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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

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