedgirloffourteenattheSeminary,\"heconcludedwithprofessionalcoolness。 Thestrangerregardedhimwiththenaivewonderofaninexperiencedman。Havingpaidthistributetohissuperiorknowledge,heregainedhispreviousairofgraveperception。\"Ireckonsheain\'tnoneofthem。ButI\'mkeepin\'youfromyourwork。Good-by。Myname\'sBowers——JimBowers,ofMendocino。Ifyou\'reupmyway,givemeacall。Andifyoudowritetothisyer\'WhiteViolet,\'andshe\'swillin\',sendmeheraddress。\" Heshooktheeditor\'shandwarmly——eveninitsliteralsignificanceofimpartingagooddealofhisownearnestcalorictotheeditor\'sfingers——andlefttheroom。Hisfootfallechoedalongthepassageanddiedout,andwithit,Ifear,allimpressionofhisvisitfromtheeditor\'smind,asheplungedagainintothesilenttaskbeforehim。 Presentlyhewasconsciousofamelodioushummingandalightleisurelystepattheentranceofthehall。Theycontinuedoninaneasyharmonyandunaffectedasthepassageofabird。Bothwerepleasantandbothfamiliartotheeditor。TheybelongedtoJackHamlin,byvocationagambler,bytasteamusician,onhiswayfromhisapartmentsontheupperfloor,wherehehadjustrisen,todropintohisfriend\'seditorialroomandglanceovertheexchanges,aswashishabitbeforebreakfast。 Thedooropenedlightly。Theeditorwasconsciousofafaintodorofscentedsoap,asensationoffreshnessandcleanliness,theimpressionofasofthandlikeawoman\'sonhisshoulderand,likeawoman\'s,momentarilyandplayfullycaressing,thepassageofagracefulshadowacrosshisdesk,andthenextmomentJackHamlinwasostentatiouslydustingachairwithanopennewspaperpreparatorytosittingdown。 \"Yououghttoshipthatoffice-boyofyours,ifhecan\'tkeepthingscleaner,\"hesaid,suspendinghismelodytoeyegrimlythedustwhichMr。Bowershadshakenfromhisdepartingfeet。 Theeditordidnotlookupuntilhehadfinishedrevisingadifficultparagraph。BythattimeMr。Hamlinhadcomfortablysettledhimselfonacanesofa,and,possiblyoutofdeferencetohissurroundings,hadsubduedhissongtoapeculiarlylow,soft,andheartbreakingwhistleasheunfoldedanewspaper。Cleanandfaultlessinhisappearance,hehadtheraregiftofbeingabletogetupattwointheafternoonwithmuchofthedewyfreshnessandallofthemoralsuperiorityofanearlyriser。 \"Yououghttohavebeenherejustnow,Jack,\"saidtheeditor。 \"Notarow,oldman,eh?\"inquiredJack,withafaintaccessionofinterest。 \"No,\"saidtheeditor,smiling。Thenherelatedtheincidentsofthepreviousinterview,withacertainhumorousexaggerationwhichwaspartofhisnature。ButJackdidnotsmile。 \"Yououghttohavebootedhimoutoftheranchonsight,\"hesaid。 \"Whatrighthadhetocomeherepryingintoalady\'saffairs?——atleastaladyasfarasHEknows。Ofcourseshe\'ssomeoldblowzywithfrumpledhairtryingtoropeinagreenhornwithastringofwordsandphrases,\"concludedJack,carelessly,whohadanequallycynicaldistrustofthesexandofliterature。 \"That\'saboutwhatItoldhim,\"saidtheeditor。 \"That\'sjustwhatyouSHOULDN\'Thavetoldhim,\"returnedJack。 \"Yououghttohavestuckupforthatwomanasifshe\'dbeenyourownmother。Lord!youfellowsdon\'tknowhowtorunamagazine。 YououghttoletMEsitonthatchairandtackleyourcustomers。\" \"Whatwouldyouhavedone,Jack?\"askedtheeditor,muchamusedtofindthathishithertoinvincibleherowasnotabovetheordinaryhumanweaknessofofferingadviceastoeditorialconduct。 \"Done?\"reflectedJack。\"Well,first,sonny,Ishouldn\'tkeeparevolverinadrawerthatIhadtoOPENtogetat。\" \"Butwhatwouldyouhavesaid?\" \"IshouldsimplyhaveaskedhimwhatwasthepriceoflumberatMendocino,\"saidJack,sweetly,\"andwhenhetoldme,Ishouldhavesaidthatthesampleshewasofferingoutofhisownheadwouldn\'tsuit。