第7章

类别:其他 作者:Bret Harte字数:15475更新时间:19/01/04 15:19:00
WHATTHEWOLFREALLYSAIDTOLITTLEREDRIDING-HOOD Wonderingmaiden,sopuzzledandfair,Whydostthoumurmurandponderandstare? \"Whyaremyeyelidssoopenandwild?\" Onlythebettertoseewith,mychild! OnlythebetterandclearertoviewCheeksthatarerosyandeyesthatareblue。 Dostthoustillwonder,andaskwhythesearmsFillthysoftbosomwithtenderalarms,Swayingsowickedly?AretheymisplacedClaspingorshieldingsomedelicatewaist? HandswhosecoarsesinewsmayfillyouwithfearOnlythebetterprotectyou,mydear! LittleRedRiding-Hood,wheninthestreet,WhydoIpressyoursmallhandwhenwemeet? Why,whenyoutimidlyofferedyourcheek,WhydidIsigh,andwhydidn’tIspeak? Why,well:yousee——ifthetruthmustappear—— I’mnotyourgrandmother,Riding-Hood,dear! HALFANHOURBEFORESUPPER \"Soshe’shere,yourunknownDulcinea,theladyyoumetonthetrain,Andyoureallybelieveshewouldknowyouifyouweretomeetheragain?\" \"Ofcourse,\"hereplied,\"shewouldknowme;thereneverwaswomankindyetForgottheeffectsheinspired。Sheexcuses,butdoesnotforget。\" \"Thenyoutoldheryourlove?\"askedtheelder。Theyoungerlookedupwithasmile: \"Isatbyhersidehalfanhour——whatelsewasIdoingthewhile? \"What,sitbythesideofawomanasfairasthesuninthesky,Andlooksomewhereelselestthedazzleflashbackfromyourowntohereye? \"No,Iholdthatthespeechofthetonguebeasfrankandasboldasthelook,AndIheldupherselftoherself,——thatwasmorethanshegotfromherbook。\" \"Youngblood!\"laughedtheelder;\"nodoubtyouarevoicingthemodeofTo-Day: Butthenweoldfogiesatleastgavetheladysomechancefordelay。 \"There’smywife(youmustknow),——wefirstmetonthejourneyfromFlorencetoRome: Ittookmethreeweekstodiscoverwhowassheandwherewasherhome; \"Threemoretobedulypresented;threemoreereIsawheragain; AndayeareremyromanceBEGANwhereyoursendedthatdayonthetrain。\" \"Oh,thatwasthestyleofthestage-coach;wetravelto-daybyexpress; Fortymilestothehour,\"heanswered,\"won’tadmitofapassionthat’sless。\" \"Butwhatifyoumakeamistake?\"quoththeelder。Theyoungerhalfsighed。 \"Whathappenswhensignalsarewrongorswitchesmisplaced?\"hereplied。 \"Verywell,Imustbowtoyourwisdom,\"theelderreturned,\"butsubmitYourchancesofwinningthiswomanyourboldnesshasbetterednowhit。 \"Why,youdonotatbestknowhername。AndwhatifItryyouridealWithsomething,ifnotquitesofair,atleastmoreenregleandreal? \"Letmefindyouapartner。Nay,come,Iinsist——youshallfollow—— thisway。 Mydear,willyounotaddyourgracetoentreatMr。Rapidtostay? \"Mywife,Mr。Rapid——Eh,what!Why,he’sgone——yethesaidhewouldcome。 Howrude!Idon’twonder,mydear,youareproperlycrimsonanddumb!\" WHATTHEBULLETSANG OjoyofcreationTobe! OrapturetoflyAndbefree! Bethebattlelostorwon,Thoughitssmokeshallhidethesun,Ishallfindmylove,——theoneBornforme! Ishallknowhimwherehestands,Allalone,WiththepowerinhishandsNoto’erthrown; Ishallknowhimbyhisface,Byhisgodlikefrontandgrace; Ishallholdhimforaspace,Allmyown! Itishe——Omylove! Sobold! ItisI——allthyloveForetold! ItisI。Olove!whatbliss! Dostthouanswertomykiss? Osweetheart!whatisthisLieththeresocold? THEOLDCAMP-FIRE Nowshifttheblanketpadbeforeyoursaddlebackyoufling,Anddrawyourcinchuptightertillthesweatdropsfromthering: We’veadozenmilestocovererewereachthenextdivide。 Ourlimbsarestiffernowthanwhenwefirstsetouttoride,Andworse,thehorsesknowit,andfeeltheleg-griptire,Sinceinthedayswhen,longago,wesoughttheoldcamp-fire。 Yes,twentyyears!Lord!howwe’dscentitsincensedownthetrail,Throughbalmofbayandspiceofspruce,wheneyeandearwouldfail,Andwornandfaintfromuselessquestwecrept,likethis,torest,Or,flushedwithluckandyouthfulhope,werode,likethis,abreast。 Ay!straightenup,oldfriend,andletthemustangthinkhe’snigher,Throughlooserreinandstirrupstrain,thewelcomeoldcamp-fire。 Youknowtheshoutthatwouldringoutbeforeusdowntheglade,Andstartthebluejayslikeaflightofarrowsthroughtheshade,Andsiftthethinpineneedlesdownlikeslanting,shiningrain,Andsendthesquirrelsscamperingbacktotheirholesagain,Untilwesaw,blue-veiledanddim,orleapinglikedesire,Thatflameoftwentyyearsago,whichlittheoldcamp-fire。 