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bosom , fell back fainting on the floor ? Of course she did this , and I respect her for it . It was a natural and dignified and femininely proper mode of proceeding . Could she know that the snake was harmless , was asleep on her parapet in the sun , and had only started up and hissed in fear at the sudden noise of the opening window ? Certainly not . It was her business , under the circumstances , to scream and faint : and she did her business .
Now let us shift the scene again . Mr . Frostick is returning in the evening from his office—returning eager for domestic enjoyment , impatient to fondle his wife and child . The servant opens the door to him , pale as if all her blood had been turned to whitewash ; and muttering fearfully about "Missus" and a serpent . He rushes into the parlour—there is his beloved partner , as nearly as possible raving mad , pressing the baby convulsively to her bosom . She has been attacked by a boa constrictortwenty feet long , who lives in the roof
, of the house—nothing shall induce her to sleep up stairg again , or to let the baby sleep up stairsno ! no ! it is of no earthly use for Mr . Frostick to tare , and taunt her about dreaming in broad day * ight , her mind is made up : she would infinitely prefer going to the workhouse , or roaming the streets all night , to setting foot on the bedroom floor again . It is in vain for her husband to soothe , and promise , and expostulate—she is determined to pass the night on a chair in the back parlour ; and she sticks to her determination .
I am soon made aware that I have unconsciously introduced a serpent into a domestic garden of Eden . I have already told my mother that I have a snake ; my mother tells our servant ; our servant tells Mr . Frostick ' s servant ; and I get a message , requesting to know what I mean by ruining for ever the tranquillity of a whole household . I apologise , explain , and prove from natural history that the snake is perfectly harmless . In answer to this I get another message . Mrs . Frostick has consented to sleep up stairs again , provided the whole
roof of the house is taken off , to assure her that there is no snake in it : Mr . Frostick , as in connubial duty hound , has consented to this tremendous course of proceeding , conceiving at the same time the diabolically revengeful design of bringing an action against me to pay expenses . I laugh contemptuously at this , and dare him to meet me before our country ' s tribunals ; but serious considerations soon overcome me again , when I hear that the house roof has really been taken off , and no reptile found in any part of it .
Where is the snake ? is the momentous question I now ask myself . What scrape will he get me into next ? Whose house will he visit , now he has done with Mr . Frostick ' s house ? What babies will he frighten into fits , what mothers into swoons , what old gentlemen into apoplexies ? From the Church pulpit to the workhouse dustholc , there is no place in Stoke Muddleton into which he may not at this moment be introducing himself ; and there is no individual in Stoke Muddleton who will
not know him , by this time , to be my property whenever he appears . Talk about Frankenstein and the Monster , that's all stuff and fiction ! here ' s an appalling reality for you that no novelist of the lot of them can have the smallest conception of ! here I am , expecting every minute to be told that 1 have , innocently frightened to death some fellow parishioner ; and all because I have bought , a snake , price four shillings , and failed to persuade the ungrateful reptile that my best hat-box was a comfortable lodging for him !
1 have not . omitted making some attempt at putting an end to this frightful state of suspense . The oilier day 1 paid two labouring men to become provisionally . snake-hunters , and to . search all Stoke Muddleton for the missing reptile . This proceeding mollified even the furious Frostiek ( who is putting on a brim-new slate roof to lii . s bouse ); but it produced no other effect . Once * , indeed , my two labouring men—1 > abbs and Clutton— . saw the ( snake crossing the road ; changing his quarters , perhaps , from a baby ' s cradle to an old woman ' s nightcap . I ) abhs gave chase , while Clutton stood . still and called for extra help . The tsnake got away , and has not been seen since . I ) ahhs felt certain that he
was on bis way home to bis native wood---Clutton firmly believed that be was directing his eourne utraight to the . house , of the , Reverend Morbus Lipscut ; Stretch , <> n » ' respected minister , who has twelve children . to be frightened out of . their wits , and one more hooii expected , for the snalw > to begin , upon ugaju . when he has done with , the fir , Kt dozen . ,
In the mean time , public opinion assumes , day by day , a more threatening aspect towards me . I am already , socially speaking , the Pariah of Stoke Muddleton . The reports circulated—especially among my poorer neighbours—about my snake , are worthy of the Dark Ages , or the Cannibal Islands . In some quarters it is believed , that I have let loose a boa constrictor , whose breath can poison people , yards and yards off . In others , it is averred that my so called snake was in reality an alligator from " foreign parts , " accustomed in his native country to feed exclusively on human flesh .