Yousee,youdon\'twantanytriflinginsuchmatters。Youwritewellenough,myboy,\"continuedhe,turningoverhispaper,\"butwhatyou\'relackinginiseditorialdignity。Butgoonwithyourwork。Don\'tmindme。\" Thusadmonished,theeditoragainbentoverhisdesk,andhisfriendsoftlytookuphissuspendedsong。TheeditorhadnotproceededfarinhiscorrectionswhenJack\'svoiceagainbrokethesilence。 \"Wherearethosed——dverses,anyway?\" Withoutlookingup,theeditorwavedhispenciltowardsanuncutcopyofthe\"ExcelsiorMagazine\"lyingonthetable。 \"Youdon\'tsupposeI\'mgoingtoREADthem,doyou?\"saidJack,aggrievedly。\"Whydon\'tyousaywhatthey\'reabout?That\'syourbusinessaseditor。\" Butthatfunctionary,nowwhollylostandwanderinginthenon- sequiturofaninvolvedpassageintheproofbeforehim,onlywavedanimpatientremonstrancewithhispencilandknithisbrows。 Jack,withasigh,tookupthemagazine。 Alongsilencefollowed,brokenonlybythehurriedrustlingofsheetsofcopyandanoccasionalexasperatedstartfromtheeditor。 Thesunwasalreadybeginningtoslantadustybeamacrosshisdesk;Jack\'swhistlinghadlongsinceceased。Presently,withanexclamationofrelief,theeditorlaidasidethelastproof-sheetandlookedup。 JackHamlinhadclosedthemagazine,butwithonehandthrownoverthebackofthesofahewasstillholdingit,hisslimforefingerbetweenitsleavestokeeptheplace,andhishandsomeprofileanddarklashesliftedtowardsthewindow。Theeditor,smilingatthisunwontedabstraction,saidquietly,—— \"Well,whatdoyouthinkofthem?\" Jackrose,laidthemagazinedown,settledhiswhitewaistcoatwithbothhands,andloungedtowardshisfriendwithaudaciousbutslightlyveiledandshiningeyes。\"Theysortofsingthemselvestoyou,\"hesaid,quietly,leaningbesidetheeditor\'sdesk,andlookingdownuponhim。Afterapausehesaid,\"Thenyoudon\'tknowwhatshe\'slike?\" \"That\'swhatMr。Bowersaskedme,\"remarkedtheeditor。 \"D——nBowers!\" \"Isupposeyoualsowishmetowriteandaskforpermissiontogiveyouheraddress?\"saidtheeditor,withgreatgravity。 \"No,\"saidJack,coolly。\"IproposetogiveittoYOUwithinaweek,andyouwillpaymewithabreakfast。IshouldliketohaveitsaidthatIwasonceapaidcontributortoliterature。IfI don\'tgiveittoyou,I\'llstandyouadinner,that\'sall。\" \"Done!\"saidtheeditor。\"Andyouknownothingofhernow?\" \"No,\"saidJack,promptly。\"Noryou?\" \"NomorethanIhavetoldyou。\" \"That\'lldo。Solong!\"AndJack,carefullyadjustinghisglossyhatoverhiscurlsatanominouslywickedangle,saunteredlightlyfromtheroom。Theeditor,glancingafterhishandsomefigureandhearinghimtakeuphispretermittedwhistleashepassedout,begantothinkthatthecontingentdinnerwasbynomeansaninevitableprospect。 Howbeit,heplungedoncemoreintohismonotonousduties。ButthefreshnessofthedayseemedtohavedepartedwithJack,andthelaterinterruptionsofforemanandpublisherwereofamorepracticalcharacter。Itwasnotuntilthepostarrivedthatthesuperscriptionononeoftheletterscaughthiseye,andrevivedhisformerinterest。Itwasthesamehandasthatofhisunknowncontributor\'smanuscript——ill-formedandboyish。Heopenedtheenvelope。Itcontainedanotherpoemwiththesamesignature,butalsoanote——muchlongerthanthebrieflinesthataccompaniedthefirstcontribution——wasscrawleduponaseparatepieceofpaper。 Thistheeditoropenedfirst,andreadthefollowing,withanamazementthatforthemomentdominatedallothersense:—— MR。EDITOR,——Iseeyouhavegotmypoetryin。ButIdon\'tseethespondulixthatoughterfollow。Perhapsyoudon\'tknowwheretosendit。ThenI\'lltellyou。SendthemoneytoLockBox47,GreenSpringsP。O。,perWellsFargo\'sExpress,andI\'llgetitthere,onaccountofmyparentsnotknowing。