AndthenthatrestonNature’sbreast,whentalkhaddropped,andslowThenightwindwentfromtreetotreewithchallengesoftandlow! Welayonlazyelbowspropped,orstoodtostirtheflame,Tillupthesoaringredwood’sshaftourshadowsdancedandcame,Asiftodrawuswiththesparks,higho’eritsunseenspire,Tothefivestarsthatkepttheirwardabovetheoldcamp-fire,—— Thosepicketstarswhosetranquilwatchhalfsoothed,halfshamedoursleep。 Whatreckedwethenwhatbeastsormenaroundmightlurkorcreep? Welayandheardwithlistlessearsthefar-offpanther’scry,Thenearcoyote’ssnarlingsnap,thegrizzly’sdeep-drawnsigh,Thebrownbear’sblunderinghumantread,thegraywolves’yelpingchoirBeyondthemagiccircledrawnaroundtheoldcamp-fire。 Andthenthatmorn!Wasevermornsofilledwithallthingsnew? Thelightthatfellthroughlongbrownaislesfromoutthekindlingblue,Thecreakandyawnofstretchingboughs,thejay-bird’searlycall,Therat-tat-tatofwoodpeckerthatwakedthewoodlandhall,Thefainterstiroflowerlifeinfernandbrakeandbrier,TillflashingleapedthetorchofDayfromlastnight’soldcamp-fire! Well,well!we’llseeitonceagain;weshouldbenearitnow; It’sscarceamiletowherethetrailstrikesofftoskirttheslough,AndthenthediptoIndianSpring,thewoodedrise,and——strange! Yethereshouldstandtheblastedpinethatmarkedourfartherrange; Andhere——what’sthis?Araggedswabofrutsandstumpsandmire! Surethisisnotthesacredgrovethathidtheoldcamp-fire! Yethere’sthe\"blaze\"Icutmyself,andthere’sthestumblingledge,Withquartz\"outcrop\"thatlayatop,nowleveledtoitsedge,Andmoundsofmoss-grownstumpsbesidethewoodman’srottingchips,Andgashesinthehillside,thatgapewithdumbredlips。 Andyetabovetheshatteredwreckandruin,curlinghigher—— Ahyes!——stillliftsthesmokethatmarkedthewelcomeoldcamp-fire! PerhapssomefriendoftwentyyearsstilllingerstheretoraiseTowearyheartsandtiredeyesthatbeaconofolddays。 Perhapsbutstay;’tisgone!andyetoncemoreitliftsasthoughTomeetourtardyblunderingsteps,andseemstoMOVE,andlo! Whirlsbyusinarushofsound,——thevanishedfuneralpyreOfhopesandfearsthattwentyyearsburnedintheoldcamp-fire! Forsee,beyondtheprospectspreads,withchimney,spire,androof,—— Twoironbandsacrossthetrailclanktoourmustang’shoof; Abovethemleaptwoblackenedthreadsfromlimb-loppedtreetotree,Towherethewhitewashedstationspeedsitsmessagetothesea。 Reinin!Reinin!Thequestiso’er。ThegoalofourdesireIsbutthetrainwhosetrackhaslainacrosstheoldcamp-fire! THESTATION-MASTEROFLONEPRAIRIE Anemptybench,askyofgrayestetching,Abare,bleakshedinblackestsilhouette,Twelveyearsofplatform,andbeforethemstretchingTwelvemilesofprairieglimmeringthroughthewet。 North,south,east,west,——thesamedullgraypersistence,Thetatteredvaporsofavanishedtrain,Thenarrowingrailsthatmeettopiercethedistance,Orbreakthecolumnsofthefar-offrain。 Naughtbutmyself;norformnorfigurebreakingThelonghushedlevelandstarkshiningwaste; Nothingthatmovestofillthevisionaching,Whenthelastshadowfledinsullenhaste。 Nothingbeyond。Ahyes!FromoutthestationAstiff,gauntfigurethrownagainstthesky,BeckoningmewithsomewoodensalutationCaughtfromhissignalsasthetrainflashedby; YieldingmeplacebesidehimwithdumbgestureBornofthatreticenceofskyandair。 Wesitapart,yetwrappedinthatonevestureOfsilence,sadness,andunspokencare: Eachfollowinghisownthought,——aroundusdarkeningTherain-washedboundariesandstretchingtrack,—— EachfollowingthosedimparallelsandhearkeningForlong-lostvoicesthatwillnotcomeback。 Until,unasked,——Iknewnotwhyorwherefore,—— Heyielded,bitbybit,hisdrearypast,LikegatheredcloudsthatseemedtothickenthereforSomedulldown-droppingoftheircareatlast。 Longhadhelivedthere。AsaboyhadstartedFromthestackedcorntheIndian’spaintedface; Heardthewolves’howlthewearyingwastethatpartedHisfather’shutfromthelastcamping-place。 Naturehadmockedhim:thricehadclaimedthereaping,Withscytheoffire,oflandssheoncehadsown; Sentthetornado,roundhishearthstoneheapingRafters,deadfacesthatwerelikehisown。 ThencametheWarTime。