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Carlier, “I will have him arrested for you; general public; but, four years afterwards, but it will cost money.”
the publication of "Atalanta in Calydon” “I do not care for that,' the Minister re- at once placed the young and ardent poet plied.
in the first rank among our living bards. "Three days after, Blanqui was arrested in He was enabled to dispute the laurels this way. M. Carlier sent for an excessively with Browning and Tennyson. The feeldemagogic but poor chief of a club, and ing and inspiration of the “ Atalanta” are said to him, without further preface- thoroughly Greek, and it is written in rich
“Ah, it is you, sir? Be good enough to yet simple English, artfully elaborated into sit down, and allow me to enter into matters most liquid verse. at once. I have always thought that the There is no poet whose verses are more only reason why you were so exalted in the beautifully liquid and flowing than Mr. Swinopinions you profess was because you had burne's, and this quality is quite distinctive not a penny piece to call your own. of him. His power of rhyming is wonder“Really, sir
ful. "Sestina,” the poem published in this "Pray allow me to speak without inter- magazine lately, bears witness to this, ruption, and you can answer me afterwards. there are only two rhymes all through it. We desire to arrest Blanqui. Here are six Subsequently to the publication of “Atathousand-franc notes, which are yours if you lanta in Calydon,” Mr. Swinburne produced agree to tell us at what spot and at what (in 1865) “Poems and Ballads.” However hour this arrest can be effected, as you know beautiful many of the poems in this volume where he goes and what he does. You need were, their charm was destroyed by others only speak one word to earn this sum.”' which were neither wholesome nor good. And the word was spoken.
Of late, Mr. Swinburne has turned over a
new leaf, and all his recently published verses SPRING CHANSON.
are as unobjectionable in matter as they are
poetic in inspiration and finished in execuSING.
werd iptophets of the times to becos ING your rich warblings from the topmost tree, tion. Whatever else may be urged against
Mr. Swinburne's writings, it can never be Sing! for the heaven above you is all free: Sometime the fruit will come upon the tree.
denied that they are the productions of a
THE CITY OF YORK.
It is said that York is an aristocratic city,
IT Who choose by happy fits and starts to sing
and her royal descent and geographical Our own light carols on the random wing,
position give her a right to be so. She owes May lend a tribute worth the welcoming.
her beginning to Etraucus, a Roman prince; The hearts of men are happy for all time
and is situated in one of the richest and pleaWho love the music of the natural prime;
santest valleys in England. It may occasion And while they sadden to the far sublime,
a slight shock to nerves that are not strong Scorn not withal the lighter-hearted chime
to learn that the word “Ebor” means "wild Of those who chant, as birds ere yet they rest,
boar;" but truth is above everything, and A happy vesper to the quiet west,
there was in the neighbourhood of the city And leave one sweet consoling in the breast, much to suggest the name. Within an hour's With present troubles all too strong opprest. walk from its walls, stretching out to the
north-west, began an immense forest, which ALGERNON CHARLES SWINBURNE. was a harbour for this rude and fierce ani
mal; and you may see now, over the north R. SWINBURNE, who was born at door of the west end of the cathedral, a sign
Holmwood, in Surrey, in 1843, re- of those times in the figures of a wild boar ceived his education at Eton and Oxford. pursued by huntsmen and hounds. He left the university without taking a degree, It seems, at this time, that if there were and in 1861 published his first poems—"The wild boars outside the city, there were good Queen Mother," and "Rosamond.” "
and wise men within it. About a mile's These first efforts were not received with distance from the north-west angle of its much favour either by the critics or by the walls, there still remain three monumental
hills, raised in memory of the courage and and I noticed that their hands were warm virtues of Severus, a prince and governor of and moist. the city.
“Gentlemen,” said Busted, “ fellow-elecThis prince is spoken of, by an historian of tors, I am proud to introduce you to my the time, as having "an excellent and pierc-esteemed and intimate friend, Mr. Thomas ing judgment, diligent in the study of the Gummer.” liberal arts, and eloquent and persuasive in I bowed to the deputies, and the depucounsel and speech. His last words to his ties cried “Hear, hear.” sons contained a judicious mixture of Chris- “Gentlemen,” said Busted, "we will protian and military principles. “Do every- ceed to business. When you have a point, thing,' he said, 'that conduces to each other's fix on it at once." good. Cherish the soldiery, and then you Cries of “ Hear, hear," and stamping on may despise the rest of mankind.""
the floor. The century after his death was a time of Busted, whose height was not in proporgreat peace in Britain, during which most tion to his circumference, mounted upon a of those excellent roads were made of which footstool, blew his nose, wiped his forehead, traces have continually been found in the coughed as if he had a herring bone in his neighbourhood of York, which seems to throat, put his arms akimbo as well as his have been a central station, and standing stoutness would allow, and stared fiercely at in the same relation to them as the heart the chandelier. does to the human body. By these roads, Cries of "Hear, hear," and more stampthe city was placed in direct communication ing on our brand-new best Brussels. with the chief ports on the coast; but they were constructed more for military than “Mr. Gummer, sir-We, the chairman trading purposes. The main channel for and committee of the Voters' Protection Astrade was the river Ouse, which was helped sociation, have the honour to wait on you as to bear and give rest to its burdens by a huge a deputation for the purpose of laying before basin of water that came close up to the you resolutions proposed at our last meetcastle walls—then used as a storehouse for ing, and the which our worthy secretary, corn—and which has long descended in the Mr. Boocock, will read.” (Applause.) scale of uses, and now bears the ominous name of “the Foss."
