wild wales-第59章
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〃A bard;〃 said I; 〃is a prydydd; a person who makes verses …
pennillion; does not your master make them?〃
〃My master make them? No; sir; my master is a religious gentleman;
and would scorn to make such profane stuff。〃
〃Well;〃 said I; 〃he told me he did within the last two hours。 I
met him at Dyffrin Gaint; along with another man; and he took me
into the public…house; where we had a deal of discourse。〃
〃You met my master at Dyffryn Gaint?〃 said the damsel。
〃Yes;〃 said I; 〃and he treated me with ale; told me that he was a
poet; and that he was going to Bangor to buy a horse or a pig。〃
〃I don't see how that could be; sir;〃 said the damsel; 〃my master
is at present in the house; rather unwell; and has not been out for
the last three days … there must be some mistake。〃
〃Mistake;〃 said I。 〃Isn't this the … Arms?〃
〃Yes; sir; it is。〃
〃And isn't your master's name W…?〃
〃No; sir; my master's name is H…; and a more respectable man … 〃
〃Well;〃 said I interrupting her … 〃all I can say is that I met a
man in Dyffryn Gaint; who treated me with ale; told me that his
name was W…; that he was a prydydd and kept the … Arms at L…。〃
〃Well;〃 said the damsel; 〃now I remember; there is a person of that
name in L…; and he also keeps a house which he calls the … Arms;
but it is only a public…house。〃
〃But;〃 said I; 〃is he not a prydydd; an illustrious poet; does he
not write pennillion which everybody admires?〃
〃Well;〃 said the damsel; 〃I believe he does write things which he
calls pennillions; but everybody laughs at them。〃
〃Come; come;〃 said I; 〃I will not hear the productions of a man who
treated me with ale; spoken of with disrespect。 I am afraid that
you are one of his envious maligners; of which he gave me to
understand that he had a great many。〃
〃Envious; sir! not I indeed; and if I were disposed to be envious
of anybody it would not be of him; oh dear; why he is … 〃
〃A bard of Anglesey;〃 said I; interrupting her; 〃such a person as
Gronwy Owen describes in the following lines; which by…the…bye were
written upon himself:…
〃'Where'er he goes he's sure to find
Respectful looks and greetings kind。'
〃I tell you that it was out of respect to that man that I came to
this house。 Had I not thought that he kept it; I should not have
entered it and called for a pint and chop … how distressing! how
truly distressing!〃
〃Well; sir;〃 said the damsel; 〃if there is anything distressing you
have only to thank your acquaintance who chooses to call his mug…
house by the name of a respectable hotel; for I would have you know
that this is an hotel; and kept by a respectable and a religious
man; and not kept by … However; I scorn to say more; especially as
I might be misinterpreted。 Sir; there's your pint and chop; and if
you wish for anything else you can ring。 Envious; indeed; of such
… Marry come up!〃 and with a toss of her head; higher than any she
had hitherto given; she bounced out of the room。
Here was a pretty affair! I had entered the house and ordered the
chop and pint in the belief that by so doing I was patronising the
poet; and lo; I was not in the poet's house; and my order would
benefit a person for whom; however respectable and religious; I
cared not one rush。 Moreover; the pint which I had ordered
appeared in the guise not of ale; which I am fond of; but of
sherry; for which I have always entertained a sovereign contempt;
as a silly; sickly compound; the use of which will transform a
nation; however bold and warlike by nature; into a race of
sketchers; scribblers; and punsters; in fact into what Englishmen
are at the present day。 But who was to blame? Why; who but the
poet and myself? The poet ought to have told me that there were
two houses in L… bearing the sign of the … Arms; and that I must
fight shy of the hotel and steer for the pot…house; and when I gave
the order I certainly ought to have been a little more explicit;
when I said a pint I ought to have added … of ale。 Sententiousness
is a fine thing sometimes; but not always。 By being sententious
here; I got sherry; which I dislike; instead of ale which I like;
and should have to pay more for what was disagreeable; than I
should have had to pay for what was agreeable。 Yet I had merely
echoed the poet's words in calling for a pint and chop; so after
all the poet was to blame for both mistakes。 But perhaps he meant
that I should drink sherry at his house; and when he advised me to
call for a pint; he meant a pint of sherry。 But the maid had said
he kept a pot…house; and no pot…houses have wine…licences; but the
maid after all might be an envious baggage; and no better than she
should be。 But what was now to be done? Why; clearly make the
best of the matter; eat the chop and leave the sherry。 So I
commenced eating the chop; which was by this time nearly cold。
After eating a few morsels I looked at the sherry: 〃I may as well
take a glass;〃 said I。 So with a wry face I poured myself out a
glass。
〃What detestable stuff!〃 said I; after I had drunk it。 〃However;
as I shall have to pay for it I may as well go through with it。〃
So I poured myself out another glass; and by the time I had
finished the chop I had finished the sherry also。
And now what was I to do next? Why; my best advice seemed to be to
pay my bill and depart。 But I had promised the poet to patronize
his house; and had by mistake ordered and despatched a pint and
chop in a house which was not the poet's。 Should I now go to his
house and order a pint and chop there? Decidedly not! I had
patronised a house which I believed to be the poet's; if I
patronised the wrong one; the fault was his; not mine … he should
have been more explicit。 I had performed my promise; at least in
intention。
Perfectly satisfied with the conclusion I had come to; I rang the
bell。 〃The bill?〃 said I to the handmaid。
〃Here it is!〃 said she; placing a strip of paper in my hand。
I looked at the bill; and; whether moderate or immoderate; paid it
with a smiling countenance; commanded the entertainment highly; and
gave the damsel something handsome for her trouble in waiting on
me。
Reader; please to bear in mind that as all bills must be paid; it
is much more comfortable to pay them with a smile than with a
frown; and that it is much better by giving sixpence; or a shilling
to a poor servant; which you will never miss at the year's end; to
be followed from the door of an inn by good wishes; than by giving
nothing to be pursued by cutting silence; or the yet more cutting
Hm!
〃Sir;〃 said the good…looking; well…ribboned damsel; 〃I wish you a
pleasant journey; and whenever you please again to honour our
establishment with your presence; both my master and myself shall
be infinitely obliged to you。〃
CHAPTER XXXIX
Oats and Methodism … The Little Girl … Ty Gwyn … Bird of the Roof …
Purest English … Railroads … Inconsistency … The Boots。
IT might be about four in the afternoon when I left L… bound for
Pen Caer Gybi; or Holyhead; seventeen miles distant。 I reached the
top of the hill on the west of the little town; and then walked
briskly forward。 The country looked poor and mean … on my right
was a field of oats; on my left a Methodist chapel … oats and
Methodism! what better symbols of poverty and meanness?
I went onward a long way; the weather was broiling hot; and I felt
thirsty。 On the top of a long ascent stood a house by the
roadside。 I went to the door and knocked … no answer … 〃Oes neb yn
y ty?〃 said I。
〃Oes!〃 said an infantine voice。
I opened the door and saw a little girl。 〃Have you any water?〃
said I。
〃No;〃 said the child; 〃but I have this;〃 and she brought me some
butter…milk in a basin。 I just tasted it; gave the child a penny
and blessed her。
〃Oes genoch tad?〃
〃No;〃 said she; 〃but I have a mam。〃 Tad in mam; blessed sounds; in
all languages expressing the same blessed things。
After walking for some hours I saw a tall blue hill in the far
distance before me。 〃What is the name of that hill?〃 said I to a
woman whom I