WhenitsshadowbeckonedHehadwalkeddumblywheretheflaghadledThroughswampandfen,——unknown,unpraised,unreckoned,—— Tofamine,fever,andaprisonbed。 Tillthestormpassed,andtheslowtidereturningCasthim,awreck,beneathhisnativesky; Here,athiswatch,gavehimthechanceofearningScantmeanstolive——whowontherighttodie。 AllthisIheard——orseemedtohear——halfblendingWiththelowmurmurofthecomingbreeze,Thecallofsomelostbird,andtheunendingAndtirelesssobbingofthosegrassyseas。 UntilatlastthespellofdesolationBrokewithatremblingstarandfar-offcry。 Thecomingtrain!Iglancedaroundthestation,Allwasasemptyastheuppersky! Naughtbutmyself;norformnorfigurewakingThelonghushedlevelandstarkshiningwaste; Naughtbutmyself,thatcry,andthedullshakingOfwheelandaxle,stoppedinbreathlesshaste! \"Now,then——looksharp!Eh,what?TheStation-Master? THAR’SNONE!Westoppedhereofourownaccord。 Themangotkilledinthatdown-traindisasterThistimelastevening。Rightthere!Allaboard!\" THEMISSIONBELLSOFMONTEREY Obellsthatrang,ObellsthatsangAbovethemartyrs’wilderness,Tillfromthatreddenedcoast-linesprangTheGospelseedtocheerandbless,Whatareyourgarneredsheavesto-day? OMissionbells!Eleisonbells! OMissionbellsofMonterey! Obellsthatcrash,ObellsthatclashAbovethechimney-crowdedplain,Onwallandtoweryourvoicesdash,Butneverwiththeoldrefrain; Inmartandtemplegoneastray! Yedanglebells!Yejanglebells! YewranglebellsofMonterey! Obellsthatdie,sofar,sonigh,Comebackoncemoreacrossthesea; Notwiththezealot’sfuriouscry,Notwiththecreed’sausterity; ComewithHislovealonetostay,OMissionbells!Eleisonbells! OMissionbellsofMonterey! NOTE。ThispoemwassettomusicbyMonsieurCharlesGounod。 \"CROTALUS\" (RATTLESNAKEBAR,SIERRAS) Nolifeinearth,orair,orsky; Thesunbeams,brokensilently,Onthebaredrocksaroundmelie,—— Coldrockswithhalf-warmedlichensscarred,Andscalesofmoss;andscarceayardAway,onelongstrip,yellow-barred。 Lostinacleft!’TisbutastrideToreachit,thrustitsrootsaside,Andliftitonthystickastride! Yetstay!Thatmomentisthygrace! Forroundthee,thrillingairandspace,Achatteringterrorfillstheplace! AsoundasofdrybonesthatstirInthedeadValley!ByyonfirThelocuststopsitsnoondaywhir! Thewildbirdhears;smotewiththesound,Asifbybulletbroughttoground,Onbrokenwing,dips,wheelinground! Thehare,transfixed,withtremblinglip,Halts,breathless,onpulsatinghip,Andpalsiedtread,andheelsthatslip。 Enough,oldfriend!——’tisthou。ForgetMyheedlessfoot,norlongerfretThepeacewiththygrimcastanet! Iknowthee!Yes!ThoumaystforegoThatliftedcrest;themeasuredblowBeyondwhichthypridescornstogo,Oryetretract!FormenospellLightsthoseslitorbs,where,somethink,dwellMachicolatedfiresofhell! Ionlyknowtheehumble,bold,Haughty,withmiseriesuntold,AndtheoldCursethatlefttheecold,Anddrovetheeevertothesun,Onblisteringrocks;normadetheeshunOurcabin’shearth,whendaywasdone,Andthespentasheswarmedtheebest; Weknewthee,——silent,joylessguestOfourrudeingle。E’enthyquestOftheraremilk-bowlseemedtobeNaughtbutabrother’spoverty,AndSpartantastethatkepttheefreeFromlustandrapine。Thou!whosefameSearchestthegrasswithtongueofflame,Makingallcreaturesseemthygame; Whenthewholewoodsbeforetheerun,Askedbut——whenallwassaidanddone—— Tolie,untrodden,inthesun! ONWILLIAMFRANCISBARTLETT DEADATPITTSFIELD,MASS。,1876 OpoorRomancer——thouwhoseprintedpage,Filledwithrudespeechandruderformsofstrife,WasgiventoheroesinwhosevulgarrageNotraceappearsofgentlerwaysandlife!—— ThouwhowastwontofcommonerclaytobuildSomeroughAchillesorsomeAjaxtall; ThouwhosefreebrushtoooftwaswonttogildSomesinglevirtuetillitdazzledall;—— WhatrighthastthoubesidethislaureledbierWhereonallmanhoodlies——whereonthewreathOfHarvardrests,theciviccrown,andhereThestarryflag,andswordandjeweledsheath? Seestthouthesehatchments?KnowestthouthisbloodNourishedtheheroesofColonialdays—— Senttothedimandsavage-hauntedwoodThosesad-eyedPuritanswithhymnsofpraise? Lookroundthee!Everywhereisclassicground。 ThereGreylockrears。Besideyonsilver\"Bowl\" GreatHawthornedwelt,andinitsmirrorfoundThosequaint,strangeshapesthatfilledhispoet’ssoul。 