We\'reveryhigh-toned,andtheywouldthinkit\'slowmakingpoetryforpapers。Sendamountusuallypaidforpoetryinyourpapers。OrmaybeyouthinkImakepoetryfornothing?That\'swhereyouslipup! Yourstruly,WHITEVIOLET。 P。S——Ifyoudon\'tpayforpoetry,sendthisback。It\'sasgoodaswhatyoudidputin,andisjustashardtomake。Youhearme? that\'sme——allthetime。 WHITEVIOLET。 Theeditorturnedquicklytothenewcontributionforsomecorroborationofwhathefeltmustbeanextraordinaryblunder。 Butno!Thefewlinesthathehurriedlyreadbreathedthesameatmosphereofintellectualrepose,gentleness,andimaginationasthefirstcontribution。Andyettheywereinthesamehandwritingasthesingularmissive,andbothwereidenticalwiththepreviousmanuscript。 Hadhebeenthevictimofahoax,andweretheversesnotoriginal? No;theyweredistinctlyoriginal,localincolor,andevenlocalintheuseofcertainoldEnglishwordsthatwerecommonintheSouthwest。Hehadbeforenoticedtheapparentincongruityofthehandwritingandthetext,anditwaspossiblethatforthepurposesofdisguisethepoetmighthaveemployedanamanuensis。Buthowcouldhereconciletheincongruityofthemercenaryandslangypurportofthemissiveitselfwiththementalhabitofitsauthor? Wasitpossiblethattheseinconsistentqualitiesexistedintheoneindividual?HesmiledgrimlyashethoughtofhisvisitorBowersandhisfriendJack。HewasstartledasherememberedthepurelyimaginativepicturehehadhimselfgiventotheseriouslyinterestedBowersofthepossibleincongruouspersonalityofthepoetess。 WashequitefairinkeepingthisfromJack?Wasitreallyhonorable,inviewoftheirwager?ItistobefearedthataveryhumanenjoymentofJack\'spossiblediscomfiturequiteasmuchasanychivalrousfriendshipimpelledtheeditortoringeventuallyfortheoffice-boy。 \"SeeifMr。Hamlinisinhisrooms。\" Theeditorthensatdown,andwroterapidlyasfollows:—— DEARMADAM,——Youareasrightasyouaregenerousinsupposingthatonlyignoranceofyouraddresspreventedthemanagerfrompreviouslyremittingthehonorariumforyourbeautifulverses。Henowbegstosendittoyouinthemanneryouhaveindicated。Astheverseshaveattracteddeservedattention,Ihavebeenappliedtoforyouraddress。Shouldyoucaretosubmitittometobeusedatmydiscretion,Ishallfeelhonoredbyyourconfidence。Butthisisamatterleftentirelytoyourownkindnessandbetterjudgment。Meantime,Itakepleasureinaccepting\"WhiteViolet\'s\" presentcontribution,andremain,dearmadam,yourobedientservant,THEEDITOR。 Theboyreturnedashewasfoldingtheletter。Mr。HamlinwasnotonlyNOTinhisrooms,but,accordingtohisnegroservantPete,hadlefttownanhouragoforafewdaysinthecountry。 \"Didhesaywhere?\"askedtheeditor,quickly。 \"No,sir:hedidn\'tknow。\" \"Verywell。Takethistothemanager。\"Headdressedtheletter,and,scrawlingafewhieroglyphicsonamemorandum-tag,toreitoff,andhandeditwiththelettertotheboy。 Anhourlaterhestoodinthemanager\'soffice。\"Thenextnumberisprettywellmadeup,\"hesaid,carelessly,\"andIthinkoftakingadayortwooff。\" \"Certainly,\"saidthemanager。\"Itwilldoyougood。Wheredoyouthinkyou\'llgo?\" \"Ihaven\'tquitemadeupmymind。\" CHAPTERII \"Hullo!\"saidJackHamlin。 Hehadhaltedhismareattheedgeofanabruptchasm。Itdidnotappeartobefiftyfeetacross,yetitsdepthmusthavebeennearlytwohundredtowherethehiddenmountain-stream,ofwhichitwasthebanks,alternatelyslipped,tumbled,andfellwithmurmuringandmonotonousregularity。Oneortwopine-treesgrowingontheoppositeedge,loosenedattheroots,hadtiltedtheirstraightshaftslikespearsovertheabyss,andthetopofone,restingontheupperbranchesofasycamoreafewyardsfromhim,servedasanaerialbridgeforthepassageofaboyoffourteentowhomMr。 