Fannyisquitedoneup;shecouldnotsleeplastnight,somethingitseemedlikeasthma-Itrustnot。IsupposeLloydwillbeabout,soyoucangivehimthebenefitofthislongscrawl。NeversaythatICAN’Twritealetter,saythatIdon’t-Yoursever,mydearestfellow,R。L。S。
Theguidwifehadbreadtobake,andshebakeditinapan,O!Butbetweenwhilesshewasdownwithmeweedingsensitiveinthepaddock。Themenhavebutnowpassedoverit;Iwasroundinthatveryplacetoseetheweedingwasdonethoroughly,andalreadythereptilespringsbehindourheels。
Tuituiisatrulystrangebeast,andgivesfoodforthought。
Iamnearlysure-Icannotyetbequite,Imeantoexperiment,whenIamlessonthehotchaseofthebeast-
that,evenattheinstantheshrivelsuphisleaves,hestrikeshispricklesdownwardsoastocatchtheuprootingfinger;instinctive,saythegabies;butsoisman’simpulsetostrikeout。Onethingthattakesandholdsmeistoseethestrangevariationinthepropagationofalarmamongtheserootedbeasts;attimesitspreadstoaradiusIspeakbytheguessoftheeyeoffiveorsixinches;attimesonlyoneindividualplantappearsfrightenedatatime。Wetriedhowlongittookonetorecover;’tisasanguinecreature;itisallabroadagainbeforeIguessagaintwominutes。Itisoddhowdifficultinthisworlditistobearmed。Thedoublearmourofthisplantbetraysit。Inathicktuft,wheretheleavesdisappear,Ithrustinmyhand,andthebiteofthethornsbetraysthetopmoststem。Intheopenagain,andwhenIhesitateifitbeclover,atouchontheleaves,anditsfinesenseandretractileactionbetraysitsidentityatonce。Yetithasonegiftincomparable。Romehadvirtueandknowledge;Romeperished。Thesensitiveplanthasindigestibleseeds-sotheysay-anditwillflourishforever。Igivemyadvicethustoayoungplant-haveastrongroot,aweakstem,andanindigestibleseed;soyouwilloutlasttheeternalcity,andyourprogenywillclothemountains,andtheirascibleplanterwillblasphemeinvain。
Theweakpointoftuituiisthatitsstemisstrong。
SUPPLEMENTARYPAGE。
Herebeginneththethirdlesson,whichisnotfromtheplanterbutfromalessestimablecharacter,thewriterofbooks。
IwantyoutounderstandaboutthisSouthSeaBook。Thejobisimmense;Istaggerundermaterial。IhaveseenthefirstbigTACHE。Itwasnecessarytoseethesmallerones;theletterswereatmyhandforthepurpose,butIwasnotgoingtolosethisexperience;and,insteadofwritingmereletters,havepouredoutalotofstuffforthebook。Howthisworksandfits,timeistoshow。ButIbelieve,intime,Ishallgetthewholethinginform。Now,uptodate,thatisallmydesign,andIbegtowarnyoutillwehavethewholeormuchofthestufftogether,youcanhardlyjudge-
andIcanhardlyjudge。Suchamassofstuffistobehandled,ifpossiblewithoutrepetition-somuchforeignmattertobeintroduced-ifpossiblewithperspicuity-and,asmuchascanbe,aspiritofnarrativetobepreserved。
YouwillfindthatcomestrongerasIproceed,andgettheexplanationsworkedthrough。Problemsofstyleareasyet
dirtundermyfeet;myproblemisarchitectural,creative-
togetthisstuffjointedandmoving。IfIcandothat,I
willtroubleyouforstyle;anybodymightwriteit,anditwouldbesplendid;well-engineered,themassesright,thebloomingthingtravelling-twig?
ThisIwantedyoutounderstand,forlotsofthestuffsenthomeis,Iimagine,rot-andslovenlyrot-andsomeofitpompousrot;andIwantyoutounderstandit’saLAY-IN。
Soon,ifthetideofpoeshiecontinues,I’llsendyouawholelottodamn。Youneversaidthank-youforthehandsometributeaddressedtoyoufromApemama;suchisthegratitudeoftheworldtotheGod-sentpoick。Well,well:-’Vexnotthouthepoick’smind,Withthycoriaceousingratitude,TheP。willbetoyourfaultsmorethanalittleblind,Andyoursisafarfromhandsomeattitude。’Havingthusdroppedintopoetryinaspiritoffriendship,Ihavethehonourtosubscribemyself,Sir,Yourobedienthumbleservant,SILASWEGG。
Isupposebythisyouwillhaveseenthelad-andhisfeetwillhavebeenintheMonument-andhiseyesbeheldthefaceofGeorge。Well!
Thereismucheloquenceinawell!
