three men in a boat-第6章
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that!〃
Harris will be just that sort of man when he grows up; I know; and I told
him so。 I said I could not permit him to take so much labour upon
himself。 I said:
〃No; YOU get the paper; and the pencil; and the catalogue; and George
write down; and I'll do the work。〃
The first list we made out had to be discarded。 It was clear that the
upper reaches of the Thames would not allow of the navigation of a boat
sufficiently large to take the things we had set down as indispensable;
so we tore the list up; and looked at one another!
George said:
〃You know we are on a wrong track altogether。 We must not think of the
things we could do with; but only of the things that we can't do
without。〃
George comes out really quite sensible at times。 You'd be surprised。 I
call that downright wisdom; not merely as regards the present case; but
with reference to our trip up the river of life; generally。 How many
people; on that voyage; load up the boat till it is ever in danger of
swamping with a store of foolish things which they think essential to the
pleasure and comfort of the trip; but which are really only useless
lumber。
How they pile the poor little craft mast…high with fine clothes and big
houses; with useless servants; and a host of swell friends that do not
care twopence for them; and that they do not care three ha'pence for;
with expensive entertainments that nobody enjoys; with formalities and
fashions; with pretence and ostentation; and with … oh; heaviest; maddest
lumber of all! … the dread of what will my neighbour think; with luxuries
that only cloy; with pleasures that bore; with empty show that; like the
criminal's iron crown of yore; makes to bleed and swoon the aching head
that wears it!
It is lumber; man … all lumber! Throw it overboard。 It makes the boat
so heavy to pull; you nearly faint at the oars。 It makes it so
cumbersome and dangerous to manage; you never know a moment's freedom
from anxiety and care; never gain a moment's rest for dreamy laziness …
no time to watch the windy shadows skimming lightly o'er the shallows; or
the glittering sunbeams flitting in and out among the ripples; or the
great trees by the margin looking down at their own image; or the woods
all green and golden; or the lilies white and yellow; or the sombre…
waving rushes; or the sedges; or the orchis; or the blue forget…me…nots。
Throw the lumber over; man! Let your boat of life be light; packed with
only what you need … a homely home and simple pleasures; one or two
friends; worth the name; someone to love and someone to love you; a cat;
a dog; and a pipe or two; enough to eat and enough to wear; and a little
more than enough to drink; for thirst is a dangerous thing。
You will find the boat easier to pull then; and it will not be so liable
to upset; and it will not matter so much if it does upset; good; plain
merchandise will stand water。 You will have time to think as well as to
work。 Time to drink in life's sunshine … time to listen to the AEolian
music that the wind of God draws from the human heart…strings around us …
time to …
I beg your pardon; really。 I quite forgot。
Well; we left the list to George; and he began it。
〃We won't take a tent; suggested George; 〃we will have a boat with a
cover。 It is ever so much simpler; and more comfortable。〃
It seemed a good thought; and we adopted it。 I do not know whether you
have ever seen the thing I mean。 You fix iron hoops up over the boat;
and stretch a huge canvas over them; and fasten it down all round; from
stem to stern; and it converts the boat into a sort of little house; and
it is beautifully cosy; though a trifle stuffy; but there; everything has
its drawbacks; as the man said when his mother…in…law died; and they came
down upon him for the funeral expenses。
George said that in that case we must take a rug each; a lamp; some soap;
a brush and comb (between us); a toothbrush (each); a basin; some tooth…
powder; some shaving tackle (sounds like a French exercise; doesn't it?);
and a couple of big…towels for bathing。 I notice that people always make
gigantic arrangements for bathing when they are going anywhere near the
water; but that they don't bathe much when they are there。
It is the same when you go to the sea…side。 I always determine … when
thinking over the matter in London … that I'll get up early every
morning; and go and have a dip before breakfast; and I religiously pack
up a pair of drawers and a bath towel。 I always get red bathing drawers。
I rather fancy myself in red drawers。 They suit my complexion so。 But
when I get to the sea I don't feel somehow that I want that early morning
bathe nearly so much as I did when I was in town。
On the contrary; I feel more that I want to stop in bed till the last
moment; and then come down and have my breakfast。 Once or twice virtue
has triumphed; and I have got out at six and half…dressed myself; and
have taken my drawers and towel; and stumbled dismally off。 But I
haven't enjoyed it。 They seem to keep a specially cutting east wind;
waiting for me; when I go to bathe in the early morning; and they pick
out all the three…cornered stones; and put them on the top; and they
sharpen up the rocks and cover the points over with a bit of sand so that
I can't see them; and they take the sea and put it two miles out; so that
I have to huddle myself up in my arms and hop; shivering; through six
inches of water。 And when I do get to the sea; it is rough and quite
insulting。
One huge wave catches me up and chucks me in a sitting posture; as hard
as ever it can; down on to a rock which has been put there for me。 And;
before I've said 〃Oh! Ugh!〃 and found out what has gone; the wave comes
back and carries me out to mid…ocean。 I begin to strike out frantically
for the shore; and wonder if I shall ever see home and friends again; and
wish I'd been kinder to my little sister when a boy (when I was a boy; I
mean)。 Just when I have given up all hope; a wave retires and leaves me
sprawling like a star…fish on the sand; and I get up and look back and
find that I've been swimming for my life in two feet of water。 I hop
back and dress; and crawl home; where I have to pretend I liked it。
In the present instance; we all talked as if we were going to have a long
swim every morning。
George said it was so pleasant to wake up in the boat in the fresh
morning; and plunge into the limpid river。 Harris said there was nothing
like a swim before breakfast to give you an appetite。 He said it always
gave him an appetite。 George said that if it was going to make Harris
eat more than Harris ordinarily ate; then he should protest against
Harris having a bath at all。
He said there would be quite enough hard work in towing sufficient food
for Harris up against stream; as it was。
I urged upon George; however; how much pleasanter it would be to have
Harris clean and fresh about the boat; even if we did have to take a few
more hundredweight of provisions; and he got to see it in my light; and
withdrew his opposition to Harris's bath。
Agreed; finally; that we should take THREE bath towels; so as not to keep
each other waiting。
For clothes; George said two suits of flannel would be sufficient; as we
could wash them ourselves; in the river; when they got dirty。 We asked
him if he had ever tried washing flannels in the river; and he replied:
〃No; not exactly himself like; but he knew some fellows who had; and it
was easy enough;〃 and Harris and I were weak enough to fancy he knew what
he was talking about; and that three respectable young men; without
position or influence; and with no experience in washing; could really
clean their own shirts and trousers in the river Thames with a bit of
soap。
We were to learn in the