首页 >出版文学> Complete Poetical Works>第4章
  Itwasrough,——mightyrough;
  Buttheboystheystoodby,AndtheybroughthimthestuffForahouse,onthesly;
  Andtheoldwoman,——well,shedidwashing,andtookonwhennoonewasnigh。
  Butthis’yerluckofDow’sWassopowerfulmeanThatthespringnearhishouseDriedrightuponthegreen;
  Andhesunkfortyfeetdownforwater,butnaryadroptobeseen。
  Thenthebarpeteredout,Andtheboyswouldn’tstay;
  Andthechillsgotabout,Andhiswifefellaway;
  ButDowinhiswellkeptapeggin’inhisusualridikilousway。
  Oneday,——itwasJune,Andayearago,jest——
  ThisDowkematnoonTohisworkliketherest,Withashovelandpickonhisshoulder,andderringerhidinhisbreast。
  Hegoestothewell,Andhestandsonthebrink,AndstopsforaspellJesttolistenandthink:
  Forthesuninhiseyes(jestlikethis,sir!),yousee,kindermadethecussblink。
  HistworaggedgalsInthegulchwereatplay,AndagowndthatwasSal’sKinderflappedonabay:
  Notmuchforamantobeleavin’,buthisall,——asI’veheer’dthefolkssay。
  And——That’sapearthossThetyou’vegot,——ain’titnow?
  Whatmightbehercost?
  Eh?Oh!——Well,then,Dow——
  Let’ssee,——well,thatforty-footgravewasn’this,sir,thatday,anyhow。
  ForablowofhispickSortercavedintheside,Andhelookedandturnedsick,Thenhetrembledandcried。
  Foryouseethederncusshadstruck——"Water?"——Begyourparding,youngman,——thereyoulied!
  ItwasGOLD,——inthequartz,Anditranallalike;
  AndIreckonfiveoughtsWastheworthofthatstrike;
  Andthathousewiththecoopilow’shis’n,——whichthesameisn’tbadforaPike。
  Thet’swhyit’sDow’sFlat;
  AndthethingofitisThathekindergotthatThroughsheercontrairiness:
  For’twasWATERthedernedcusswasseekin’,andhisluckmadehimcertaintomiss。
  Thet’sso!Thar’syourway,Totheleftofyontree;
  But——a——lookh’yur,say?
  Won’tyoucomeuptotea?
  No?Well,thenthenexttimeyou’repassin’;andaskafterDow,——
  andthet’sME。
  INTHETUNNEL
  Didn’tknowFlynn,——
  FlynnofVirginia,——
  Longashe’sbeen’yar?
  Look’eehere,stranger,WharHEVyoubeen?
  HereinthistunnelHewasmypardner,ThatsameTomFlynn,——
  Workingtogether,Inwindandweather,Dayoutandin。
  Didn’tknowFlynn!
  Well,thatISqueer;
  Why,it’sasinTothinkofTomFlynn,——
  Tomwithhischeer,Tomwithoutfear,——
  Stranger,look’yar!
  Tharinthedrift,Backtothewall,HeheldthetimbersReadytofall;
  TheninthedarknessIheardhimcall:
  "Runforyourlife,Jake!
  Runforyourwife’ssake!
  Don’twaitforme。"
  AndthatwasallHeardinthedin,HeardofTomFlynn,——
  FlynnofVirginia。
  That’sallaboutFlynnofVirginia。
  Thatletsmeout。
  Hereinthedamp,——
  Outofthesun,——
  That’ardernedlampMakesmyeyesrun。
  Well,there,——I’mdone!
  But,sir,whenyou’llHearthenextfoolAskingofFlynn,——
  FlynnofVirginia,——
  Justyouchipin,SayyouknewFlynn;
  Saythatyou’vebeen’yar。
  "CICELY"
  (ALKALISTATION)
  Cicelysaysyou’reapoet;maybe,——Iain’tmuchonrhyme:
  Ireckonyou’dgivemeahundred,andbeatmeeverytime。
  Poetry!——that’sthewaysomechapsputsupanidee,ButItakesmine"straightwithoutsugar,"andthat’swhat’sthematterwithme。
  Poetry!——justlookroundyou,——alkali,rock,andsage;
  Sage-brush,rock,andalkali;ain’titaprettypage!
  Sunintheeastatmornin’,suninthewestatnight,Andtheshadowofthis’yerstationtheon’ythingmovesinsight。
  Poetry!——Wellnow——Polly!Polly,runtoyourmam;
  Runrightaway,mypooty!By-by!Ain’tshealamb?
  Poetry!——thatremindsmeo’suthin’rightinthatsuit:
  Jestshetthatdoorthar,willyer?——forCicely’searsiscute。
  YenoticedPolly,——thebaby?Amonthaforeshewasborn,Cicely——myoldwoman——wasmoody-likeandforlorn;
  Outofherheadandcrazy,andtalkedofflowersandtrees;
  Familymanyourself,sir?Well,youknowwhatawomanbe’s。
  Narvousshewas,andrestless,——saidthatshe"couldn’tstay。"
  Stay!——andthenearestwomanseventeenmilesaway。
  ButIfixeditupwiththedoctor,andhesaidhewouldbeonhand,AndIkinderstuckbytheshanty,andfencedinthatbito’land。
  Onenight,——thetenthofOctober,——Iwokewithachillandafright,Forthedooritwasstandingopen,andCicelywarn’tinsight,Butanotewaspinnedontheblanket,whichitsaidthatshe"couldn’tstay,"
  Buthadgonetovisitherneighbor,——seventeenmilesaway!
