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What　would　Amanda　think　of　a　suitor　who　courted　her　with　a　rhyming

dictionary　in　his　pocket　to　help　him　make　love？〃



You　are　right；　said　I；there's　nothing　in　the　world　like　rhymes　to

cool　off　a　man's　passion。　　You　look　at　a　blacksmith　working　on　a　bit

of　iron　or　steel。　　Bright　enough　it　looked　while　it　was　on　the

hearth；　in　the　midst　of　the　sea…coal；　the　great　bellows　blowing　away；

and　the　rod　or　the　horse…shoe　as　red　or　as　white　as　the　burning

coals。　　How　it　fizzes　as　it　goes　into　the　trough　of　water；　and　how

suddenly　all　the　glow　is　gone！　　It　looks　black　and　cold　enough　now。

Just　so　with　your　passionate　incandescence。　　It　is　all　well　while　it

burns　and　scintillates　in　your　emotional　centres；　without　articulate

and　connected　expression；　but　the　minute　you　plunge　it　into　the

rhyme…trough　it　cools　down；　and　becomes　as　dead　and　dull　as　the　cold

horse…shoe。　　It　is　true　that　if　you　lay　it　cold　on　the　anvil　and

hammer　away　on　it　for　a　while　it　warms　up　somewhat。　　Just　so　with　the

rhyming　fellow；he　pounds　away　on　his　verses　and　they　warm　up　a

little。　　But　don't　let　him　think　that　this　afterglow　of　composition

is　the　same　thing　as　the　original　passion。　　That　found　expression　in

a　few　oh；　oh's；　eheu's；　helas；　helas's；　and　when　the　passion　had

burned　itself　out　you　got　the　rhymed　verses；　which；　as　I　have　said；

are　its　ashes。



I　thanked　Number　Seven　for　his　poetical　illustration　of　my　thesis。

There　is　great　good　to　be　got　out　of　a　squinting　brain；　if　one　only

knows　how　to　profit　by　it。　　We　see　only　one　side　of　the　moon；　you

know；　but　a　fellow　with　a　squinting　brain　seems　now　and　then　to　get　a

peep　at　the　other　side。　　I　speak　metaphorically。　　He　takes　new　and

startling　views　of　things　we　have　always　looked　at　in　one　particular

aspect。　　There　is　a　rule　invariably　to　be　observed　with　one　of　this

class　of　intelligences：　Never　contradict　a　man　with　a　squinting

brain。　　I　say　a　man；　because　I　do　not　think　that　squinting　brains　are

nearly　so　common　in　women　as　they　are　in　men。　　The　〃eccentrics〃　are；

I　think；　for　the　most　part　of　the　male　sex。



That　leads　me　to　say　that　persons　with　a　strong　instinctive　tendency

to　contradiction　are　apt　to　become　unprofitable　companions。　　Our

thoughts　are　plants　that　never　flourish　in　inhospitable　soils　or

chilling　atmospheres。　　They　are　all　started　under　glass；　so　to　speak；

that　is；　sheltered　and　fostered　in　our　own　warm　and　sunny

consciousness。　　They　must　expect　some　rough　treatment　when　we　lift

the　sash　from　the　frame　and　let　the　outside　elements　in　upon　them。

They　can　bear　the　rain　and　the　breezes；　and　be　all　the　better　for

them；　but　perpetual　contradiction　is　a　pelting　hailstorm；　which

spoils　their　growth　and　tends　to　kill　them　out　altogether。



Now　stop　and　consider　a　moment。　　Are　not　almost　all　brains　a　little

wanting　in　bilateral　symmetry？　　Do　you　not　find　in　persons　whom　you

love；　whom　you　esteem；　and　even　admire；　some　marks　of　obliquity　in

mental　vision？　　Are　there　not　some　subjects　in　looking　at　which　it

seems　to　you　impossible　that　they　should　ever　see　straight？　　Are

there　not　moods　in　which　it　seems　to　you　that　they　are　disposed　to

see　all　things　out　of　plumb　and　in　false　relations　with　each　other？

If　you　answer　these　questions　in　the　affirmative；　then　you　will　be

glad　of　a　hint　as　to　the　method　of　dealing　with　your　friends　who　have

a　touch　of　cerebral　strabismus；　or　are　liable　to　occasional　paroxysms

of　perversity。　　Let　them　have　their　head。　　Get　them　talking　on

subjects　that　interest　them。　　As　a　rule；　nothing　is　more　likely　to

serve　this　purpose　than　letting　them　talk　about　themselves；　if

authors；　about　their　writings；　if　artists；　about　their　pictures　or

statues；　and　generally　on　whatever　they　have　most　pride　in　and　think

most　of　their　own　relations　with。



Perhaps　you　will　not　at　first　sight　agree　with　me　in　thinking　that

slight　mental　obliquity　is　as　common　as　I　suppose。　　An　analogy　may

have　some　influence　on　your　belief　in　this　matter。　　Will　you　take　the

