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and anxious to get to our destination; a hope deferred; however; 

for our boat was kept waiting forty long minutes; because; 

forsooth; another train from somewhere in the South was behind 

time。  Expostulations were in vain。  Being only the paying public; 

we had no rights that those autocrats; the officials; were bound to 

respect。  The argument that if they knew the southern train to be 

so much behind; the ferry…boat would have plenty of time to take us 

across and return; was of no avail; so; like a cargo of 〃moo…cows〃 

(as the children say); we submitted meekly。  In order to make the 

time pass more pleasantly for the two hundred people gathered on 

the boat; a dusky potentate judged the moment appropriate to scrub 

the cabin floors。  So; aided by a couple of subordinates; he 

proceeded to deluge the entire place in floods of water; obliging 

us to sit with our feet tucked up under us; splashing the ladies' 

skirts and our wraps and belongings。



Such treatment of the public would have raised a riot anywhere but 

in this land of freedom。  Do you suppose any one murmured?  Not at 

all。  The well…trained public had the air of being in church。  My 

neighbors appeared astonished at my impatience; and informed me 

that they were often detained in that way; as the company was short 

of boats; but they hoped to have a new one in a year or two。  This 

detail did not prevent that corporation advertising our train to 

arrive in New York at three…thirteen; instead of which we landed at 

four o'clock。  If a similar breach of contract had happened in 

England; a dozen letters would have appeared in the 〃Times;〃 and 

the grievance been well aired。



Another infliction to which all who travel in America are subjected 

is the brushing atrocity。  Twenty minutes before a train arrives at 

its destination; the despot who has taken no notice of any one up 

to this moment; except to snub them; becomes suspiciously attentive 

and insists on brushing everybody。  The dirt one traveller has been 

accumulating is sent in clouds into the faces of his neighbors。  

When he is polished off and has paid his 〃quarter〃 of tribute; the 

next man gets up; and the dirt is then brushed back on to number 

one; with number two's collection added。



Labiche begins one of his plays with two servants at work in a 

salon。  〃Dusting;〃 says one of them; 〃is the art of sending the 

dirt from the chair on the right over to the sofa on the left。〃  I 

always think of that remark when I see the process performed in a 

parlor car; for when it is over we are all exactly where we began。  

If a man should shampoo his hair; or have his boots cleaned in a 

salon; he would be ejected as a boor; yet the idea apparently never 

enters the heads of those who soil and choke their fellow…

passengers that the brushing might be done in the vestibule。



On the subject of fresh air and heat we are also in the hands of 

officials; dozens of passengers being made to suffer for the 

caprices of one of their number; or the taste of some captious 

invalid。  In other lands the rights of minorities are often 

ignored。  With us it is the contrary。  One sniffling school…girl 

who prefers a temperature of 80 degrees can force a car full of 

people to swelter in an atmosphere that is death to them; because 

she refuses either to put on her wraps or to have a window opened。



Street railways are torture…chambers where we slaves are made to 

suffer in another way。  You must begin to reel and plunge towards 

the door at least two blocks before your destination; so as to leap 

to the ground when the car slows up; otherwise the conductor will 

be offended with you; and carry you several squares too far; or 

with a jocose 〃Step lively;〃 will grasp your elbow and shoot you 

out。  Any one who should sit quietly in his place until the vehicle 

had come to a full stop; would be regarded by the slave…driver and 

his cargo as a POSEUR who was assuming airs。



The idea that cars and boats exist for the convenience of the 

public was exploded long ago。  We are made; dozens of times a day; 

to feel that this is no longer the case。  It is; on the contrary; 

brought vividly home to us that such conveyances are money making 

machines in the possession of powerful corporations (to whom we; in 

our debasement; have handed over the freedom of our streets and 

rivers); and are run in the interest and at the discretion of their 

owners。



It is not only before the great and the powerful that we bow in 

submission。  The shop…girl is another tyrant who has planted her 

foot firmly on the neck of the nation。  She respects neither sex 

nor age。  Ensconced behind the bulwark of her counter; she scorns 

to notice humble aspirants until they have performed a preliminary 

penance; a time she fills up in cheerful conversation addressed to 

other young tyrants; only deciding to notice customers when she 

sees their last grain of patience is exhausted。  She is often of a 

merry mood; and if anything about your appearance or manner strikes 

her critical sense as amusing; will laugh gayly with her companions 

at your expense。



A French gentleman who speaks our language correctly but with some 

accent; told me that he found it impossible to get served in our 

stores; the shop…girls bursting with laughter before he could make 

his wants known。



Not long ago I was at the Compagnie Lyonnaise in Paris with a stout 

American lady; who insisted on tipping her chair forward on its 

front legs as she selected some laces。  Suddenly the chair flew 

from under her; and she sat violently on the polished floor in an 

attitude so supremely comic that the rest of her party were 

inwardly convulsed。  Not a muscle moved in the faces of the well…

trained clerks。  The proprietor assisted her to rise as gravely as 

if he were bowing us to our carriage。



In restaurants American citizens are treated even worse than in the 

shops。  You will see cowed customers who are anxious to get away to 

their business or pleasure sitting mutely patient; until a waiter 

happens to remember their orders。  I do not know a single 

establishment in this city where the waiters take any notice of 

their customers' arrival; or where the proprietor comes; toward the 

end of the meal; to inquire if the dishes have been cooked to their 

taste。  The interest so general on the Continent or in England is 

replaced here by the same air of being disturbed from more 

important occupations; that characterizes the shop…girl and 

elevator boy。



Numbers of our people live apparently in awe of their servants and 

the opinion of the tradespeople。  One middle…aged lady whom I 

occasionally take to the theatre; insists when we arrive at her 

door on my accompanying her to the elevator; in order that the 

youth who presides therein may see that she has an escort; the 

opinion of this subordinate apparently being of supreme importance 

to her。  One of our 〃gilded youths〃 recently told me of a thrilling 

adventure in which he had figured。  At the moment he was passing 

under an awning on his way to a reception; a gust of wind sent his 

hat gambolling down the block。  〃Think what a situation;〃 he 

exclaimed。  〃There stood a group of my friends' footmen watching 

me。  But I was equal to the situation and entered the house as if 

nothing had happened!〃  Sir Walter Raleigh sacrificed a cloak to 

please a queen。  This youth abandoned a new hat; fearing the 

laughter of a half…dozen servants。



One of the reasons why we have become so weak in the presence of 

our paid masters is that nowhere is the individual allowed to 

protest。  The other night a friend who was with me at a theatre 

considered the acting inferior; and expressed his opinion by 

hissing。  He was promptly ejected by a policeman。  The man next me 

was; on the contrary; so pleased with the piece that he encored 

every song。  I had paid to see the piec

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