Mr. Boocock, a bilious-looking chemist and druggist, in a white choker, read the
resolutions with impressive solemnity. Mrs. GUMMER'S FORTUNE.
Gummer and the girls, who were listening BY JOHN BAKER HOPKINS.
outside, declared that no parson could have
been more imposing. CHAPTER IX.
“Resolved, that, in the opinion of the AT T the appointed time, Mr. Busted and Voters' Protection Association, Mr. Thomas
his friends — a dozen of them — ar-Gummer, from his long-tried and consistent rived in a private omnibus. They all had Liberalism, from his devotion to the interests clean shirts with prodigious collars, new of the great middle class, the backbone of shiny hats, and black kid gloves on the the country, from his high character and his left hand only—the right being bare, for noble benevolence, is a fit and proper perthe purpose of shaking. When the depu-son to represent our important borough in ties were shown in, they coughed in chorus, the House of Commons. piled their hats upon the piano, and wiped “Resolved, that our honourable chairman their foreheads with silk handkerchiefs of and our committee be requested to wait on gorgeous patterns. I repeat that if Busted Mr. Thomas Gummer, and to ask him to had been my Siamese twin brother, only cut allow himself to be put in nomination at the loose a week before, he could not have been next election.
a more affectionate. He seized my hand, “Resolved, that if Mr. Thomas Gummer nearly dislocated my shoulder, and the ban. consents to contest the borough, we pledge tam cock of my signet ring was engraved on ourselves to secure his return by every the flesh of my second finger. The deputa- means in our power. tion followed the example of their leader, "Signed on behalf of the meeting by
Nathaniel Busted, Chairman, and counter- Yes, Busted treated me as if I belonged signed by Horatio Washington Boocock, to him, body, soul, and estate. He told the Secretary."
deputation that Corcyra Villa was a long
leasehold, and that Mr. Gummer knew betBusted remounted the footstool, and made ter what to do with his "ready” than to sink a long speech. He praised the public it in bricks and mortar. He had not seen spirit and patriotism of the association. He Mrs. Gummer or the girls, but he spoke of declared that he gloried in the name of them in a fatty, fatherly sort of way, Briton.
He wound up by saying Mr. Boo- He called me on one side, and whispered cock had drawn up a list of questions, which that a subscription of £ 50 to the funds of he pledged his public reputation to that the association would be a good investdeputation, to the association, and to the ment; and, before I could answer, he facountry, that I would answer satisfactorily. voured me with an expressive wink, mounted
Mr. Horatio Washington Boocock then the stool, and said read the questions:
“I am very happy to inform you, gentle
men, that my honourable friend and our "Are you prepared to defend and advance future member has given a first subscription to their culminating glory those eternal prin- of £50 to the funds of our association.” ciples of British liberty which are the envy (Immense applause.) and admiration of the world ?
Busted then proposed a glass of sherry “Will you support a measure for limiting all round to my health, ditto to my family, the shooting season to two months: a ditto to the association, and ditto to the measure which would benefit the farmer, borough. and also the mighty heart of the British The repeated glasses did not in the least empire, by lengthening the London season? affect Busted or his friends—and I am told
“Will you vote for the exemption of men that local politicians are used to sherry-but of business from the odious and inquisitorial they were telling on me. I was reflecting income tax?
on the possible consequences of the depu“Will you vote for less taxes and more ties seeing their future member somewhat efficiency?
shaky on his legs, and obfuscated, when “Will you vote for the local parliaments Busted said called vestries having the full control of the “Gentlemen, we must not keep the conlocal taxes?
veyance any longer. Drivers is human, and “Will you support a measure for compel- horseflesh is money.” ling the newspapers to report the debates of After shaking hands—my signet ring lathe local parliaments as fully as they do the cerating the flesh of my finger—the deputadebates of the Parliament at Westminster?” tion got out of the house, into the omnibus,
and went off—not, however, before Busted The deputation brought a reporter; and had pointed out to the deputies the garden according to the report in the Elector's and the elevation of Corcyra Villa. Spur, copied into the Green Lanes Herald, I I am not a revengeful man - at least, I find that I gave an unqualified assent to all think not but to kick that bumptious these propositions, that I addressed the de- Busted, or to see him kicked, would be a putation with spirit and eloquence, that I real and most heartfelt pleasure. consented to stand at the next election, and that my speech was loudly cheered.