Stillsilent,Stranger?ThouwhonowandthenTouchedthetoocredulousearwithpathos,canstnotspeak? Hastlostthyreadyskilloftongueandpen? What,Jester!Tearsuponthatpaintedcheek? Pardon,goodfriends!IamnotheretomarHislaureledwreathswiththispoortinseledcrown—— Thismanwhotaughtmehow’twasbetterfarTobethepoemthantowriteitdown。 Ibringnolesson。WellhaveotherspreachedThisswordthatdealtfullmanyagallantblow; IcomeoncemoretotouchthehandthatreachedItsknightlygauntlettothevanquishedfoe。 OpaleAristocrat,thatliestthere,Socold,sosilent!CouldstthounotingraceHavebornewithusstilllonger,andsospareThescornweseeinthatproud,placidface? \"Hailandfarewell!\"SotheproudRomancriedO’erhisdeadhero。\"Hail,\"butnot\"farewell。\" Witheachhighthoughtthouwalkestsidebyside; Wefeelthee,touchthee,knowwhowroughtthespell! THEBIRDSOFCIRENCESTER DidIevertellyou,mydears,thewayThatthebirdsofCisseter——\"Cisseter!\"eh? Well\"Ciren-cester\"——oneOUGHTtosay,From\"Castra,\"or\"Caster,\" AsyourLatinmasterWillfurtherexplaintoyousomeday; Thougheventhewisesterr,AndShakespearewrites\"Ci-cester,\" WhileeveryvisitorWhodoesn’tsay\"Cissiter\" Isin\"Ciren-cester\"consideredastray。 AhundredmilesfromLondontown—— WheretherivergoescurvingandbroadeningdownFromtree-toptospire,andspiretomast,TillittumblesoutrightintheChannelatlast—— AhundredmilesfromthatflatforeshoreThattheDanesandtheNorthmenhauntnomore—— There’salittlecupintheCotswoldhillsWhichaspringinameadowbubblesandfills,Spannedbyaheron’swing——crossedbyastride—— Calmanduntroubledbydreamsofpride,GuiltlessofFameorambition’saims,ThatisthesourceofthelordlyThames! RemarkhereagainthatcustomcontemnsBoth\"Tames\"andThames——youmustSAY\"Tems!\" ButWHY?nomatter!——fromthemyoucanseeCirencester’stallspiresloomupo’erthelea。 A。D。FiveHundredandFifty-two,TheSaxoninvaders——aterriblecrew—— HadforcedthelinesoftheBritonsthrough; AndCirencester,halfmudandthatch,Dryandcrispasatindermatch,Wasfiercelybeleagueredbyfoes,who’dcatchAtanydevicethatcouldharryandroutThefolkthatsoboldlywereholdingout。 Forthestreetsofthetown——asyou’llseeto-day—— WeretwistedandcurvedinacuriouswayThatkepttheinvadersstillatbay; AndthelongestboltthataSaxondrewWasstoppedereadozenofyardsitflew,Byaturninthestreet,andalawsotrueThateventheserobbers——ofalllawsscorners!—— Knewyoucouldn’tshootarrowsAROUNDstreetcorners。 Sotheysatthemdownonalittleknoll,AndeachmanscratchedhisSaxonpoll,Andstaredatthesky,where,clearandhigh,Thebirdsofthatsummerwentsingingby,Asif,inhisglee,eachmotleyjesterWeremockingthefoesofCirencester,TillthejeeringcrowandthesaucylinnetSeemedalltobesaying:\"Ah!you’renotinit!\" Higho’ertheirheadsthemavisflew,Andthe\"ouzel-cocksoblackofhue;\" Andthe\"throstle,\"withhis\"notesotrue\" (YourememberwhatShakespearesays——HEknew); Andthesoaringlark,thatkeptdroppingthroughLikeabucketspillinginwellsofblue; Andthemerlin——seenonheraldicpanes—— WithlegsasvagueastheQueenofSpain’s; AndthedashingswiftthatwouldricochetFromthetuftsofgrassesbeforethem,yet—— LikeboldAntaeus——wouldeachtimebringNewlifefromtheearth,barelytouchedbyhiswing; AndtheswallowandmartletthatalwaysknewThestraightestwayhome。HereaSaxonchurldrewHisbreath——tappedhisforehead——anideahadgotthrough! Sotheybroughtthemsomenets,whichstraightwaytheyfilledWiththeswallowsandmartlets——thesweetbirdswhobuildInthehousesofman——allthatinnocentguildWhosingattheirlaboroneavesandinthatch—— AndtheystuckontheirfeathersarudelightedmatchMadeofresinandtow。ThentheyletthemallgoTobefree!Asachild-likediversion?Ah,no! ToworkCirencester’sredruinandwoe。 Forstraighttoeachnesttheyflew,inwildquestOftheirhomesandtheirfledgelings——thattheylovedthebest; AndstraighterthanarrowofSaxone’erspedTheyshoto’erthecurvingstreets,highoverhead,Bringingfireandterrortorooftreeandbed,Tillthetownbrokeinflame,wherevertheycame,TotheBriton’sredruin——theSaxon’sredshame! Yetthey’reallgonetogether!To-dayyou’lldigupFrom\"mound\"orfrom\"barrow\"somearroworcup。 