  Whenandhowshestampeded,Ididn’twaitfortosee,Foroutintheroad,nextminit,Istartedaswildasshe;
  Runningfirstthiswayandthatway,likeahoundthatisoffthescent,Fortherewarn’tnotrackinthedarknesstotellmethewayshewent。
  I’vehadsomemightymeanmomentsaforeIkemtothisspot,——
  LostonthePlainsin’50,drowndedalmostandshot;
  Butoutonthisalkalidesert,a-huntingacrazywife,Wasra’lyason-satis-factoryasanythinginmylife。
  "Cicely!Cicely!Cicely!"Icalled,andIheldmybreath,And"Cicely!"camefromthecanyon,——andallwasasstillasdeath。
  And"Cicely!Cicely!Cicely!"camefromtherocksbelow,Andjestbutawhisperof"Cicely!"downfromthempeaksofsnow。
  Iain’twhatyoucallreligious,——butIjestlookeduptothesky,And——this’yer’stowhatI’mcoming,andmaybeyethinkIlie:
  Butupawaytotheeast’ard,yallerandbigandfar,Isawofasuddentrisingthesingleristkindofstar。
  Bigandyalleranddancing,itseemedtobeckontome:
  Yallerandbiganddancing,suchasyouneversee:
  Bigandyalleranddancing,——Ineversawsuchastar,AndIthoughtofthemsharpsintheBible,andIwentforitthenandthar。
  OverthebrushandbowldersIstumbledandpushedahead,Keepingthestaraforeme,Iwentwhereveritled。
  Itmighthevbeenforanhour,whensuddentandpeartandnigh,Outoftheyearthaforemetharrizupababy’scry。
  Listen!thar’sthesamemusic;butherlungstheyarestrongernowThanthedayIpackedherandhermother,——I’mdernedifIjestknowhow。
  Butthedoctorkemthenextminit,andthejokeo’thewholethingisThatCisneverknewwhathappenedfromthatverynighttothis!
  ButCicelysaysyou’reapoet,andmaybeyoumight,someday,Jestslingherarhyme’boutababythatwasborninacuriousway,Andseewhatshesays;and,oldfellow,whenyouspeakofthestar,don’ttellAshow’twasthedoctor’slantern,——formaybe’twon’tsoundsowell。
  PENELOPE
  (SIMPSON’SBAR,1858)
  Soyou’vekem’yeragen,Andoneanswerwon’tdo?
  Well,ofallthedernedmenThatI’vestruck,itisyou。
  OSal!’yer’sthatdernedfoolfromSimpson’s,cavortin’round’yerinthedew。
  Kemin,efyouWILL。
  Thar,——quit!Takeacheer。
  Notthat;youcan’tfillThemtheercushingsthisyear,——
  Forthatcheerwasmyoldman’s,JoeSimpson,andtheydon’tmakesuchmenabout’yer。
  Hewastall,wasmyJack,Andasstrongasatree。
  Thar’shisgunontherack,——
  Jestyouheftit,andsee。
  AndYOUcomeacourtin’hiswidder!Lord!wherecanthatcritter,Sal,be!
  You’dfillmyJack’splace?
  Andamanofyoursize,——
  Withnobairdtohisface,Norasnaptohiseyes,Andnary——Sho!thar!Iwasfoolin’,——Iwas,Joe,forsartain,——don’trise。
  Sitdown。Law!why,sho!
  I’masweakasagal。
  Sal!Don’tyougo,Joe,OrI’llfaint,——sure,Ishall。
  Sitdown,——ANYWHEER,whereyoulike,Joe,——inthatcheer,ifyouchoose,——Lord!where’sSal?
  PLAINLANGUAGEFROMTRUTHFULJAMES
  (TABLEMOUNTAIN,1870)
  WhichIwishtoremark,Andmylanguageisplain,ThatforwaysthataredarkAndfortricksthatarevain,TheheathenChineeispeculiar,WhichthesameIwouldrisetoexplain。
  AhSinwashisname;
  AndIshallnotdeny,Inregardtothesame,Whatthatnamemightimply;
  Buthissmileitwaspensiveandchildlike,AsIfrequentremarkedtoBillNye。
  ItwasAugustthethird,Andquitesoftwastheskies;
  WhichitmightbeinferredThatAhSinwaslikewise;
  YetheplayeditthatdayuponWilliamAndmeinawayIdespise。
  Whichwehadasmallgame,AndAhSintookahand:
  ItwasEuchre。ThesameHedidnotunderstand;
  Buthesmiledashesatbythetable,Withthesmilethatwaschildlikeandbland。
  YetthecardstheywerestockedInawaythatIgrieve,AndmyfeelingswereshockedAtthestateofNye’ssleeve,Whichwasstuffedfullofacesandbowers,Andthesamewithintenttodeceive。
  ButthehandsthatwereplayedBythatheathenChinee,Andthepointsthathemade,Werequitefrightfultosee,——
  Tillatlastheputdownarightbower,WhichthesameNyehaddealtuntome。
  ThenIlookedupatNye,Andhegazeduponme;
  Andherosewithasigh,Andsaid,"Canthisbe?
