首页 >出版文学> The Works of Edgar Allan Poe>第122章
  “WillyougotoAlmack’s,prettycreature?”shesaid,tappingmeunderthechin。
  “Uponhonor。”saidI。
  “Noseandall?”sheasked。
  “AsIlive。”Ireplied。
  “Herethenisacard,mylife。ShallIsayyouwillbethere?”
  “DearDuchess,withallmyheart。”
  “Pshaw,no!-butwithallyournose?”
  “Everybitofit,mylove。”saidI:soIgaveitatwistortwo,andfoundmyselfatAlmack’s。Theroomswerecrowdedtosuffocation。
  “Heiscoming!”saidsomebodyonthestaircase。
  “Heiscoming!”saidsomebodyfartherup。
  “Heiscoming!”saidsomebodyfartherstill。
  “Heiscome!”exclaimedtheDuchess。“Heiscome,thelittlelove!”-
  and,seizingmefirmlybybothhands,shekissedmethriceuponthenose。Amarkedsensationimmediatelyensued。
  “Diavolo!”criedCountCapricornutti。
  “Diosguarda!”mutteredDonStiletto。
  “Milletonnerres!”ejaculatedthePrincedeGrenouille。
  “Tousandteufel!”growledtheElectorofBluddennuff。
  Itwasnottobeborne。Igrewangry。IturnedshortuponBluddennuff。
  “Sir!”saidItohim,“youareababoon。”
  “Sir。”hereplied,afterapause,“DonnerundBlitzen!”
  Thiswasallthatcouldbedesired。Weexchangedcards。AtChalk-Farm,thenextmorning,Ishotoffhisnose-andthencalleduponmyfriends。
  “B阾e!”saidthefirst。
  “Fool!”saidthesecond。
  “Dolt!”saidthethird。
  “Ass!”saidthefourth。
  “Ninny!”saidthefifth。
  “Noodle!”saidthesixth。
  “Beoff!”saidtheseventh。
  AtallthisIfeltmortified,andsocalleduponmyfather。
  “Father。”Iasked,“whatisthechiefendofmyexistence?”
  “Myson。”hereplied,“itisstillthestudyofNosology;butinhittingtheElectoruponthenoseyouhaveovershotyourmark。Youhaveafinenose,itistrue;butthenBluddennuffhasnone。Youaredamned,andhehasbecometheherooftheday。IgrantyouthatinFum-Fudgethegreatnessofalionisinproportiontothesizeofhisproboscis-but,goodheavens!thereisnocompetingwithalionwhohasnoproboscisatall。”
  ASitiswellknownthatthe’wisemen’came’fromtheEast,’andasMr。Touch-and-goBullet-headcamefromtheEast,itfollowsthatMr。
  Bullet-headwasawiseman;andifcollateralproofofthematterbeneeded,herewehaveitMr。B。wasaneditor。Irascibilitywashissolefoible,forinfacttheobstinacyofwhichmenaccusedhimwasanythingbuthisfoible,sincehejustlyconsideredithisforte。Itwashisstrongpointhisvirtue;anditwouldhaverequiredallthelogicofaBrownsontoconvincehimthatitwas’anythingelse。’
  IhaveshownthatTouch-and-goBullet-headwasawiseman;andtheonlyoccasiononwhichhedidnotproveinfallible,waswhen,abandoningthatlegitimatehomeforallwisemen,theEast,hemigratedtothecityofAlexander-the-Great-o-nopolis,orsomeplaceofasimilartitle,outWest。
  Imustdohimthejusticetosay,however,thatwhenhemadeuphismindfinallytosettleinthattown,itwasundertheimpressionthatnonewspaper,andconsequentlynoeditor,existedinthatparticularsectionofthecountry。Inestablishing’TheTea-Pot’heexpectedtohavethefieldalltohimself。IfeelconfidentheneverwouldhavedreamedoftakinguphisresidenceinAlexander-the-Great-o-nopolishadhebeenawarethat,inAlexander-the-Great-o-nopolis,therelivedagentlemannamedJohnSmithifIrightlyremember,whoformanyyearshadtherequietlygrownfatineditingandpublishingthe’Alexander-the-Great-o-nopolisGazette。’Itwassolely,therefore,onaccountofhavingbeenmisinformed,thatMr。Bullet-headfoundhimselfinAlex-supposewecallitNopolis,’forshort’but,ashedidfindhimselfthere,hedeterminedtokeepuphischaracterforobstforfirmness,andremain。Soremainhedid;andhedidmore;
