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hours together with my head on my breast。 What I was thinking
about; it would be difficult to say at this distance of time; I
remember perfectly well; however; being ever conscious of a
peculiar heaviness within me; and at times of a strange sensation
of fear; which occasionally amounted to horror; and for which I
could assign no real cause whatever。
By nature slow of speech; I took no pleasure in conversation; nor
in hearing the voices of my fellow…creatures。 When people
addressed me; I not unfrequently; especially if they were
strangers; turned away my head from them; and if they persisted in
their notice burst into tears; which singularity of behaviour by no
means tended to dispose people in my favour。 I was as much
disliked as my brother was deservedly beloved and admired。 My
parents; it is true; were always kind to me; and my brother; who
was good nature itself; was continually lavishing upon me every
mark of affection。
There was; however; one individual who; in the days of my
childhood; was disposed to form a favourable opinion of me。 One
day; a Jew … I have quite forgotten the circumstance; but I was
long subsequently informed of it … one day a travelling Jew knocked
at the door of a farmhouse in which we had taken apartments; I was
near at hand sitting in the bright sunshine; drawing strange lines
on the dust with my fingers; an ape and dog were my companions; the
Jew looked at me and asked me some questions; to which; though I
was quite able to speak; I returned no answer。 On the door being
opened; the Jew; after a few words; probably relating to pedlery;
demanded who the child was; sitting in the sun; the maid replied
that I was her mistress's youngest son; a child weak HERE; pointing
to her forehead。 The Jew looked at me again; and then said: ''Pon
my conscience; my dear; I believe that you must be troubled there
yourself to tell me any such thing。 It is not my habit to speak to
children; inasmuch as I hate them; because they often follow me and
fling stones after me; but I no sooner looked at that child than I
was forced to speak to it … his not answering me shows his sense;
for it has never been the custom of the wise to fling away their
words in indifferent talk and conversation; the child is a sweet
child; and has all the look of one of our people's children。 Fool;
indeed! did I not see his eyes sparkle just now when the monkey
seized the dog by the ear? … they shone like my own diamonds … does
your good lady want any … real and fine? Were it not for what you
tell me; I should say it was a prophet's child。 Fool; indeed! he
can write already; or I'll forfeit the box which I carry on my
back; and for which I should be loth to take two hundred pounds!'
He then leaned forward to inspect the lines which I had traced。
All of a sudden he started back; and grew white as a sheet; then;
taking off his hat; he made some strange gestures to me; cringing;
chattering; and showing his teeth; and shortly departed; muttering
something about 'holy letters;' and talking to himself in a strange
tongue。 The words of the Jew were in due course of time reported
to my mother; who treasured them in her heart; and from that moment
began to entertain brighter hopes of her youngest born than she had
ever before ventured to foster。
CHAPTER II
Barracks and lodgings … A camp … The viper … A delicate child …
Blackberry time … MEUN and TUUM … Hythe … The Golgotha … Daneman's
skull … Superhuman stature … Stirring times … The sea…bord。
I HAVE been a wanderer the greater part of my life; indeed I
remember only two periods; and these by no means lengthy; when I
was; strictly speaking; stationary。 I was a soldier's son; and as
the means of my father were by no means sufficient to support two
establishments; his family invariably attended him wherever he
went; so that from my infancy I was accustomed to travelling and
wandering; and looked upon a monthly change of scene and residence
as a matter of course。 Sometimes we lived in barracks; sometimes
in lodgings; but generally in the former; always eschewing the
latter from motives of economy; save when the barracks were
inconvenient and uncomfortable; and they must have been highly so
indeed; to have discouraged us from entering them; for though we
were gentry (pray bear that in mind; gentle reader); gentry by
birth; and incontestably so by my father's bearing the commission
of good old George the Third; we were not FINE GENTRY; but people
who could put up with as much as any genteel Scotch family who find
it convenient to live on a third floor in London; or on a sixth at
Edinburgh or Glasgow。 It was not a little that could discourage
us: we once lived within the canvas walls of a camp; at a place
called Pett; in Sussex; and I believe it was at this place that
occurred the first circumstance; or adventure; call it which you
will; that I can remember in connection with myself: it was a
strange one; and I will relate it。
It happened that my brother and myself were playing one evening in
a sandy lane; in the neighbourhood of this Pett camp; our mother
was at a slight distance。 All of a sudden; a bright yellow; and;
to my infantine eye; beautiful and glorious; object made its
appearance at the top of the bank from between the thick quickset;
and; gliding down; began to move across the lane to the other side;
like a line of golden light。 Uttering a cry of pleasure; I sprang
forward; and seized it nearly by the middle。 A strange sensation
of numbing coldness seemed to pervade my whole arm; which surprised
me the more; as the object to the eye appeared so warm and sunlike。
I did not drop it; however; but; holding it up; looked at it
intently; as its head dangled about a foot from my hand。 It made
no resistance; I felt not even the slightest struggle; but now my
brother began to scream and shriek like one possessed。 'O mother;
mother!' said he; 'the viper! … my brother has a viper in his
hand!' He then; like one frantic; made an effort to snatch the
creature away from me。 The viper now hissed amain; and raised its
head; in which were eyes like hot coals; menacing; not myself; but
my brother。 I dropped my captive; for I saw my mother running
towards me; and the reptile; after standing for a moment nearly
erect; and still hissing furiously; made off; and disappeared。 The
whole scene is now before me; as vividly as if it occurred
yesterday … the gorgeous viper; my poor dear frantic brother; my
agitated parent; and a frightened hen clucking under the bushes …
and yet I was not three years old。
It is my firm belief that certain individuals possess an inherent
power; or fascination; over certain creatures; otherwise I should
be unable to account for many feats which I have witnessed; and;
indeed; borne a share in; connected with the taming of brutes and
reptiles。 I have known a savage and vicious mare; whose stall it
was dangerous to approach; even when bearing provender; welcome;
nevertheless; with every appearance of pleasure; an uncouth; wiry…
headed man; with a frightfully seamed face; and an iron hook
supplying the place of his right hand; one whom the animal had
never seen before; playfully bite his hair; and cover his face with
gentle and endearing kisses; and I have already stated how a viper
would permit; without resentment; one child to take it up in his
hand; whilst it showed its dislike to the approach of another by
the fiercest hissings。 Philosophy can explain many strange things;
but there are some which are a far pitch above her; and this is
one。
I should scarcely relate another circumstance which occurred about
this time but for a singular effect which it produced upon my
constitution。 Up to this period I had been rather a delicate
child; whereas; almos