  WeareruinedbyChinesecheaplabor,"——
  AndhewentforthatheathenChinee。
  InthescenethatensuedIdidnottakeahand,ButtheflooritwasstrewedLiketheleavesonthestrandWiththecardsthatAhSinhadbeenhiding,Inthegame"hedidnotunderstand。"
  Inhissleeves,whichwerelong,Hehadtwenty-fourpacks,——
  Whichwascomingitstrong,YetIstatebutthefacts;
  Andwefoundonhisnails,whichweretaper,Whatisfrequentintapers,——that’swax。
  WhichiswhyIremark,Andmylanguageisplain,ThatforwaysthataredarkAndfortricksthatarevain,TheheathenChineeispeculiar,——
  WhichthesameIamfreetomaintain。
  THESOCIETYUPONTHESTANISLAUS
  IresideatTableMountain,andmynameisTruthfulJames;
  Iamnotuptosmalldeceitoranysinfulgames;
  AndI’lltellinsimplelanguagewhatIknowabouttherowThatbrokeupourSocietyupontheStanislow。
  ButfirstIwouldremark,thatitisnotaproperplanForanyscientificgenttowhalehisfellow-man,And,ifamemberdon’tagreewithhispeculiarwhim,Tolayforthatsamememberforto"putahead"onhim。
  NownothingcouldbefinerormorebeautifultoseeThanthefirstsixmonths’proceedingsofthatsameSociety,TillBrownofCalaverasbroughtalotoffossilbonesThathefoundwithinatunnelnearthetenementofJones。
  ThenBrownhereadapaper,andhereconstructedthere,Fromthosesamebones,ananimalthatwasextremelyrare;
  AndJonesthenaskedtheChairforasuspensionoftherules,Tillhecouldprovethatthosesameboneswasoneofhislostmules。
  ThenBrownhesmiledabittersmile,andsaidhewasatfault,ItseemedhehadbeentrespassingonJones’sfamilyvault;
  Hewasamostsarcasticman,thisquietMr。Brown,Andonseveraloccasionshehadcleanedoutthetown。
  NowIholditisnotdecentforascientificgentTosayanotherisanass,——atleast,toallintent;
  NorshouldtheindividualwhohappenstobemeantReplybyheavingrocksathim,toanygreatextent。
  ThenAbnerDeanofAngel’sraisedapointoforder,whenAchunkofoldredsandstonetookhimintheabdomen,Andhesmiledakindofsicklysmile,andcurleduponthefloor,Andthesubsequentproceedingsinterestedhimnomore。
  For,inlesstimethanIwriteit,everymemberdidengageInawarfarewiththeremnantsofapalaeozoicage;
  Andthewaytheyheavedthosefossilsintheirangerwasasin,TilltheskullofanoldmammothcavedtheheadofThompsonin。
  AndthisisallIhavetosayoftheseimpropergames,ForIliveatTableMountain,andmynameisTruthfulJames;
  AndI’vetoldinsimplelanguagewhatIknowabouttherowThatbrokeupourSocietyupontheStanislow。
  LUKE
  (INTHECOLORADOPARK,1873)
  Wot’sthatyou’rereadin’?——anovel?Anovel!——well,darnmyskin!
  Youamangrownandbeardedandhistin’suchstuffezthatin——
  Stuffaboutgalsandtheirsweethearts!Nowonderyou’rethinezaknife。
  Lookatme——clartwohundred——andneverreadoneinmylife!
  That’smyopiniono’novels。Andeztotheirlyin’roundhere,TheybelongtotheJedge’sdaughter——theJedgewhocameuplastyearOnaccountofhislungsandthemountainsandthebalsamo’pineandfir;
  Andhisdaughter——well,shereadnovels,andthat’swhat’sthematterwithher。
  YetshewassweetontheJedge,andstuckbyhimdayandnight,Aloneinthecabinup’yer——tillshegrewlikeaghost,allwhite。
  Shewusonlyaslipofathing,ezlightandezupandawayEzriflesmokeblownthroughthewoods,butshewasn’tmykind——noway!
  Speakin’o’gals,d’yemindthathouseezyourisethehill,AmileandahalffromWhite’s,andjistaboveMattingly’smill?
  Youdo?WellnowTHAR’sagal!What!yousawher?Oh,comenow,thar!quit!
  Shewasonlybedevlin’youboys,fortomeshedon’tcottononebit。
  Nowshe’swhatIcallagal——ezprettyandplumpezaquail;
  Teethezwhiteezahound’s,andthey’dgothroughaten-pennynail;
  Eyesthatkinsnaplikeacap。Sosheaskedtoknow"wharIwashid?"
  Shedid!Oh,it’sjistlikehersass,forshe’speartezaKatydid。
  ButwhatwasItalkingof?——Oh!theJedgeandhisdaughter——shereadNovelsthewholedaylong,andIreckonshereadthemabed;
  AndsometimesshereadthemoutloudtotheJedgeontheporchwherehesat,And’twashow"LordAugustus"saidthis,andhow"LadyBlanche"shesaidthat。
  ButthesickestofallthatIheerdwasayarnthettheyread’boutachap,"Leather-stocking"byname,andahunterchockfullo’thegreenesto’sap;
  Andtheyaskedmetohear,butIsays,"MissMabel,notanyforme;
  WhenIlikesIkinslingmyownlies,andthetchapandIshouldn’tagree。"
  YetsomehoworotherthatgalallussaidthatIbroughthertomindOffolksaboutwhomshehadread,orsuthinbelikeofthetkind,Andtharwarn’tnoendo’thenamesthatshegivemethetsummeruphere——
  "RobinHood,""Leather-stocking""RobRoy,"——Oh,Itellyou,thecritterwasqueer!
  Andyet,efshehadn’tbeenspiled,shewasharmlessenoughinherway;
  ShecouldjabberinFrenchtoherdad,andtheysaidthatsheknewhowtoplay;
  Andsheworkedmethatshot-pouchupthar,whichthemandoesn’tliveezkinuse;
  Andslippers——yousee’emdown’yer——ezwouldcradleanInjin’spapoose。
  Yetalongo’themnovels,yousee,shewaswastin’andmopin’away,Andthenshegotshywithhertongue,andatlastshehadnothin’tosay;
  AndwheneverIhappenedaround,herfaceitwashidbyabook,Anditwarn’ttillthedaysheleftthatshegivemeezmuchezalook。
  Andthiswasthewayitwas。ItwasnightwhenIkemuphereTosayto’emall"good-by,"forIreckonedtogofordeerAt"sunup"thedaytheyleft。SoIshook’emallroundbythehand,’CeptMabel,andshewassick,eztheygivemetounderstand。
  ButjistezIpassedthehousenextmorningatdawn,someone,Likealittlewavero’mistgotuponthehillwiththesun;
  MissMabelitwas,alone——allwrappedinamantleo’lace——
  Andshestoodtherestraightintheroad,withatoucho’thesuninherface。
  Andshelookedmerightintheeye——I’dseensuthin’likeitbeforeWhenIhuntedawoundeddoetotheedgeo’theClearLakeShore,AndIhadmykneeonitsneck,andIjistwasraisin’myknife,Whenitgivemealooklikethat,and——well,itgotoffwithitslife。
  "Wearegoingto-day,"shesaid,"andIthoughtIwouldsaygood-byToyouinyourownhouse,Luke——thesewoodsandthebrightbluesky!