Theirfameisforgotten——theirstoryisended—— ’Neaththefeetoftheracetheyhavemixedwithandblended。 Butthebirdsareunchanged——theouzel-cocksings,Stillgoldonhiscrestandstillblackonhiswings; Andthelarkchantsonhigh,ashemountstothesky,Stillbrowninhiscoatandstilldiminhiseye; WhiletheswallowormartletisstillafreenesterIntheeavesandtheroofsofthrice-builtCirencester。 LINESTOAPORTRAIT,BYASUPERIORPERSON WhenIboughtyouforasong,Yearsago——Lordknowshowlong!—— Iwasstruck——Imaybewrong—— Byyourfeatures,And——asomethinginyourairThatIcouldn’tquitecompareTomyotherplainorfairFellowcreatures。 Inyoursimple,ovalframeYouwerenotwellknowntofame,Buttome——’twasallthesame—— Whoe’erdrewyou; ForyourfaceIcan’tforget,ThoughIoftentimesregretThat,somehow,IneveryetSawquitethroughyou。 Yeteachmorning,whenIrise,Igofirsttogreetyoureyes; And,inturn,YOUscrutinizeMypresentment。 Andwhenshadesofeveningfall,Asyouhanguponmywall,You’rethelastthingIrecallWithcontentment。 Itisweakness,yetIknowThatIneverturnedtogoAnywhere,forwealorwoe,ButIlingeredForoneparting,thrillingflashFromyoureyes,togivethatdashTothecurlofmymustache,ThatIfingered。 Iftosomeyoumayseemplain,AndwhenpeopleglanceagainWhereyouhang,theirlipsrefrain。 Fromconfession; Yettheyturninstealthaside,AndInote,theytrytohideHowmuchtheyaresatisfiedInexpression。 OtherfacesIhaveseen; Otherformshavecomebetween; OtherthingsIhave,Iween,Doneanddaredfor! ButOURtiestheycannotsever,And,thoughIshouldsayitnever,You’retheonlyoneIeverReallycaredfor! Andyou’llstillbehangingthereWhenwe’reboththeworseforwear,Andthesilver’sonmyhairAndoffyourbacking; YetmyfaithshallneverpassInmydearoldshaving-glass,Tillmyfaceandyours,alas! Botharelacking! HERLASTLETTER BEINGAREPLYTO\"HISANSWER\" June4th!Doyouknowwhatthatdatemeans? June4th!Bythisairandthesepines! Well,——onlyyouknowhowIhatescenes,—— Thesemightbemyverylastlines! Forperhaps,sir,you’llkindlyremember—— IfsomeOTHERthingsyou’veforgot—— Thatyoulastwrotethe4thofDECEMBER,—— JustsixmonthsagoI——fromthisspot; Fromthisspot,thatyousaidwas\"thefairestForoncebeingheldinmythought。\" Now,reallyIcallthatthebarestOf——well,Iwon’tsaywhatIought! ForhereIambackfrommy\"riches,\" My\"triumphs,\"my\"tours,\"andallthat; AndYOU’REnottobefoundintheditchesOrtemplesofPovertyFlat! FromPariswewentfortheseasonToLondon,whenpawired,\"Stop。\" Mamasays\"hisHEALTH\"wasthereason。 (I’veheardthatsomethingstooka\"drop。\") ButshesaidifmypatienceI’dsummonIcouldgobackwithhimtotheFlat—— PerhapsIwasthinkingofsomeoneWhoofme——well——wasnotthinkingTHAT! OfcourseyouwillSAYthatI\"neverRepliedtotheletteryouwrote。\" Thatisjustlikeaman!But,however,Ireadit——orhowcouldIquote? Andastothestoriesyou’veheard(No,Don’ttellmeyouhaven’t——Iknow!),You’llnotbelieveoneblessedword,Joe; Butjustwhencetheycame,letthemgo! AndtheycamefromSadeLotskiofYolo,WhosefathersoldclothesontheBar—— YoucalledhimJob-lotski,youknow,Joe,AndtheboyssaidHERvaluewaspar。 Well,wemetherinParis——justflaringWithdiamonds,andlostinahatAndsheaskedme\"howJosephwasfaringInhislove-suitonPovertyFlat!\" Shethoughtitwouldshameme!ImetherWithalook,Joe,thatmadehereyesdrop; AndIsaidthatyour\"love-suitfaredbetterThananysuitoutofTHEIRshop!\" AndIdidn’tblushTHEN——asI’mdoingTofindmyselfhere,allalone,Andleft,Joe,todoallthe\"sueing\" Toaloverthat’scertainlyflown。 Inthisbrand-newhotel,called\"TheLily\" (Iwonderwhogaveitthatname?) Ireallyamfeelingquitesilly,TothinkIwasoncecalledthesame; AndIstarefromitswindows,andfancyI’mlabeledtoeachpasser-by。 Ah!goneistheoldnecromancy,Fornothingseemsrighttomyeye。 OnthathilltherearestoresthatIknewnot; There’sastreet——whereIoncelostmyway; Andthecopsewhereyouoncetiedmyshoe-knotIsshamelesslyopenasday! Andthatbankbythespring——Ioncedrankthere,AndyoucalledtheplaceEden,youknow; NowI’mbanishedlikeEve——thoughthebankthereIsbelongingto\"AdamsandCo。\" There’stherustleofsilkonthesidewalk; Justnowtherepassedbyatallhat; Butthere’sgloominthis\"boom\"andthiswildtalkOfthe\"future\"ofPovertyFlat。 