a new england girlhood-第6章
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In those early days； towns used to give each other nicknames； like schoolboys。 Ours was called 〃Bean…town〃 not because it was especially devoted to the cultivation of this leguminous edible； but probably because it adhered a long time to the Puritanic custom of saving Sunday…work by baking beans on Saturday evening； leaving them in the oven over night。 After a while； as families left off heating their ovens； the bean…pots were taken by the village baker on Saturday afternoon； who returned them to each house early on Sunday morning with the pan of brown bread that went with them。 The jingling of the baker's bells made the matter a public one。
The towns through which our stage…coach passed sometimes called it the 〃bean…pot。〃 The Jehn who drove it was something of a wag。 Once； coming through Charlestown； while waiting in the street for a resident passenger； he was hailed by another resident who thought him obstructing the passage； with the shout；
〃Halloo there！ Get your old bean…pot out of the way！〃
〃I will； when I have got my pork in；〃 was the ready reply。 What the sobriquet of Charlestown was； need not be explained。
We had a good opportunity to watch both coaches； as my father's shop was just at the head of the lane； and we went to school up… stairs in the same building。 After he left off going to sea； before my birth；my father took a store for the sale of what used to be called 〃West India goods；〃 and various other domestic commodities。
The school was kept by a neighbor whom everybody called 〃Aunt Hannah。〃 It took in all the little ones about us； no matter how young they were； provided they could walk and talk； and were considered capable of learning their letters。
A ladder…like flight of stairs on the outside of the house led up to the schoolroom； and another flight； also outside； took us down into a bit of a garden； where grew tansy and spearmint and southernwood and wormwood； and； among other old…fashioned flowers； an abundance of many…tinted four o'clocks； whose regular afternoon…opening just at the close of school； was a daily wonder to us babies。 From the schoolroom window we could watch the slow hands of the town clock and get a peep at what was going on in the street； although there was seldom anybody in sight except the Colonel's gardener or coachman； going into or out of the driveway directly opposite。 It was a very still street； the front windows of the houses were generally closed； and a few military…looking Lombardy poplars stood like sentinels on guard before them。
Another shopa very small onejoined my father's； where three shoemakers； all of the same namethe name our lane went bysat at their benches and plied their 〃waxed ends。〃 One of them； an elderly man； tall and erect； used to come out regularly every day； and stand for a long time at the corner； motionless as a post； with his nose and chin pointing skyward； usually to the northeast。 I watched his face with wonder； for it was said that 〃Uncle John〃 was 〃weatherwise；〃 and knew all the secrets of the heavens。
Aunt Hannah's schoolroom and 〃our shop〃 are a blended memory to me。 As I was only a baby when I began to go to school； I was often sent down…stairs for a half hour's recreation not permitted to the older ones。 I think I looked upon both school and shop entirely as places of entertainment for little children。
The front shop…window was especially interesting to us children； for there were in it a few glass jars containing sticks of striped barley…candy； and red and white peppermint…drops； and that delectable achievement of the ancient confectioner's art； the 〃Salem gibraltar。〃 One of my first recollections of my father is connected with that window。 He had taken me into the shop with him after dinner；I was perhaps two years old；and I was playing beside him on the counter when one of his old sea… comrades came in； whom we knew as 〃Captain Cross。〃 The Captain tried to make friends with me； and； to seal the bond； asked my father to take down from its place of exhibition a strip of red peppermints dropped on white paper； in a style I particularly admired； which he twisted around my neck； saying； 〃Now I've bought you！ Now you are my girl。 Come； go home with me！〃
His words sounded as if be meant them。 I took it all in earnest； and ran； scared and screaming； to my father； dashing down the sugar…plums I wanted so much； and refusing even to bestow a glance upon my amused purchaser。 My father pacified me by taking me on his shoulders and carrying me 〃pickaback〃 up and down the shop； and I clung to him in the happy consciousness that I belonged to him； and that be would not let anybody else have me； though I did not feel quite easy until Captain Cross disappeared。 I suppose that this little incident has always remained in my memory because it then for the first time became a fact in my consciousness that my father really loved me as I loved him。 He was not at all a demonstrative man； and any petting that he gave us children could not fail to make a permanent impression。
I think that must have been also the last special attention I received from him； for a little sister appeared soon after； whose coming was announced to me with the accompaniment of certain mysterious hints about my nose being out of joint。 I examined that feature carefully in the looking glass； but could not discover anything usual about it。 It was quite beyond me to imagine that our innocent little baby could have anything to do with the possible disfigurement of my face； but she did absorb the fondness of the whole family； myself included； and she became my father's playmate and darling； the very apple of his eye。 I used sometimes to wish I were a baby too； so that he would notice me； but gradually I accepted the situation。
Aunt Hannah used her kitchen or her sitting room for a schoolroom； as best suited her convenience。 We were delighted observers of her culinary operations and other employments。 If a baby's head nodded； a little bed was made for it on a soft 〃comforter〃 in the corner； where it had its nap out undisturbed。 But this did not often happen； there were so many interesting things going on that we seldom became sleepy。
Aunt Hannah was very kind and motherly； but she kept us in fear of her ferule； which indicated to us a possibility of smarting palms。 This ferule was shaped much like the stick with which she stirred her hasty pudding for dinner；I thought it was the same； and I found myself caught in a whirlwind of family laughter by reporting at home that 〃Aunt Hannah punished the scholars with the pudding…stick。〃
There was one colored boy in school； who did not sit on a bench； like the rest； but on a block of wood that looked like a backlog turned endwise。 Aunt Hannah often called him a 〃blockhead；〃 and I supposed it was because he sat on that block。 Sometimes； in his absence； a boy was made to sit in his place for punishment； for being a 〃blockhead 〃 too； as I imagined。 I hoped I should never be put there。 Stupid little girls received a different treatment； an occasional rap on the head with the teacher's thimble； accompanied with a half…whispered； impatient ejaculation； which sounded very much like 〃Numskull！〃 I think this was a rare occurrence； however； for she was a good…natured； much…enduring woman。
One of our greatest school pleasures was to watch Aunt Hannah spinning on her flax…wheel； wetting her thumb and forefinger at her lips to twist the thread； keeping time； meanwhile； to some quaint old tune with her foot upon the treadle。
A verse of one of her hymns； which I never heard anybody else sing； resounds in the farthest corner of my memory yet：〃
〃Whither goest thou； pilgrim stranger； Wandering through this lowly vale？ Knowest thou not 't is full of danger？ And will not thy courage fail？〃
Then a little pause； and the refrain of the answer broke in with a change； quick and jubilant； the treadle moving more rapidly； also： …
〃No； I'm bound for the kingdom！ Will you go to glory with me？ Hallelujah！ Praise the Lord！〃
I began to go to school when I was about two years old； as other children about us did。 The mothers of those large families had to resort to some means of keeping their little ones out of mischief； while they a