  You’vealwaysbeenkindtous,Luke,andpapahasfoundyoustillAsgoodastheairhebreathes,andwholesomeasLaurelTreeHill。
  "Andwe’llalwaysthinkofyou,Luke,asthethingwecouldnottakeaway,——
  Thebalsamthatdwellsinthewoods,therainbowthatlivesinthespray。
  Andyou’llsometimesthinkofME,Luke,asyouknowyouonceusedtosay,Ariflesmokeblownthroughthewoods,amoment,butnevertostay。"
  Andthenweshookhands。Sheturned,buta-suddentshetotteredandfell,AndIcaughthersharpbythewaist,andheldheraminit。Well,Itwasonlyaminit,youknow,thetezcoldandezwhiteshelayEzasnowflakehereonmybreast,andthen——well,shemeltedaway——
  Andwasgone……Andtharareherbooks;butIsaysnotanyforme;
  Goodenoughmaybeforsome,butthemandImightn’tagree。
  Theyspiledadecentgalezmighthevmadesomechapawife,Andlookatme!——clartwohundred——andneverreadoneinmylife!
  "THEBABESINTHEWOODS"
  (BIGPINEFLAT,1871)
  "Somethingcharacteristic,"eh?
  Humph!IreckonyoumeanbythatSomethingthathappenedinourway,Hereatthecrossin’ofBigPineFlat。
  Timesaren’tnowastheyusedtobe,Whengoldwasflushandtheboyswerefrisky,AndamanwouldpullouthisbatteryForanything——maybethepriceofwhiskey。
  Nothingofthatsort,eh?That’sstrange!
  Why,IthoughtyoumightbedivertedHearinghowJonesofRedRockRangeDrawedhis"hinttotheunconverted,"
  Andsaying,"Wharwillyouhaveit?"shotCherokeeBobatthelastdebating!
  WhatwasthequestionIforgot,ButJonesdidn’tlikeBob’swayofstating。
  Nothingofthatkind,eh?YoumeanSomethingmilder?Let’ssee!——OJoe!
  TelltothestrangerthatlittlesceneOutofthe"BabesintheWoods。"Youknow,"Babes"wasthenamethatwegave’em,sir,Twoleanladsintheirteens,andgreenerThaneventhebeltofspruceandfirWheretheybuilttheirnest,andeachdaygrewleaner。
  Nooneknewwheretheycamefrom。NoneCaredtoaskiftheyhadamother。
  Runawayschoolboys,maybe。OneTallanddarkasaspruce;theotherBlueandgoldintheeyesandhair,Softandlowinhisspeech,butrarelyTalkingwithus;andwedidn’tcareTogetattheirsecretatallunfairly。
  Fortheyweresoquiet,sosadandshy,Contenttotrusteachothersolely,Thatsomehowwe’dalwaysshutoneeye,AndneverseemtoobservethemwhollyAstheypassedtotheirwork。’Twasaworn-outclaim,Anditpaidthemgrub。Theycouldlivewithoutit,FortheboyshadawayofleavinggameIntheirtent,andforgettingallaboutit。
  Yetnooneaskedfortheirsecret。DumbItlayintheirbigeyes’heavyhollows。
  ItwasunderstoodthatnooneshouldcomeTotheirtentunawares,savethebeesandswallows。
  Sotheylivedalone。UntilonewarmnightIwassittinghereatthetent-door,——so,sir!
  Whenoutofthesunset’srosylightUprosetheSheriffofMariposa。
  Iknewatoncetherewassomethingwrong,Forhishandandhisvoiceshookjustalittle,Andthereisn’tmuchyoucanfetchalongTomakethesinewsofJackHillbrittle。
  "GowarntheBabes!"hewhispered,hoarse;
  "TellthemI’mcoming——togetandscurry;
  ForI’vegotastorythat’sbad,——andworse,I’vegotawarrant:G-dd——nit,hurry!"
  Toolate!theyhadseenhimcrossthehill;
  IrantotheirtentandfoundthemlyingDeadineachother’sarms,andstillClaspingthedrugtheyhadtakenflying。
  Andtherelaytheirsecretcoldandbare,Theirlife,theirtrial——theold,oldstory!
  ForthesweetblueeyesandthegoldenhairWasaWOMAN’SshameandaWOMAN’Sglory。
  "Whowerethey?"Asknomore,oraskThesunthatvisitstheirgravesolightly;
  Askofthewhisperingreeds,ortaskThemourningcricketsthatchirrupnightly。
  Alloftheirlifebutitsloveforgot,Everythingtenderandsoftandmystic,TheseareourBabesintheWoods,——you’vegot,Well——humannature——that’scharacteristic。
  THELATESTCHINESEOUTRAGE
  Itwasnoonbythesun;wehadfinishedourgame,Andwaspassin’remarksgoin’backtoourclaim;
  Joneswascountin’hischips,Smithrelievin’hismindOfideasthata"straight"shouldbeat"threeofakind,"
  WhenJohnsonofElkocamegallopin’down,Withalookonhisface’twixtagrinandafrown,Andhecalls,"Dropyourshovelsandfacerightabout,ForthemChineesfromMurphy’sarecleanin’usout——
  Withtheirching-a-ring-chowAndtheirchic-colorowThey’rebentuponmakingNoslouchofarow。"
  ThenJones——myownpardner——looksupwithasigh;
  "It’syourwash-bill,"sezhe,andIanswers,"Youlie!"