  heunpackedhispress,type,etc。,etc。,rentedanofficeexactlyoppositetothatofthe’Gazette,’and,onthethirdmorningafterhisarrival,issuedthefirstnumberof’TheAlexan’thatistosay,of’TheNopolisTea-Pot’asnearlyasIcanrecollect,thiswasthenameofthenewpaper。
  Theleadingarticle,Imustadmit,wasbrilliantnottosaysevere。Itwasespeciallybitteraboutthingsingeneralandasfortheeditorof’TheGazette,’hewastornalltopiecesinparticular。SomeofBullethead’sremarkswerereallysofierythatI
  havealways,sincethattime,beenforcedtolookuponJohnSmith,whoisstillalive,inthelightofasalamander。Icannotpretendtogiveallthe’Tea-Pot’s’paragraphsverbatim,butoneofthemrunsthus:
  ’Oh,yes!Oh,weperceive!Oh,nodoubt!TheeditoroverthewayisageniusO,my!Oh,goodness,gracious!whatisthisworldcomingto?Oh,tempora!Oh,Moses!’
  Aphilippicatoncesocausticandsoclassical,alightedlikeabombshellamongthehithertopeacefulcitizensofNopolis。Groupsofexcitedindividualsgatheredatthecornersofthestreets。Everyoneawaited,withheartfeltanxiety,thereplyofthedignifiedSmith。
  Nextmorningitappearedasfollows:
  ’Wequotefrom“TheTea-Pot“ofyesterdaythesubjoinedparagraph:
  “Oh,yes!Oh,weperceive!Oh,nodoubt!Oh,my!Oh,goodness!Oh,tempora!Oh,Moses!”Why,thefellowisallO!Thataccountsforhisreasoninginacircle,andexplainswhythereisneitherbeginningnorendtohim,nortoanythinghesays。Wereallydonotbelievethevagabondcanwriteawordthathasn’tanOinit。WonderifthisO-ingisahabitofhis?By-the-by,hecameawayfromDown-Eastinagreathurry。WonderifheO’sasmuchthereashedoeshere?“O!itispitiful。”’
  TheindignationofMr。Bullet-headatthesescandalousinsinuations,Ishallnotattempttodescribe。Ontheeel-skinningprinciple,however,hedidnotseemtobesomuchincensedattheattackuponhisintegrityasonemighthaveimagined。Itwasthesneerathisstylethatdrovehimtodesperation。What!heTouch-and-goBullet-head!notabletowriteawordwithoutanOinit!Hewouldsoonletthejackanapesseethathewasmistaken。Yes!hewouldlethimseehowmuchhewasmistaken,thepuppy!He,Touch-and-goBullet-head,ofFrogpondium,wouldletMr。JohnSmithperceivethathe,Bullet-head,couldindite,ifitsopleasedhim,awholeparagraphaye!awholearticleinwhichthatcontemptiblevowelshouldnotoncenotevenoncemakeitsappearance。Butno;
  thatwouldbeyieldingapointtothesaidJohnSmith。He,Bullet-head,wouldmakenoalterationinhisstyle,tosuitthecapricesofanyMr。SmithinChristendom。Perishsovileathought!
  TheOforever;HewouldpersistintheO。HewouldbeasO-wyasO-wycouldbe。
  Burningwiththechivalryofthisdetermination,thegreatTouch-and-go,inthenext’Tea-Pot,’cameoutmerelywiththissimplebutresoluteparagraph,inreferencetothisunhappyaffair:
  ’Theeditorofthe“Tea-Pot“hasthehonorofadvisingtheeditorofthe“Gazette“thathethe“Tea-Pot“willtakeanopportunityintomorrowmorning’spaper,ofconvincinghimthe“Gazette“thathethe“Tea-Pot“bothcanandwillbehisownmaster,asregardsstyle;hethe“Tea-Pot“intendingtoshowhimthe“Gazette“thesupreme,andindeedthewitheringcontemptwithwhichthecriticismofhimthe“Gazette“inspirestheindependentbosomofhimthe“TeaPot“bycomposingfortheespecialgratification?ofhimthe“Gazette“aleadingarticle,ofsomeextent,inwhichthebeautifulvoweltheemblemofEternityyetsooffensivetothehyper-exquisitedelicacyofhimthe“Gazette“shallmostcertainlynotbeavoidedbyhisthe“Gazette’s“mostobedient,humbleservant,the“Tea-Pot。”“SomuchforBuckingham!”’