One select party , headed by the cheesemonger ' s overgrown errand boy , stoutly assert that my vagabond reptile has been seen crossing the high road , in the shape of a winged serpent . This last superstition gains ground immensely among all who remember that the snake not only escaped , nobody knew how , from a hatbox into a garden , but extended his wanderings still further , from a garden to the top of a house . In spite of the trellis-work that runs up the back of Mr . Frostick ' s abode ,
many people are still determined to believe that my snake could only have got to the parapet outside the nursery window by flying there . This is a fact—I am exposing the bare truth , without adding one atom of embroidery . I am not writing for effect ; and , being no author , I could not do so if I would . The present is a serious statement , seriously intended—if I thought anybody would laugh at it , I should be utterly disgusted and disappointed . When a man has become , as I have , the accredited
perpetrator of a perfectly original species of public nuisance , his position is far too solemn to be joked about either by himself or by others . No ! persecuted and proscribed by a whole parish , publicly charged with predilections for keeping monsters , and letting them loose on society , ribald feelings are not the feelings which accompany such a revelation as mine . When I
remember that the outrageous reports which I have described are spread abroad and firmly believed in this nineteenth century of education and cheap literature , by people who live within a sixpenny ride of the great metropolis , I really cannot accuse myself of revolutionary tendencies in crying aloud for social reform , in calling lamentably and imperatively for an immediate supply of Missionaries of the Brotherhood of Common Sense to
convert Stoke Muddleton . The social disease is laid bare in these unpretending pages ; let the remedy be forthwith applied , and I shall not have been ignorantly " sent to Coventry" by all my neighbours without some good coining from it , after all . Beyond this , I don ' t think I have much more to to say . Up to the present time I have not beard of my snake again ; he has either wriggled himself back to his native wood , or is lurking in impervious concealment in somebodv else ' s house . Mr . and
Mrs . Frostiek have toned down , under their new roof , into a state of dignified sullenness . Among the Stoke Muddleton mob opinion is still violently exasperated against me . The last proof that was given of the estimation in which 1 am held by the populace generally , came from our own maul servant , who gave us warning yesterday , assigning as the reason that the bare idea of her living in the same house with a gent who was fond of serpents made the affectionate young lead-smelter ' s journeyman with whom she " kep' company" so nervous about her that she was compelled to leave her place ,
in common regard for her lover ' s peace of mind . Insults such as these have long ceased to move me ; persecutions , public or private , strike vainly at my tranquillity . I may have lost , my snake ; and lost my character ; but i have not lost my ardent interest in reptile creation . While this survives , I can calmly expose my suH ' crings from the ignorance and malevolences of a large parochial neighbourhood , and feel all the better for it—I can boldly claim the . sympathies of my nat . iirali . sf . brethren throughout the world—and , best of all , 1 can still conscientiously sign myself ( certain that I am as good as my name ) , I ' iiilo-Skiii'Knh .