  Butaforehecoulddrawortheotherscouldarm,UptumblestheBatesboys,whoheardthealarm。
  Andayellfromthehill-topandroarofagong,Mixedupwithremarkslike"Hi!yi!Chang-a-wong,"
  Andbombs,shells,andcrackers,thatcrashedthroughthetrees,Revealedintheirwar-togsfourhundredChinees!
  FourhundredChinee;
  Weareeight,don’tyesee!
  ThatmadeasquarefiftyTojustoneo’we。
  Theyweredressedintheirbest,butIgrievethatthatsameWaslargelymadeupofourown,totheirshame;
  Andmypardner’sbestshirtandhistrouserswerehungOnaspear,andabovehimweretauntinglyswung;
  Whilethatbeggar,CheyLee,likeaconjurersatPullin’outeggsandchickensfromJohnson’sbesthat;
  AndBates’sgameroosterwaspartoftheir"loot,"
  AndallofSmith’spigswereskyugledtoboot;
  ButtheclimaxwasreachedandIliketohavediedWhenmydemijohn,empty,camedownthehillside,——
  Downthehillside——
  WhatonceheldtheprideOfRobertsonCountyPitcheddownthehillside!
  Thenweaxedforaparley。WhenoutofthedinTothefrontcomesa-rockin’thatheathen,AhSin!
  "Youoweflowtydollee——mewasheeyoucamp,Youcatcheemywashee——mecatcheenostamp;
  Onedollarhapdozen,menocatcheeyet,Nowthatflowtydollee——nohab?——howcanget?
  Mecatcheeyoupiggee——meselleeforcash,Itcatcheemelicee——youcatcheeno’hash;’
  MebellygoodSheliff——melebbeewhencan,MealleesamehalppinasMelicanman!
  ButMelicanmanHewasheehimpanOnBOTTOMsidehilleeAndcatchee——howcan?"
  "Arewemen?"saysJoeJohnson,"andlisttothisjaw,Withoutprocessofwarrantorcoloroflaw?
  Arewemenor——a-chew!"——herebegaspedinhisspeech,Forastink-pothadfallenjustoutofhisreach。
  "Shallwestandhereasidle,andletAsiapourHerbarbarichordesonthiscivilizedshore?
  HastheWhiteMannocountry?Areweleftinthelurch?
  Andlikewisewhat’sgoneoftheEstablishedChurch?
  Onemantofourhundredisgreatodds,Iown,Butthis’yer’saWhiteMan——Iplaysitalone!"
  Andhesprangupthehillside——tostophimnonedare——
  Tillayellfromthetoptolda"WhiteManwasthere!"
  AWhiteManwasthere!
  WeprayedhemightspareThosemisguidedheathensThefewclothestheywear。
  Theyfled,andhefollowed,butnomatterwhere;
  Theyfledtoescapehim,——the"WhiteManwasthere,"——
  Tillwemissedfirsthisvoiceonthepine-woodedslope,Andweknewfortheheathenhenceforthwasnohope;
  Andtheyellstheygrewfainter,whenPetersensaid,"Itsimplywashumantoburyhisdead。"
  Andthen,withslowtread,Wecreptup,indread,Butfoundnarymortalthere,Livingordead。
  Buttherewashistrail,andthewaythattheycame,Andyonder,nodoubt,hewasbagginghisgame。
  WhenJonesdropshispickaxe,andThompsonsays"Shoo!"
  Andbothof’empointstoacageofbambooHangingdownfromatree,withalabelthatswungConspicuous,withlettersinsomeforeigntongue,Which,whenfreelytranslated,thesamedidappearWastheChineseforsaying,"AWhiteManishere!"
  Andaswedrewnear,Inangerandfear,Boundhandandfoot,JohnsonLookeddownwithaleer!
  Inhismouthwasanopiumpipe——whichwaswhyHeleeredatussowithadrunken-likeeye!
  Theyhadshavedoffhiseyebrows,andtackedonacue,Theyhadpaintedhisfaceofacopperyhue,Andriggedhimallupinaheathenishsuit,Thensoftlydeparted,eachmanwithhis"loot。"
  Yes,everygaloot,AndAhSin,toboot,HadlefthimtherehangingLikeripeningfruit。
  AtamassmeetingheldupatMurphy’snextdayTherewereseventeenspeakersandeachhadhissay;
  Thereweretwelveresolutionsthatinstantlypassed,Andeachresolutionwasworsethanthelast;
  Therewerefourteenpetitions,which,grantingthesame,WilldeterminewhatGovernorMurphy’sshallname;
  AndthemanfromourdistrictthatgoesupnextyearGoesupononeissue——that’spatentandclear:
  "Cantheworkofamean,Degraded,uncleanBelieverinBuddhaBeheldasalien?"
  TRUTHFULJAMESTOTHEEDITOR
  (YREKA,1873)
  WhichitisnotmystyleToproduceneedlesspainBystatementsthatrileOrthatgo’ginthegrain,Buthere’sCaptainJackstilla-livin’,andNyehasnoskelponhisbrain!
  OnthatCaucasianheadThereisnocrownofhair;
  Ithasgone,ithasfled!
  AndEchosez"Where?"
  AndIasks,"IsthisNationaWhiteMan’s,andisgenerallythingsonthesquare?"