  Infulfilmentoftheawfulthreatthusdarklyintimatedratherthandecidedlyenunciated,thegreatBullet-head,turningadeafeartoallentreatiesfor’copy,’andsimplyrequestinghisforemanto’gotothed-l,’whenhetheforemanassuredhimthe’Tea-Pot’!thatitwashightimeto’gotopress’:turningadeafeartoeverything,Isay,thegreatBullet-headsatupuntilday-break,consumingthemidnightoil,andabsorbedinthecompositionofthereallyunparalleledparagraph,whichfollows:-
  ’Soho,John!hownow?Toldyouso,youknow。Don’tcrow,anothertime,beforeyou’reoutofthewoods!Doesyourmotherknowyou’reout?Oh,no,no!sogohomeatonce,now,John,toyourodiousoldwoodsofConcord!Gohometoyourwoods,oldowlgo!Youwon’t!
  Oh,poh,poh,don’tdoso!You’vegottogo,youknow!Sogoatonce,anddon’tgoslow,fornobodyownsyouhere,youknow!Oh!John,John,ifyoudon’tgoyou’renohomono!You’reonlyafowl,anowl,acow,asow,adoll,apoll;apoor,old,good-for-nothing-to-nobody,log,dog,hog,orfrog,comeoutofaConcordbog。Cool,nowcool!Dobecool,youfool!Noneofyourcrowing,oldcock!Don’tfrownsodon’t!Don’thollo,norhowlnorgrowl,norbow-wow-wow!GoodLord,John,howyoudolook!Toldyouso,youknowbutstoprollingyourgooseofanoldpollaboutso,andgoanddrownyoursorrowsinabowl!’
  Exhausted,verynaturally,bysostupendousaneffort,thegreatTouch-and-gocouldattendtonothingfartherthatnight。Firmly,composedly,yetwithanairofconsciouspower,hehandedhisMS。tothedevilinwaiting,andthen,walkingleisurelyhome,retired,withineffabledignitytobed。
  Meantimethedevil,towhomthecopywasentrusted,ranupstairstohis’case,’inanunutterablehurry,andforthwithmadeacommencementat’setting’theMS。’up。’
  Inthefirstplace,ofcourse,astheopeningwordwas’So,’hemadeaplungeintothecapitalSholeandcameoutintriumphwithacapitalS。Elatedbythissuccess,heimmediatelythrewhimselfuponthelittle-oboxwithablindfoldimpetuositybutwhoshalldescribehishorrorwhenhisfingerscameupwithouttheanticipatedletterintheirclutch?whoshallpainthisastonishmentandrageatperceiving,asherubbedhisknuckles,thathehadbeenonlythumpingthemtonopurpose,againstthebottomofanemptybox。Notasinglelittle-owasinthelittle-ohole;and,glancingfearfullyatthecapital-Opartition,hefoundthattohisextremeterror,inapreciselysimilarpredicament。Awestricken,hisfirstimpulsewastorushtotheforeman。
  ’Sir!’saidhe,gaspingforbreath,’Ican’tneversetupnothingwithoutnoo’s。’
  ’Whatdoyoumeanbythat?’growledtheforeman,whowasinaveryillhumoratbeingkeptsolate。
  ’Why,sir,therebeantanointheoffice,neitherabigunnoralittleun!’
  ’Whatwhatthed-lhasbecomeofallthatwereinthecase?’
  ’Idon’tknow,sir,’saidtheboy,’butoneofthemere“G’zette“
  devilsisbinprowling’bouthereallnight,andIspecthe’sgoneandcabbaged’emeveryone。’
  ’Dodrothim!Ihaven’tadoubtofit,’repliedtheforeman,gettingpurplewithrage’butItellyouwhatyoudo,Bob,that’sagoodboyyougooverthefirstchanceyougetandhookeveryoneoftheiri’sandd-nthem!theirizzards。’