Hamlin\'schallengewasaddressed。 Theboystoppedmidwayinhisperiloustransit,and,lookingdownuponthehorseman,responded,coolly,\"Hullo,yourself!\" \"Isthattheonlywayacrossthisinfernalhole,ortheoneyoupreferforexercise?\"continuedHamlin,gravely。 Theboysatdownonabough,allowinghisbarefeettodangleoverthedizzydepths,andcriticallyexaminedhisquestioner。Jackhadonthisoccasionmodifiedhisusualcorrectconventionalattirebyatastefulcombinationofavaquero\'scostume,and,inloosewhitebullion-fringedtrousers,redsash,jacket,andsombrero,lookedinfinitelymoredashingandpicturesquethanhisoriginal。 Nevertheless,theboydidnotreply。Mr。Hamlin\'sprideinhisusualascendencyoverwomen,children,horses,andallunreasoninganimalswasdeeplynettled。Hesmiled,however,andsaid,quietly,—— \"Comehere,GeorgeWashington。Iwanttotalktoyou。\" Withoutrejectingthisaugustyetimpossibletitle,theboypresentlyliftedhisfeet,andcarelesslyresumedhispassageacrossthechasmuntil,reachingthesycamore,hebegantolethimselfdownsquirrel-wise,leapbyleap,withanoccasionaltrapezeswingingfromboughtobough,droppingatlasteasilytotheground。Hereheappearedtoberathergood-looking,albeitthesunandairhadworkedamiracleofbrowntanandfrecklesonhisexposedsurfaces,untilthemottlingofhisovalcheekslookedlikeapolishedbird\'segg。Indeed,itstruckMr。Hamlinthathewasasintenselyapartofthatsylvanseclusionasthehiddenbrookthatmurmured,thebrownvelvetshadowsthatlayliketrappingsonthewhiteflanksofhishorse,thequiveringheat,andthestingingspiceofbay。Mr。Hamlinhadvagueideasofdryadsandfauns,butatthatmomentwouldhavebetsomethingonthechancesoftheirsurvival。 \"Ididnothearwhatyousaidjustnow,general,\"heremarked,withgreateleganceofmanner,\"butIknowfromyourreputationthatitcouldnotbealie。IthereforegatherthatthereISanotherwayacross。\" Theboysmiled;rather,hisveryshortupperlipapparentlyvanishedcompletelyoverhiswhiteteeth,andhisveryblackeyes,whichshowedagreatdealofthewhitearoundthem,dancedintheirorbits。 \"ButYOUcouldn\'tfindit,\"hesaid,slyly。 \"Nomorecouldyoufindthehalf-dollarIdroppedjustnow,unlessIhelpedyou。\" Mr。Hamlin,bywayofillustration,leaneddeeplyoverhisleftstirrup,andpointedtotheground。Atthesamemomentabrighthalf-dollarabsolutelyappearedtoglitterintheherbageatthepointofhisfinger。Itwasatrickthathadalwaysbroughtgreatpleasureandprofittohisyoungfriends,andsomelossanddiscomfitureofwagertohisolderones。 Theboypickedupthecoin:\"There\'sadipandalevelcrossingaboutamileoveryer,\"——hepointed,——\"butit\'sthroughthewoods,andthey\'rethathighwiththickbresh。\" \"Withwhat?\" \"Bresh,\"repeatedtheboy;\"THAT,\"——pointingtoafewfrondsofbrackengrowingintheshadowofthesycamore。 \"Oh!underbrush?\" \"Yes;Isaid\'bresh,\'\"returnedtheboy,doggedly。\"YOUmightgetthrough,efyouwarspry,butnotyourhoss。Wheredoyouwanttogo,anyway?\" \"Doyouknow,George,\"saidMr。Hamlin,lazilythrowinghisrightlegoverthehornofhissaddleforgreatereaseanddeliberationinreplying,\"it\'sveryodd,butthat\'sjustwhatI\'Dliketoknow。 Now,whatwouldYOU,inyourbroadstatesmanlikeviewsofthingsgenerally,advise?\" Quiteconvincedofthestranger\'smentalunsoundness,theboyglancedagainathishalf-dollar,asiftomakesureofitsintegrity,pocketeditdoubtfully,andturnedaway。 \"Whereareyougoing?\"saidHamlin,resuminghisseatwiththeagilityofacircus-rider,andspurringforward。 \"ToGreenSprings,whereIlive,twomilesovertheridgeonthefarslope,\"——indicatingthedirection。