There’sadecorouschillintheair,Joe,Whereonceweweresimpleandfree; AndIhearthey’vebeenmakingamayor,Joe,OfthemanwhoshotSandyMcGee。 Butthere’sstillthe\"lap,lap\"oftheriver; There’sthesongofthepines,deepandlow。 (HowmylongingforthemmademequiverIntheparkthattheycallFontainebleau!) There’sthesnow-peakthatlookedonourdances,Andblushedwhenthemorningsaid,\"Go!\" There’salotthatremainswhichonefancies—— Butsomehowthere’sneveraJoe! Perhaps,onthewhole,itisbetter,Foryoumighthavebeenchangedliketherest; Thoughit’sstrangethatI’mtrustingthisletterTopapa,justtohaveitaddressed。 Hethinkshemayfindyou,andreallySeemskindernowI’mallalone。 Youmighthavebeenhere,Joe,ifmerelyToLOOKwhatI’mwillingtoOWN。 Well,well!that’sallpast;sogood-night,Joe; Good-nighttotheriverandFlat; Good-nighttowhat’swrongandwhat’sright,Joe; Good-nighttothepast,andallthat—— ToHarrison’sbarn,anditsdancers; Tothemoon,andthewhitepeakofsnow; Andgood-nighttothecanyonthatanswersMy\"Joe!\"withitsechoof\"No!\" P。S。 I’vejustgotyournote。Youdeceiver! Howdaredyou——howCOULDyou?Oh,Joe! TothinkI’vebeenkeptabelieverInthingsthatweresixmonthsago! Andit’sYOU’VEbuiltthishouse,andthebank,too,Andthemills,andthestores,andallthat! AndforeverythingchangedImustthankYOU,Whohave\"struckit\"onPovertyFlat! Howdaredyougetrich——yougreatstupid!—— Likepapa,andsomementhatIknow,InsteadofjusttrustingtoCupidAndtomeforyourmoney?Ah,Joe! Justtothinkyousentneveraword,dear,Tillyouwrotetopapaforconsent! NowIknowwhytheyhadmetransferredhere,And\"thehealthofpapa\"——whatTHATmeant! NowIknowwhytheycallthis\"TheLily;\" WhythemanwhoshotSandyMcGeeYoumademayor!’Twasbecause——oh,yousilly!—— Heonce\"wentdownthemiddle\"withme! I’vebeenfooledtothetopofmybenthere,Socome,andaskpardon——youknowThatyou’vestillgottogetMYconsent,dear! Andjustthinkwhatthatechosaid——Joe! V。PARODIES BEFORETHECURTAIN Behindthefootlightshangstherustybaize,AtrifleshabbyintheupturnedblazeOfflaringgasandcuriouseyesthatgaze。 Thestage,methinks,perhapsisnonetoowide,AndhardlyfitforroyalRichard’sstride,OrFalstaff’sbulk,orDenmark’syouthfulpride。 Ah,well!nopassionwalksitshumbleboards; O’eritnokingnorvaliantHectorlords: Thesimplestskillisallitsspaceaffords。 Thesongandjest,thedanceandtriflingplay,Thelocalhitatfolliesoftheday,Thetricktopassanidlehouraway,—— ForthesenotrumpetsthatannouncetheMoor,Noblastthatmakesthehero’swelcomesure,—— Asinglefiddleintheoverture! TOTHEPLIOCENESKULL* (AGEOLOGICALADDRESS) \"Speak,Oman,lessrecent!Fragmentaryfossil! Primalpioneerofplioceneformation,HidinlowestdriftsbelowtheearlieststratumOfvolcanictufa! \"Olderthanthebeasts,theoldestPalaeotherium; Olderthanthetrees,theoldestCryptogami; Olderthanthehills,thoseinfantileeruptionsOfearth’sepidermis! \"Eo——Mio——Plio——whatsoe’erthe’cene’wasThatthosevacantsocketsfilledwithaweandwonder,—— WhethershoresDevonianorSilurianbeaches,—— Tellusthystrangestory! \"OrhastheprofessorslightlyantedatedBysomethousandyearsthyadventonthisplanet,Givingtheeanairthat’ssomewhatbetterfittedForcold-bloodedcreatures? \"WertthoutruespectatorofthatmightyforestWhenabovethyheadthestatelySigillariaReareditscolumnedtrunksinthatremoteanddistantCarboniferousepoch? \"Tellusofthatscene,——thedimandwaterywoodland,Songless,silent,hushed,withneverbirdorinsect,Veiledwithspreadingfrondsandscreenedwithtallclubmosses,Lycopodiacea,—— \"WhenbesidetheewalkedthesolemnPlesiosaurus,AndaroundtheecreptthefestiveIchthyosaurus,WhilefromtimetotimeabovetheeflewandcircledCheerfulPterodactyls。 \"Tellusofthyfood,——thosehalf-marinerefections,CrinoidsontheshellandBrachipodsaunaturel,—— CuttlefishtowhichthepieuvreofVictorHugoSeemsaperiwinkle。 \"Speak,thouawfulvestigeoftheearth’screation,Solitaryfragmentofremainsorganic! Tellthewondroussecretofthypastexistence,—— Speak!thouoldestprimate!\" EvenasIgazed,athrillofthemaxilla,Andalateralmovementofthecondyloidprocess,Withpost-pliocenesoundsofhealthymastication,Groundtheteethtogether。 