“Gummer," said my wise wife, “we don't After the talk came the sherry. Again make our own ladders; and we must put up Mr. Busted rolled the wine from cheek to with what come to us, or remain on the cheek, and pronounced it light and clean. ground. And when one is up, it is easy to
“None of your South African offal, gen- kick down the ladder; but it's foolish to do tlemen," he remarked to the deputation. so whilst one is mounting. And what, Gum“None of your headache poison at three mer, can you expect from a Busted that is bob a bottle. Our honourable friend, gen- a tradesman, and lives by trade, and is tlemen, has a palate that can't be took in, ashamed of the trade that feeds and clothes and a purse equal to his laste. A light and and houses him, and calls himself by a grand clean sherry, Mr. Gummer, is not come name? A man who thinks himself above across everywheres."
himself is beneath your notice.”
In this happy country, politics is a sham CHAPTER X.
fight for the amusement of the million, who OLD BLOOD AND NEW MONEY,
pay for the game. The Liberals give as THE "HE genuine aristocracy of the Green little as they can, and the Tories give no Lanes are the De Crespins. Their place, more than they are obliged.
But allow me Grammont Lodge, is not extensive, but well to say, Mr. Gummer, that a metropolitan walled-in. The family are not heavy in seat will not be worth the money and trouble their dress; and their roomy brougham, with it will cost you. A snug borough will suit one fat horse, is not a staring turn-out. Co- you best; and I can find you one. I prelonel De Crespin has a limited income for sume you do not care for politics. Why the support of his family, which consists of should you? You don't want a Garter, and himself, wife, two daughters, and a son. Poor you could not get it if you did. You don't they are, but theyare born aristocrats. All the want a title, because you have not a son. De Crespins are presented at Court. Every My dear Mr. Gummer, a man who bores year the papers announce that Colonel De himself about politics without a motive is a Crespin attended the Levée. The De Cres- fool; and a fool is sure to fail. You are pins are highly connected. One first cousin right to go into the House. It is not a bad is a live baronet, and another first cousin is club-bar the cooking; and it is useful from married to a live lord. The De Crespins a social point of view." do not mix up with the Green Lanes gen- Before the Colonel left, he invited us to tility. They are benevolently civil to the dine at Grammont Lodge. rector, and politely civil to the doctor. They “Nothing formal, and dinner at sharp are short-spoken to their tradespeople, and seven." gracious to the working classes. But be- Mrs. Gummer and the girls were delighted. tween the De Crespins and the Green Lanes “Gummer, depend upon it, my judgment gentility there is a wall of ice.
is not far off the bull's-eye. That young "I hate those Crespins," said Mrs. Gum- Mr. Max De Crespin is like a fish on a hook mer. “They go marching about, like under- with Janet, and the family know it. Gumtakers out of mourning, with their heads mer, what have I said times and times out turned up, and with eyes for nothing except of memory? Those girls would marry at their own noses, which are big enough and the tip-top of the tree, and be a credit to crooked enough."
our bringing-up.” But when we came into our fortune the The invitation caused us much trouble De Crespins became friendly, as if the Gum- and worry. As it was a family party, ought mers had emigrated with Julius Cæsar, and we to go in full dress ? On the advice of a had lived in a castle for thousands of years. West-end milliner, full dress was determined Colonel De Crespin called and asked me to Mrs. Gummer was persuaded to leave attend the flower show. Mrs. De Crespin off her cap, and to wear a low body. and the Misses De Crespin left cards. The “Not, Tom, that I fancy such Guy Fawkes De Crespins shook hands with us in the business at my time; but if I look middling church porch, and the Green Lanes gentility juvenile it makes the girls more so, and the were as much amazed as if the sun and younger girls are the more tender they are earth had come together.
in the eyes of men.” “Gummer,” said my wife, “we were out For a whole week we thought and talked about the Crespins, for they are nice and of nothing but the dinner party. We learnt homely folk as ever wore stockings. There the “Etiquette of the Dinner Table” by is none of your fal-de-ral-hee-haw stuff about heart; but that book is of very little use, for them. Instead of asking how the young the host and hostess did nothing it said ladies are, as Mrs. Bungay does, Mrs. De they would do. On the grand day we dined Crespin asks after the girls. Tom, she's a early—that is to say, we lunched at one mother and a woman."
o'clock; and at four o'clock the labour of A few days after the deputation, the dressing began. A hairdresser from BondColonel came to see me.
street, specially retained, arrived in a cab, "Well
, Mr. Gummer, you are a Liberal and and commenced operations on the head of I am a Tory, as the De Crespins always have Mrs. Gummer; and, certainly, the effect was been and always will be. Not that it matters surprising. What with the head design of the dust of a fig-leaf which side a man takes. the hairdresser, and the powder and rouge