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is every day quaffed by the drinkers; medicated with the sweat
and dirt; and dandriff; and the abominable discharges of various
kinds; from twenty different diseased bodies; parboiling in the
kettle below。 In order to avoid this filthy composition; I had
recourse to the spring that supplies the private baths on the
Abbey…green; but I at once perceived something extraordinary in
the taste and smell; and; upon inquiry; I find that the Roman
baths in this quarter; were found covered by an old burying
ground; belonging to the Abbey; through which; in all
probability; the water drains in its passage; so that as we drink
the decoction of living bodies at the Pump…room; we swallow the
strainings of rotten bones and carcasses at the private bath。 I
vow to God; the very idea turns my stomach! Determined; as I am;
against any farther use of the Bath waters; this consideration
would give me little disturbance; if I could find any thing more
pure; or less pernicious; to quench my thirst; but; although the
natural springs of excellent water are seen gushing spontaneous
on every side; from the hills that surround us; the inhabitants;
in general; make use of well…water; so impregnated with nitre; or
alum; or some other villainous mineral; that it is equally
ungrateful to the taste; and mischievous to the constitution。 It
must be owned; indeed; that here; in Milsham…street; we have a
precarious and scanty supply from the hill; which is collected in
an open bason in the Circus; liable to be defiled with dead dogs;
cats; rats; and every species of nastiness; which the rascally
populace may throw into it; from mere wantonness and brutality。
Well; there is no nation that drinks so hoggishly as the English。

What passes for wine among us; is not the juice of the grape。 It
is an adulterous mixture; brewed up of nauseous ingredients; by
dunces; who are bunglers in the art of poison…making; and yet we;
and our forefathers; are and have been poisoned by this cursed
drench; without taste or flavour  The only genuine and wholesome
beveridge in England; is London porter; and Dorchester table…beer;
but as for your ale and your gin; your cyder and your
perry; and all the trashy family of made wines; I detest them as
infernal compositions; contrived for the destruction of the human
species  But what have I to do with the human species? except a
very few friends; I care not if the whole was 。

Heark ye; Lewis; my misanthropy increases every day  The longer I
live; I find the folly and the fraud of mankind grow more and
more intolerable  I wish I had not come from Brambletonhall;
after having lived in solitude so long; I cannot bear the hurry
and impertinence of the multitude; besides; every thing is
sophisticated in these crowded places。 Snares are laid for our
lives in every thing we cat or drink: the very air we breathe; is
loaded with contagion。 We cannot even sleep; without risque of
infection。 I say; infection  This place is the rendezvous of the
diseased  You won't deny; that many diseases are infectious; even
the consumption itself; is highly infectious。 When a person dies
of it in Italy; the bed and bedding are destroyed; the other
furniture is exposed to the weather and the apartment white…washed;
before it is occupied by any other living soul。 You'll
allow; that nothing receives infection sooner; or retains it
longer; than blankets; feather…beds; and matrasses  'Sdeath! how
do I know what miserable objects have been stewing in the bed
where I now lie!  I wonder; Dick; you did not put me in mind of
sending for my own matrasses  But; if I had not been an ass; I
should not have needed a remembrancer  There is always some
plaguy reflection that rises up in judgment against me; and
ruffles my spirits  Therefore; let us change the subject。

I have other reasons for abridging my stay at Bath  You know
sister Tabby's complexion  If Mrs Tabitha Bramble had been of any
other race; I should certainly have considered her as the most 。
But; the truth is; she has found means to interest my affection;
or; rather; she is beholden to the force of prejudice; commonly
called the ties of blood。 Well; this amiable maiden has actually
commenced a flirting correspondence with an Irish baronet of
sixty…five。 His name is Sir Ulic Mackilligut。 He is said to be
much out at elbows; and; I believe; has received false
intelligence with respect to her fortune。 Be that as it may; the
connexion is exceedingly ridiculous; and begins already to excite
whispers。 For my part; I have no intention to dispute her free…agency;
though I shall fall upon some expedient to undeceive her
paramour; as to the point which he has principally in view。 But I
don't think her conduct is a proper example for Liddy; who has
also attracted the notice of some coxcombs in the Rooms; and Jery
tells me; he suspects a strapping fellow; the knight's nephew; of
some design upon the girl's heart。 I shall; therefore; keep a
strict eye over her aunt and her; and even shift the scene; if I
find the matter grow more serious  You perceive what an agreeable
task it must be; to a man of my kidney; to have the cure of such
souls as these。  But; hold; You shall not have another peevish
word (till the next occasion) from

Yours;
MATT。 BRAMBLE
BATH; April 28。



To Sir WATKIN PHILLIPS; of Jesus college; Oxon。

DEAR KNIGHT;

I think those people are unreasonable; who complain that Bath is
a contracted circle; in which the same dull scenes perpetually
revolve; without variation  I am; on the contrary; amazed to find
so small a place so crowded with entertainment and variety。
London itself can hardly exhibit one species of diversion; to
which we have not something analogous at Bath; over and above
those singular advantages that are peculiar to the place。 Here;
for example; a man has daily opportunities of seeing the most
remarkable characters of the community。 He sees them in their
natural attitudes and true colours; descended from their
pedestals; and divested of their formal draperies; undisguised by
art and affectation  Here we have ministers of state; judges;
generals; bishops; projectors; philosophers; wits; poets;
players; chemists; fiddlers; and buffoons。 If he makes any
considerable stay in the place; he is sure of meeting with some
particular friend; whom he did not expect to see; and to me there
is nothing more agreeable than such casual reencounters。 Another
entertainment; peculiar to Bath; arises from the general mixture
of all degrees assembled in our public rooms; without distinction
of rank or fortune。 This is what my uncle reprobates; as a
monstrous jumble of heterogeneous principles; a vile mob of noise
and impertinence; without decency or subordination。 But this
chaos is to me a source of infinite amusement。

I was extremely diverted last ball…night to see the Master of the
Ceremonies leading; with great solemnity; to the upper end of the
room; an antiquated Abigail; dressed in her lady's cast…clothes;
whom he (I suppose) mistook for some countess just arrived at the
Bath。 The ball was opened by a Scotch lord; with a mulatto
heiress from St Christopher's; and the gay colonel Tinsel danced
all the evening with the daughter of an eminent tinman from the
borough of Southwark。 Yesterday morning; at the Pump…room; I saw a
broken…winded Wapping landlady squeeze through a circle of peers;
to salute her brandy…merchant; who stood by the window; propped
upon crutches; and a paralytic attorney of Shoe…lane; in
shuffling up to the bar; kicked the shins of the chancellor of
England; while his lordship; in a cut bob; drank a glass of water
at the pump。 I cannot account for my being pleased with these
incidents; any other way; than by saying they are truly
ridiculous in their own nature; and serve to heighten the humour
in the farce of life; which I am determined to enjoy as long as I
can。

Those follies; that move my uncle's spleen; excite my laughter。
He is as tender as a man without a skin; who cannot bear the
slightest touch without flinching。 What tickles another would
give him torment; and yet he has what we may call lucid
intervals; when he is remarkably facetious  Indeed; I never 

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