Andfromthatimperfectdentalexhibition,Stainedwithexpressjuicesoftheweednicotian,Camethesehollowaccents,blentwithsoftermurmursOfexpectoration: \"WhichmynameisBowers,andmycrustwasbustedFallingdownashaftinCalaverasCounty; ButI’dtakeitkindlyifyou’dsendthepiecesHometooldMissouri!\" *Seenotesatend。 THEBALLADOFMR。COOKE LEGENDOFTHECLIFFHOUSE,SANFRANCISCO) WherethesturdyoceanbreezeDrivesthesprayofroaringseas,ThattheCliffHousebalconiesOverlook: There,inspiteofrainthatbalked,Withhissandalsdulychalked,Onceuponatight-ropewalkedMr。Cooke。 Butthejester’slightsomemien,Andhisspanglesandhissheen,AllhadvanishedwhenthesceneHeforsook。 Yetinsomedelusivehope,Insomevaguedesiretocope,ONEstillcametoviewtheropeWalkedbyCooke。 AmidBeauty’sbrightarray,Onthatstrangeeventfulday,Partlyhiddenfromthespray,Inanook,StoodFlorindaVeredeVere; Who,withwind-disheveledhair,Andarapt,distractedair,GazedonCooke。 Thensheturned,andquicklycriedToherloveratherside,WhileherformwithloveandprideWildlyshook: \"CliffordSnook!oh,hearmenow! HereIbreakeachplightedvow; There’sbutonetowhomIbow,Andthat’sCooke!\" Haughtilythatyoungmanspoke: \"Idescendfromnoblefolk; ’SevenOaks,’andthen’Se’nnoak,’ Lastly’Snook,’ IsthewaymynameItrace。 ShallayouthofnobleraceInaffairsoflovegiveplaceToaCooke?\" \"CliffordSnook,IknowthyclaimTothatlineageandname,AndIthinkI’vereadthesameInHorneTooke; ButIswear,byalldivine,Never,never,tobethine,TillthoucanstuponyonlineWalklikeCooke。\" ThoughtothatgymnasticfeatHenoclosermightcompeteThantostrikeaBALANCE-sheetInabook; YetthenceforwardfromthatdayHehisfigurewoulddisplayInsomewildathleticway,AfterCooke。 Onsomehouseholdeminence,Onaclothes-lineorafence,Overditches,drains,andthenceO’erabrook,He,byhighambitionled,Everwalkedandbalanced,Tillthepeople,wondering,said,\"HowlikeCooke!\" Stepbystepdidheproceed,Nervedbyvalor,notbygreed,AndatlastthecrowningdeedUndertook。 Mistywasthemidnightair,Andthecliffwasbleakandbare,Whenhecametodoanddare,JustlikeCooke。 Throughthedarkness,o’ertheflow,Stretchedthelinewhereheshouldgo,StraightacrossasfliesthecrowOrtherook。 Onewildglancearoundhecast; Thenhefacedtheoceanblast,AndhestrodethecablelastTouchedbyCooke。 Vainlyroaredtheangryseas,Vainlyblewtheoceanbreeze; But,alas!thewalker’skneesHadacrook; AndbeforehereachedtherockDidtheybothtogetherknock,Andhestumbledwithashock—— UnlikeCooke! Downwarddroppinginthedark,Likeanarrowtoitsmark,Orafish-polewhenasharkBitesthehook,Droppedthepolehecouldnotsave,Droppedthewalker,andthewaveSwiftengulfedtherivalbraveOfJ。Cooke! CamearoaracrosstheseaOfsea-lionsintheirglee,InatongueremarkablyLikeChinook; Andthemaddenedsea-gullseemedStilltoutter,ashescreamed,\"PerishthusthewretchwhodeemedHimselfCooke!\" ButonmistymoonlitnightsComesaskeletonintights,WalksoncemorethegiddyheightsHemistook; Andunseentomortaleyes,Purgedofgrosserearthlyties,NowatlastinspiritguiseOutdoesCooke。 StillthesturdyoceanbreezeSweepsthesprayofroaringseas,WheretheCliffHousebalconiesOverlook; Andthemaidensintheirprime,Readingofthismournfulrhyme,Weepwhere,intheoldentime,WalkedJ。Cooke。 THEBALLADOFTHEEMEU Oh,say,haveyouseenattheWillowssogreen—— Socharmingandrurallytrue—— Asingularbird,withamannerabsurd,WhichtheycalltheAustralianEmeu? HaveyouEverseenthisAustralianEmeu? Ittrotsallaroundwithitsheadontheground,Orerectsitquiteoutofyourview; Andtheladiesallcry,whenitsfiguretheyspy,\"Oh!whatasweetprettyEmeu! Oh!doJustlookatthatlovelyEmeu!\" Onedaytothisspot,whentheweatherwashot,CameMatildaHortenseFortescue; Andbesidehertherecameayouthofhighname,—— AugustusFlorellMontague: ThetwoBothlovedthatwild,foreignEmeu。 Withtwoloavesofbreadthentheyfedit,insteadOfthefleshofthewhiteCockatoo,WhichoncewasitsfoodinthatwildneighborhoodWhererangesthesweetKangaroo,ThattooIsgameforthefamousEmeu! Oldsawsandgimletsbutitsappetitewhets,Liketheworld-famousbarkofPeru; There’snothingsohardthatthebirdwilldiscard,AndnothingitstastewilleschewThatyouCangivethatlong-leggedEmeu! Thetimeslippedawayinthisinnocentplay,WhenupjumpedtheboldMontague: \"Where’sthatspecimenpinthatIgaylydidwinInraffle,andgaveuntoyou,Fortescue?