  ShewasknowninthecampAs"Nye’sothersquaw,"
  AndfolksofthatstampHeznorightsinthelaw,Butistreacherous,sinful,andslimy,asNyemighthevwellknownbefore。
  ButshesaidthatsheknewWheretheInjinswashid,Andthestatementwastrue,Foritseemedthatshedid,SincesheledWilliamwherehewascoveredbyseventeenModocs,and——
  slid!
  Thentheyreachedforhishair;
  ButNyesez,"BythelawOfnations,forbear!
  Isurrenders——nomore:
  AndIlookstobetreated,——youhearme?——asapris’ner,apris’nerofwar!"
  ButCaptainJackroseAndhesez,"It’stoothin!
  SuchstatementsasthoseIt’stoolatetobegin。
  There’saMODOCINDICTMENTaginyou,OPaleface,andyou’regoin’in!
  "YoustoleSchonchin’ssquawIntheyearsixty-two;
  Itwasinsixty-fourThatLongJackyouwentthrough,AndyouburnedNastyJim’srancheria,andhiswivesandhispapoosestoo。
  "ThisguninmyhandWassoldmebyyou’Gainstthelawoftheland,AndIgrievesitistrue!"
  Andheburiedhisfaceinhisblanketandweptashehiditfromview。
  Butyou’retriedandcondemned,Andskelping’syourdoom,"
  Andhepausedandhehemmed——
  Butwhythisresume?
  Hewasskelped’gainstthecustomofnations,andcutofflikearoseinitsbloom。
  SoIaskswithoutguile,AndItrustsnotinvain,IfthisisthestyleThatisgoingtoobtain——
  Ifhere’sCaptainJackstilla-livin’,andNyewithnoskelponhisbrain?
  ANIDYLOFTHEROAD
  (SIERRAS,1876)
  DRAMATISPERSONAE
  FirstTouristSecondTouristYubaBill,DriverAStrangerFIRSTTOURIST
  Lookhowtheuplandplungesintocover,Greenwherethepinesfadesullenlyaway。
  Wonderfulthoseolivedepths!andwonderful,moreover——
  SECONDTOURIST
  Thereddustthatrisesinasuffocatingway。
  FIRSTTOURIST
  Smallisthesoulthatcannotsoaraboveit,Cannotbutclingtoitsever-kindredclay:
  Betterbeyonbird,thatseemstobreatheandloveit——
  SECONDTOURIST
  Doubtlessahawkorsomeotherbirdofprey。
  Werewe,likehim,assureofadinnerThatonourstomachswouldcomfortablystay;
  Orwerethefriedhamashadeortwojustthinner,Thatmustconfrontusatclosingoftheday:
  ThenmightyousinglikeTheocritusorVirgil,Thenmightweeachmakeametricalessay;
  Butversejustnow——Imustprotestandurge——illFitsadigestionbytravelledastray。
  CHORUSOFPASSENGERS
  Speed,YubaBill!oh,speedustoourdinner!
  Speedtothesunsetthatbeckonsfaraway。
  SECONDTOURIST
  WilliamofYuba,OSonofNimshi,hearken!
  Checkthyprofanity,butnotthychariot’splay。
  Tellus,OWilliam,beforetheshadowsdarken,Where,and,oh!howweshalldine?OWilliam,say!
  YUBABILL
  Itain’tmyfault,northeKumpeney’s,Ireckon,Yecan’tgetezsquaremealezanyontheBay,Upatyouplace,wharthesenset’pearstobeckon——
  Ezthetsharpallowsinhisairysorto’way。
  Tharwozaplaceworyerhashyemighthevwrestled,Keptbyawomanezchipperezajay——
  Warminherbreastallthemorningsunshinenestled;
  Redonhercheeksalltheevening’ssunshinelay。
  SECONDTOURIST
  Praiseisbutbreath,Ochariotcompeller!
  Yetofthathashwewouldbidyoufarthersay。
  YUBABILL
  Tharwozasnipe——likeyou,afancytourist——
  Kemtothatrancheziftomakeastay,Ranoffthegal,andruinedjistthepuristCritterthatlived——
  STRANGER(quietly)
  You’realiar,driver!
  YUBABILL(reachingforhisrevolver)。
  Eh!
  Heretakemylines,somebody——
  CHORUSOFPASSENGERS
  Hush,boys!listen!
  Insidethere’salady!Remember!Noaffray!
  YUBABILL
  Efthatmanlives,thefaultain’tmineorhis’n。
  STRANGER
  Waitforthesunsetthatbeckonsfaraway,Then——asyouwill!But,meantime,friends,believeme,Nowhereonearthlivesapurerwoman;nay,Ifmyperceptionsdosurelynotdeceiveme,Sheistheladywehaveinsideto-day。
  Asfortheman——youseethatblackenedpinetree,Upwhichthegreenvinecreepsheavenwardaway!
  Hewasthatscarredtrunk,andshethevinethatsweetlyClothedhimwithlifeagain,andlifted——
  SECONDTOURIST
  Yes;butprayHowknowyouthis?
  STRANGER
  She’smywife。
  YUBABILL
  Theh-llyousay!
  THOMPSONOFANGELS
  ItisthestoryofThompson——ofThompson,theheroofAngels。
  FrequentlydrunkwasThompson,butalwayspolitetothestranger;
  LightandfreewasthetouchofThompsonuponhisrevolver;
  Greatthemortalityincidentonthatlightnessandfreedom。
  YetnothappyorgaywasThompson,theheroofAngels;
  Oftenspoketohimselfinaccentsofanguishandsorrow,"WhydoImakethegravesofthefrivolousyouthwhoinfollyThoughtlesslypassmyrevolver,forgettingitslightnessandfreedom?