Iam,SirYoursTheEpigrammatistROBERTLOUISSTEVENSON
FINIS-EXPLICIT
MYDEARCOLVIN,-Iwantedtogooutbrightandearlytogoonwithmysurvey。Youneverheardofthat。Theworldhasturned,andmuchwaterrununderbridges,sinceIstoppedmydiary。Ihavewrittensixmorechaptersofthebook,allgoodIpotentlybelieve,andgivenup,asadeceptionofthedevil’s,theHighWoods。IhavebeenoncedowntoApia,toahugenativefeastatSeumanutafa’s,thechiefofApia。Therewasavastmassoffood,crowdsofpeople,thepolicechargingamongthemwithwhips,thewholeinhighgoodhumouronbothsides;infinitenoise;andahistoricevent-Mr。
Clarke,themissionary,andhiswife,assistedatanativedance。Onmyreturnfromthisfunction,Ifoundworkhadstopped;nomoreSouthSeasinmybelly。Well,Henryhadclearedagreatdealofourbushonacontract,anditoughttobemeasured。Isetmyselftothetaskwithatape-line;
itseemedadrearybusiness;thenIborrowedaprismaticcompass,andtackledthetaskafresh。Ihavenobooks;Ihadnottouchedaninstrumentnorgivenathoughttothebusinesssincetheyearofgrace1871;youcanimaginewithwhatinterestIsatdownyesterdayafternoontoreducemyobservations;fivetrianglesIhadtaken;allfivecameright,tomyineffablejoy。Ourdinner-thelowestwehaveeverbeen-consistedofONEAVOCADOPEARbetweenFannyandme,aship’sbiscuitfortheguidman,whitebreadfortheMissis,andredwineforthetwa。Nosalthorse,even,inallVailima!AfterdinnerHenrycame,andIbegantoteachhimdecimals;youwouldn’tthinkIknewthemmyselfaftersolongdesuetude!
IcouldnotbutwonderhowHenrystandshiseveningshere;
thePolynesianlovesgaiety-Ifeedhimwithdecimals,themariner’scompass,derivations,grammar,andthelike;
delectingmyself,afterthemannerofmyrace,MOULT
TRISTEMENT。Isuckmypaws;Iliveformydexteritiesandbymyaccomplishments;evenmyclumsinessesaremyjoy-mywoodcuts,mystumblingonthepipe,thissurveyingeven-andevenweedingsensitive;anythingtodowiththemind,withtheeye,withthehand-withapartofME;diversionflowsinthesewaysforthedrearyman。Butgaietyiswhatthesechildrenwant;tositinacrowd,tellstoriesandpassjests,tohearoneanotherlaughandscamperwiththegirls。
It’sgoodfun,too,Ibelieve,butnotforR。L。S。,AETAT。
40。WhichIamnowpastforty,Custodian,andnotonepennytheworsethatIcansee;asamusableasever;tobeonboardshipisrewardenoughforme;givemethewagesofgoingon-
inaschooner!Only,ifeverIweregay,whichI
misremember,Iamgaynomore。AndhereispoorHenrypassinghiseveningsonmyintellectualhusks,whichtheprofessorsmasticated;keepingtheaccountsoftheestate-
allwrongIhavenodoubt-Ikeepnocheck,beyondaveryroughone;marchinginwithacloudybrow,andtheday-bookunderhisarm;tacklingdecimals,comingwithcasesofconscience-howwouldanEnglishchiefbehaveinsuchacase?etc。;and,Iamboundtosay,onanyglimmerofajest,lapsingintonativehilarityasatreestraightensitselfafterthewindisby。TheothernightIrememberedmyoldfriend-Ibelieveyoursalso-Scholastikos,andadministeredthecrowandtheanchor-theywerequitefreshtoSamoanearsthisimpliesaveryearlyseverance-andI
thoughttheanchorwouldhavemadeawaywithmySimelealtogether。
Fanny’stime,inthisinterval,hasbeenlargelyoccupiedincontendingpubliclywithwildswine。Wehaveablacksow;wecallherJackSheppard;impossibletoconfineher-
impossiblealsoforhertobeconfined!Tomysureknowledgeshehasbeeninaninterestingconditionforlongerthananyothersowinstory;elseshehadlongdiedthedeath;assoonassheisbroughttobed,sheshallcountherdays。I
supposethatsowhascostusindays’labourfromthirtytofiftydollars;asmanyaseightboysatadollaradayhavebeentwelvehoursinchaseofher。NowitissupposedthatFannyhasoutwittedher;shegrinsbehindbroadplanksinwhatwasoncethecook-house。Sheisawildpig;farhandsomerthananytame;andwhenshefoundthecook-housewastoomuchforhermethodsofevasion,shelaydownonthefloorandrefusedfoodanddrinkforawholeSunday。OnMondaymorningsherelapsed,andnoweatsanddrinkslikealittleman。Iamremindedofanincident。TwoSundaysago,thesadwordwasbroughtthatthesowwasoutagain;thistimeshehadcarriedanotherinherflight。MoorsandIandFannywerestrollinguptothegarden,andtherebythewatersidewesawtheblacksow,lookingguilty。Itseemedtomebeyondwords;butFanny’sCRIDUCOEURwasdelicious:’G-
r-r!’shecried;’nobodylovesyou!’
IwouldIcouldtellyouthemovingstoryofourcartandcart-horses;thelatteraredapple-grey,aboutsixteenhands,andofenormoussubstance;theformerwasakindofredandgreenshandry-danwithadrivingbench;plainlyunfittocarrylumberortofaceourroad。Rememberthatthelastthirdofmyroad,aboutamile,isallmadeoutofabridle-
trackbymyboys-andmydollars。Itwassupposedawhitemanhadbeenfound-anex-Germanartilleryman-todrivethislast;heprovedincapableanddrunken;thegallantHenry,whohadneverdrivenbefore,andknewnothingabouthorses-excepttheratsandweedsthatflourishontheislands-volunteered;Moorsaccepted,proposingtofollowandsupervise:despatchedhisworkandstartedafter。Nocart!hehurriedonuptheroad-nocart。TransferthescenetoVailima,whereonasuddentoFannyandme,thecartappears,apparentlyatahardgallop,sometwohoursbeforeitwasexpected;Henryradiantlyrulingchaosfromthebench。
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