\" NowordspoketheguiltyEmeu! \"Quick!tellmehisnamewhomthougavestthatsame,ErethesehandsinthybloodIimbrue!\" \"Nay,dearest,\"shecried,assheclungtohisside,\"I’minnocentasthatEmeu!\" \"Adieu!\" Hereplied,\"MissM。H。Fortescue!\" Downshedroppedathisfeet,allaswhiteasasheet,Aswildlyhefledfromherview; Hethought’twashersin,——forheknewnotthepinHadbeengobbledupbytheEmeu; AllthroughThevoracityofthatEmeu! MRS。JUDGEJENKINS (BEINGTHEONLYGENUINESEQUELTO\"MAUDMULLER\" MaudMullerallthatsummerdayRakedthemeadowsweetwithhay; Yet,lookingdownthedistantlane,ShehopedtheJudgewouldcomeagain。 Butwhenhecame,withsmileandbow,Maudonlyblushed,andstammered,\"Ha-ow?\" Andspokeofher\"pa,\"andwonderedwhetherHe’dgiveconsenttheyshouldwedtogether。 OldMullerburstintears,andthenBeggedthattheJudgewouldlendhim\"ten;\" Fortradewasdull,andwageslow,Andthe\"craps,\"thisyear,weresomewhatslow。 Anderethelanguidsummerdied,SweetMaudbecametheJudge’sbride。 Butonthedaythattheyweremated,Maud’sbrotherBobwasintoxicated; AndMaud’srelations,twelveinall,WereverydrunkattheJudge’shall。 Andwhenthesummercameagain,Theyoungbrideborehimbabiestwain; AndtheJudgewasblest,butthoughtitstrangeThatbearingchildrenmadesuchachange; ForMaudgrewbroadandredandstout,AndthewaistthathisarmonceclaspedaboutWasmorethanhenowcouldspan;andheSighedashepondered,ruefully,HowthatwhichinMaudwasnativegraceInMrs。Jenkinswasoutofplace; Andthoughtofthetwins,andwishedthattheyLookedlesslikethemenwhorakedthehayOnMuller’sfarm,anddreamedwithpainOfthedayhewandereddownthelane。 Andlookingdownthatdrearytrack,Hehalfregrettedthathecameback; For,hadhewaited,hemighthavewedSomemaidenfairandthoroughbred; Fortherebewomenfairasshe,Whoseverbsandnounsdomoreagree。 Alasformaiden!alasforjudge! Andthesentimental,——that’sone-half\"fudge;\" ForMaudsoonthoughttheJudgeabore,Withallhislearningandallhislore; AndtheJudgewouldhavebarteredMaud’sfairfaceFormorerefinementandsocialgrace。 If,ofallwordsoftongueandpen,Thesaddestare,\"Itmighthavebeen,\" Moresadarethesewedailysee: \"Itis,buthadn’toughttobe。\" AGEOLOGICALMADRIGAL Ihavefoundoutagiftformyfair; Iknowwherethefossilsabound,WherethefootprintsofAvesdeclareThebirdsthatoncewalkedontheground。 Oh,come,and——intechnicalspeech—— We’llwalkthisDevonianshore,OronsomeSilurianbeachWe’llwander,mylove,evermore。 IwillshowtheethesinuoustrackBytheslow-movingAnnelidmade,OrtheTrilobitethat,fartherback,IntheoldPotsdamsandstonewaslaid; Thoushaltsee,inhisJurassictomb,ThePlesiosaurusembalmed; InhisOoliticprimeandhisbloom,Iguanodonsafeandunharmed。 Youwished——Irememberitwell,AndIlovedyouthemoreforthatwish—— ForaperfectcystedianshellAndaWHOLEholocephalicfish。 Andoh,ifEarth’sstratacontainsInitslowestSiluriandrift,OrpalaeozoicremainsThesame,’tisyourlover’sfreegift! Thencome,love,andneversaynay,Butcalmallyourmaidenlyfears; We’llnote,love,inonesummer’sdayTherecordofmillionsofyears; AndthoughtheDarwinianplanYoursensitivefeelingsmayshock,We’llfindthebeginningofman,Ourfossilancestors,inrock! AVITOR (ANAERIALRETROSPECT) Whatwasitfilledmyyouthfuldreams,InplaceofGreekorLatinthemes,Orbeauty’swild,bewilderingbeams? Avitor! WhatvisionsandcelestialscenesIfilledwithaerialmachines,Montgolfier’sandMr。Green’s! Avitor! Whatfairytalesseemedthingsofcourse! TherocthatbroughtSindbadacross,TheCalendar’sownwingedhorse! Avitor! HowmanythingsItookforfacts,—— Icarusandhisconductlax,Andhowhesealedhisfatewithwax! Avitor! ThefirstballoonsIsoughttosail,Soap-bubblesfair,butalltoofrail,Orkites,——buttherebyhangsatail。 Avitor! WhatmademelaunchfromattictallAkittenandaparasol,Andwatchtheirbitter,frightfulfall? Avitor! WhatyouthfuldreamsofhighrenownBademeinflatetheparson’sgown,Thatwentnotup,noryetcamedown? Avitor! MyfirstascentImaynottell; EnoughtoknowthatinthatwellMyfirsthighaspirationsfell。