  "Whyinmydailywalksdoesthesurgeondrophislefteyelid,Theundertakersmile,andthesculptorofgravestonemarblesLeanonhischiselandgaze?Icarenoto’ermuchforattention;
  SimpleamIinmyways,savebutforthislightnessandfreedom。"
  Sospakethatpensiveman——thisThompson,theheroofAngels,Bitterlysmiledtohimself,ashestrodethroughthechapparalmusing。
  "Why,oh,why?"echoedthepinesinthedarkolivedepthfarresounding。
  "Why,indeed?"whisperedthesagebrushthatbent’neathhisfeetnon-elastic。
  Pleasantindeedwasthatmornthatdawnedo’erthebarroomatAngels,Whereintheirmanhood’sprimewasgatheredtheprideofthehamlet。
  Six"tooksugarintheirs,"andninetothebarkeeperlightlySmiledastheysaid,"Well,Jim,youcangiveusourregularfusil。"
  Suddenlyasthegrayhawkswoopsdownonthebarnyard,alightingWhere,pensivelypickingtheircorn,thefavoritepulletsaregathered,Sointhatfestivebar-roomdroppedThompson,theheroofAngels,Graspinghisweapondreadwithhispristinelightnessandfreedom。
  Neverawordhespoke;divestinghimselfofhisgarments,Dancedthewar-danceoftheplayfulyettruculentModoc,Utteredasinglewhoop,andthen,intheaccentsofchallenge,Spake:"Oh,beholdinmeaCrestedJayHawkofthemountain。"
  Thenroseapallidman——amansickwithfeverandague;
  Smallwashe,andhisstepwastremulous,weak,anduncertain;
  SlowlyaDerringerdrew,andcoveredthepersonofThompson;
  Saidinhisfeeblestpipe,"I’maBald-headedSnipeoftheValley。"
  Asonitsnativeplainsthekangaroo,startledbyhunters,Leapswithsuccessivebounds,andhurriesawaytothethickets,SoleapedtheCrestedHawk,andquietlyhoppingbehindhimRan,andoccasionallyshot,thatBald-headedSnipeoftheValley。
  VainatthefestivebarstilllingeredthepeopleofAngels,Hearingafarinthewoodsthepetulantpopofthepistol;
  NeveragainreturnedtheCrestedJayHawkofthemountains,NeveragainwasseentheBald-headedSnipeoftheValley。
  YetinthehamletofAngels,whentruculentspeechesareuttered,Whenbloodshedandlifealonewillatoneforsometriflingmisstatement,MaidensandmenintheirprimerecallthelastheroofAngels,ThinkofandvainlyregrettheBald-headedSnipeoftheValley!
  THEHAWK’SNEST
  (SIERRAS)
  Wecheckedourpace,theredroadsharplyrounding;
  WeheardthetroubledflowOfthedarkolivedepthsofpinesresoundingAthousandfeetbelow。
  Abovethetumultofthecanyonlifted,Thegrayhawkbreathlesshung,OronthehillawingedshadowdriftedWherefurzeandthorn-bushclung;
  Orwherehalf-waythemountainsidewasfurrowedWithmanyaseamandscar;
  Orsomeabandonedtunneldimlyburrowed,——
  Amole-hillseensofar。
  WelookedinsilencedownacrossthedistantUnfathomablereach:
  Asilencebrokenbytheguide’sconsistentAndrealisticspeech。
  "WalkerofMurphy’sblewaholethroughPetersFortellinghimhelied;
  ThenupanddustedoutofSouthHornitosAcrosstheLongDivide。
  "WeranhimoutofStrong’s,andupthroughEden,And’crossthefordbelow,Andupthiscanyon(Peters’brotherleadin’),AndmeandClarkandJoe。
  "Hefou’tusgame:somehowIdisrememberJesthowthethingkemround;
  Somesay’twaswadding,someascatteredemberFromfiresontheground。
  "ButinoneminuteallthehillbelowhimWasjustonesheetofflame;
  Guardin’thecrest,SamClarkandIcalledtohim,And,——well,thedogwasgame!
  "Hemadenosign:thefiresofhellwereroundhim,Thepitofhellbelow。
  Wesatandwaited,butweneverfoundhim;
  Andthenweturnedtogo。
  "Andthen——youseethatrockthat’sgrownsobristlyWithchapparalandtan——
  Suthincrep’out:itmighthevbeenagrizzlyItmighthevbeenaman;
  "Suthinthathowled,andgnasheditsteeth,andshoutedInsmokeanddustandflame;
  Suthinthatsprangintothedepthsaboutit,Grizzlyorman,——butgame!
  "That’sall!Well,yes,itdoeslookratherrisky,AndkindermakesonequeerAnddizzylookingdown。AdropofwhiskeyAin’tabadthingrighthere!"
  HERLETTER
  I’msittingalonebythefire,DressedjustasIcamefromthedance,InarobeevenYOUwouldadmire,——
  ItcostacoolthousandinFrance;
  I’mbe-diamondedoutofallreason,Myhairisdoneupinacue:
  Inshort,sir,"thebelleoftheseason"
  Iswastinganhouruponyou。
  AdozenengagementsI’vebroken;
  Ileftinthemidstofaset;
  Likewiseaproposal,halfspoken,Thatwaits——onthestairs——formeyet。
  Theysayhe’llberich,——whenhegrowsup,——
  Andthenheadoresmeindeed;
  Andyou,sir,areturningyournoseup,Threethousandmilesoffasyouread。
  "AndhowdoIlikemyposition?"
  "AndwhatdoIthinkofNewYork?"
  "Andnow,inmyhigherambition,WithwhomdoIwaltz,flirt,ortalk?"
  "Andisn’titnicetohaveriches,Anddiamondsandsilks,andallthat?"
  "Andaren’ttheyachangetotheditchesAndtunnelsofPovertyFlat?"