trouble　to　ask　your　tailor　how　many　persons　have　their　two　shoulders

of　the　same　height？　　I　think　be　will　tell　you　that　the　majority　of

his　customers　show　a　distinct　difference　of　height　on　the　two　sides。

Will　you　ask　a　portrait…painter　how　many　of　those　who　sit　to　hint

have　both　sides　of　their　faces　exactly　alike？　　I　believe　he　will　tell

you　that　one　side　is　always　a　little　better　than　the　other。　　What

will　your　hatter　say　about　the　two　sides　of　the　head？　　Do　you　see

equally　well　with　both　eyes；　and　hear　equally　well　with　both　ears？

Few　persons　past　middle　age　will　pretend　that　they　do。　　Why　should

the　two　halves　of　a　brain　not　show　a　natural　difference；　leading　to

confusion　of　thought；　and　very　possibly　to　that　instinct　of

contradiction　of　which　I　was　speaking？　　A　great　deal　of　time　is　lost

in　profitless　conversation；　and　a　good　deal　of　ill　temper　frequently

caused；　by　not　considering　these　organic　and　practically　insuperable

conditions。　　In　dealing　with　them；　acquiescence　is　the　best　of

palliations　and　silence　the　sovereign　specific。



I　have　been　the　reporter；　as　you　have　seen；　of　my　own　conversation

and　that　of　the　other　Teacups。　　I　have　told　some　of　the　circumstances

of　their　personal　history；　and　interested；　as　I　hope；　here　and　there

a　reader　in　the　fate　of　different　members　of　our　company。　　Here　are

our　pretty　Delilah　and　our　Doctor　provided　for。　　We　may　take　it　for

granted　that　it　will　not　be　very　long　that　the　young　couple　will　have

to　wait；　for；　as　I　have　told　you　all；　the　Doctor　is　certainly　getting

into　business；　and　bids　fair　to　have　a　thriving　practice　before　he

saddles　his　nose　with　an　eyeglass　and　begins　to　think　of　a　pair　of

spectacles。　　So　that　part　of　our　little　domestic　drama　is　over；　and

we　can　only　wish　the　pair　that　is　to　be　all　manner　of　blessings

consistent　with　a　reasonable　amount　of　health　in　the　community　on

whose　ailings　must　depend　their　prosperity。



All　our　thoughts　are　now　concentrated　on　the　relation　existing　betwen

Number　Five　and　the　Tutor。　　That　there　is　some　profound　instinctive

impulse　which　is　drawing　them　closer　together　no　one　who　watches　them

can　for　a　moment　doubt。　　There　are　two　principles　of　attraction　which

bring　different　natures　together：　that　in　which　the　two　natures

closely　resemble　each　other；　and　that　in　which　one　is　complementary

of　the　other。　　In　the　first　case；　they　coalesce；　as　do　two　drops　of

water　or　of　mercury；　and　become　intimately　blended　as　soon　as　they

touch；　in　the　other；　they　rush　together　as　an　acid　and　an　alkali

unite；　predestined　from　eternity　to　find　all　they　most　needed　in　each

other。　　What　is　the　condition　of　things　in　the　growing　intimacy　of

Number　Five　and　the　Tutor？　　He　is　many　years　her　junior；　as　we　know。

Both　of　them　look　that　fact　squarely　in　the　face。　　The　presumption　is

against　the　union　of　two　persons　under　these　circumstances。

Presumptions　are　strong　obstacles　against　any　result　we　wish　to

attain；　but　half　our　work　in　life　is　to　overcome　them。　　A　great　many

results　look　in　the　distance　like　six…foot　walls；　and　when　we　get

nearer　prove　to　be　only　five…foot　hurdles；　to　be　leaped　over　or

knocked　down。　　Twenty　years　from　now　she　may　be　a　vigorous　and　active

old　woman；　and　he　a　middle…aged；　half…worn…out　invalid；　like　so　many

overworked　scholars。　　Everything　depends　on　the　number　of　drops　of

the　elixir　vitae　which　Nature　mingled　in　the　nourishment　she

administered　to　the　embryo　before　it　tasted　its　mother's　milk。　　Think

of　Cleopatra；　the　bewitching　old　mischief…maker；　think　of　Ninon　de

L'Enclos；　whose　own　son　fell　desperately　in　love　with　her；　not

knowing　the　relation　in　which　she　stood　to　him；　think　of　Dr。

Johnson's　friend；　Mrs。　Thrale；　afterward　Mrs。　Piozzi；　who　at　the　age

of　eighty　was　full　enough　of　life　to　be　making　love　ardently　and

persistently　to　Conway；　the　handsome　young　actor。　　I　can　readily

believe　that　Number　Five　will　outlive　the　Tutor；　even　if　he　is

fortunate　enough　rather　in　winning