I open my paper again to say that I have jusl received a letter from my brother Tom , who is in the navy , and now with bis whip at . Borneo . Tom ( bless him !) writes word that , knowing my peculiar tastes , and anxious to gratify them , be has secured a , live baa constrictor for me (!) and has Nent it oil' to my addrcs . s bero by a hoiucwurdbound ship (! !) Need I nay that I shall receive it joyfully--receive it as a rod of chastisement opportunely arriving to scourge ; t calummotiH neighbour , hood ? Welcome ,, avengu ^ repti le I WujkioMif Uu jcu welcome , to tin ; villuge of JStoJko Muddleton i
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THE LYCEUM REOPENED . On Monday evening last , I found myself in what the American language designates by an " almi ehtv fix " : and as many of my fellow-bachelors will probably understand the blissful tumult of mv thoughts , I shall not hesitate to take them into confidence . The case is this . I had passed Sun - day with the stately Harriet , and never before had I been so near making a fool of mys elf by offering my hand and copyrights where I had alread y given my heart . Justly alarmed and duly grateful for the escape , I resolved to fortify myself against a
relapse by a severe perusal of Te rtullian Ad Uxorem ; the remarks of the Christian Father upon marriage were to be the antidote to Harriet ' s eyes I had a dim remembrance of his argument that St " Paul's counsel was far from intimating marriage to be a good thing in itself , but only good in comparison with something worse . I remembered also the splendid phrase of savage discernment in which he characterizes " that very bitter pleasure of children—liberorum amarissima voluptate" not to mention " weekly bills" ! With Tertullian I felt there was safety .
But as the chair was wheeled to the fire , who should present himself but that mysterious and dirty entity the Devil ( the printer ' s !) , with an intimation that my presence was needed at the L yceum Theatre , which was to reopen that night . Tertullian —the Lyceum—which was I to choose ? In the pages of the one lay perhaps the destiny' of my future life—in the boxes of the other lay my duty ( and engagement on the Leader ) . Intellect was on the side of the quarto—the affections on the side of the theatre . Buridan ' s Ass , the schoolmen say , when placed between the two equally attractive temptations of water and hay , perished because the attractions were so equalized that he could not decide . But he was an ass . Vivian , being a
philosopher , decided , and decided to let his affections gain the victory over his interest—he went to the Lyceum . Gay and brilliant was the house in its new decorations , happy the smiling faces of the audience pleased to be once more comfortably within its elegant walls . The comedy of my lucky , but overestimated friend , Slingsby Lawrence was played with great verve and finish ; and Charles Mathews , when he first presented himself as Affable Hawk , received the hearty friendly salute of a public that has no such accomplished actor among its favourites . Frank Mathews was as mordant and effective as ever in the begging creditor ; and lloxby , in spite
of nervousness ( they were all nervous !) , greatly improved in Sir Harry Lester . Every body had a " reception " ; every body was made to feel at home by an audience that felt itself pleased to sec its friends . After the comedy " God save the Queen was sung by the company , which brought more old friends upon the stage , among them Madamb , who sang her verse with immense effect ; Julia M . George , who improves daily ; Mrs . Frank Mat hews , a deserved favourite ; and , beside the old familiar faces , there were new faces-Mrs . Chatterley , who returns to the stage after many years absence , to nil a place long vacant ; Laura Keene from the Olympic ; and Miss Lanza , whose singing will be an acquisition . Vivian .
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11 IN DOST AN . The Asiatic Gallery , a new and capacious room adjoining the waxwork show in Baker-street , contains the last new colossal picture on rollers ; an thither we went last week to assist at . the gatli « " » 'h of notables , private ; acquaintances , and literary imwith which these thing . s are usually mauKUiai | < The ramparts of Fort William , the citadel of ^ cutta , formed the starling point , wliem * " - ascended the Ganges toils source among the arn ^ y regions of the Himalaya ,. The first transition I n > m the Hut , even range of Doric respectability , I <> wi ball , Government-house , and . Mint ; , to «> ' »« ' . ' ^ Bengal cottage scenery on the opposite or i itf ^ bank of the river , was . sinking and agreeable > > without doubt , ( . bought Louis Ilaghe the ng . painter ; his clever group of o / IicerH and < : a ( 1 ( _ , t , he first , scene is completely eclipsed by the I' «>» " >' . of unconstrained native life which follows Anou artistic bit of painting , creditable alike to tlm i < J same painter , Mr . IMuilips , and to the great a .-Us ' have named , is a sunset , and would have b < rn |>« ¦• perfect , even us a dlonaniv rJfWi , but for tins «" of ihu iimcliiiusU .-who Jim * amtnv « d , Ao . r . m « J j light and atmosphere by tho v « no « t spectre ¦ *>*
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Leader (1850-1860), Dec. 20, 1851, page 18, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/l/issues/cld_20121851/page/18/
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