  Well,yes,——ifyousawusoutdrivingEachdayinthePark,four-in-hand,IfyousawpoordearmammacontrivingTolooksupernaturallygrand,——
  Ifyousawpapa’spicture,astakenByBrady,andtintedatthat,You’dneversuspecthesoldbaconAndflouratPovertyFlat。
  Andyet,justthismoment,whensittingIntheglareofthegrandchandelier,——
  InthebustleandglitterbefittingThe"finestsoireeoftheyear,"——
  InthemistsofagazedeChambery,Andthehumofthesmallestoftalk,——
  Somehow,Joe,Ithoughtofthe"Ferry,"
  Andthedancethatwehadon"TheFork;"
  OfHarrison’sbarn,withitsmusterOfflagsfestoonedoverthewall;
  OfthecandlesthatshedtheirsoftlustreAndtallowonhead-dressandshawl;
  Ofthestepsthatwetooktoonefiddle,Ofthedressofmyqueervis-a-vis;
  AndhowIoncewentdownthemiddleWiththemanthatshotSandyMcGee;
  OfthemoonthatwasquietlysleepingOnthehill,whenthetimecametogo;
  OfthefewbabypeaksthatwerepeepingFromundertheirbedclothesofsnow;
  Ofthatride——thattomewastherarest;
  Of——thesomethingyousaidatthegate。
  Ah!Joe,thenIwasn’tanheiressTo"thebest-payingleadintheState。"
  Well,well,it’sallpast;yetit’sfunnyTothink,asIstoodintheglareOffashionandbeautyandmoney,ThatIshouldbethinking,rightthere,Ofsomeonewhobreastedhighwater,AndswamtheNorthFork,andallthat,JusttodancewitholdFolinsbee’sdaughter,TheLilyofPovertyFlat。
  Butgoodness!whatnonsenseI’mwriting!
  (Mammasaysmytastestillislow),Insteadofmytriumphsreciting,I’mspooningonJoseph,——heigh-ho!
  AndI’mtobe"finished"bytravel,——
  Whatever’sthemeaningofthat。
  Oh,whydidpapastrikepaygravelIndriftingonPovertyFlat?
  Good-night!——here’stheendofmypaper;
  Good-night!——ifthelongitudeplease,——
  Formaybe,whilewastingmytaper,YOURsun’sclimbingoverthetrees。
  Butknow,ifyouhaven’tgotriches,Andarepoor,dearestJoe,andallthat,Thatmyheart’ssomewherethereintheditches,Andyou’vestruckit,——onPovertyFlat。
  HISANSWERTO"HERLETTER"
  (REPORTEDBYTRUTHFULJAMES)
  Beingaskedbyanintimateparty,——
  WhichthesameIwouldtermasafriend,——
  Thoughhishealthitwerevaintocallhearty,Sincethemindtodeceititmightlend;
  Forhisarmitwasbrokenquiterecent,Andthere’ssomethinggonewrongwithhislung,——
  WhichiswhyitisproperanddecentIshouldwritewhatherunsoffhistongue。
  First,hesays,Miss,he’sreadthroughyourletterTotheend,——and"theendcametoosoon;"
  Thata"slightillnesskepthimyourdebtor,"
  (Whichforweekshewaswildasaloon);
  That"hisspiritsarebuoyantasyoursis;"
  Thatwithyou,Miss,he"challengesFate,"
  (WhichthelanguagethatinvalidusesAttimesitwerevaintorelate)。
  Andhesays"thatthemountainsarefairerForoncebeingheldinyourthought;"
  Thateachrock"holdsawealththatisrarerThaneverbygold-seekersought。"
  (Whicharewordshewouldputinthesepages,Byapartynotgiventoguile;
  Thoughtheclaimnot,atdate,payingwages,Mightproduceinthesinfulasmile。)
  HerememberstheballattheFerry,Andtheride,andthegate,andthevow,Andtherosethatyougavehim,——thatverySameroseheis"treasuringnow。"
  (Whichhisblankethe’skickedonhistrunk,Miss,AndinsistsonhislegsbeingfreeAndhislanguagetomefromhisbunk,Miss,Isfrequentandpainfulandfree。)
  Hehopesyouarewearingnowillows,Butarehappyandgayallthewhile;
  Thatheknows——(whichthisdodgingofpillowsImpartsbutsmalleasetothestyle,Andthesameyouwillpardon)——heknows,Miss,That,thoughpartedbymanyamile,Yet,wereHElyingunderthesnows,Miss,They’dmeltintotearsatyoursmile。"
  And"you’llstillthinkofhiminyourpleasures,Inyourbrieftwilightdreamsofthepast;
  Inthisgreenlaurelspraythathetreasures,——
  Itwaspluckedwhereyourpartingwaslast;
  Inthisspecimen,——butasmalltrifle,——
  Itwilldoforapinforyourshawl。"
  (Which,thetruthnottowickedlystifle,Washislastweek’s"cleanup,"——andHISALL。)
  He’sasleep,whichthesamemightseemstrange,Miss,WereitnotthatIscorntodenyThatIraisedhislastdose,forachange,Miss,Inviewthathisfeverwashigh;
  Butheliestherequitepeacefulandpensive。
  Andnow,myrespects,Miss,toyou;
  Whichmylanguage,althoughcomprehensive,Mightseemtobefreedom,istrue。
  ForIhaveasmallfavortoaskyou,Asconcernsabull-pup,andthesame,——
  Ifthedutywouldnotovertaskyou,——
  Youwouldpleasetoprocureforme,GAME;
  AndsendperexpresstotheFlat,Miss,——
  FortheysayYorkisfamedforthebreed,Which,thoughwordsofdeceitmaybethat,Miss,I’lltrusttoyourtaste,Miss,indeed。