Agentlemanwithusremarkedwithasigh,"Ihavebeeninalmosteveryschoolinthecityandfindthesameconditioneverywhere。Itisterrible,buttheredoesn’tseemtobeanyremedyforit。"Thetasteforlivinginared—hotatmosphereisgrowingonourpeople;evenpublicvehicleshavetobeheatednowtopleasethepatrons。
WhentiresomeoldBenjaminFranklinmadestovespopularhestruckaterribleblowatthehealthofhiscompatriots;theintroductionofsteamheatandconsequentsuppressionofallhealth—givingventilationdidtherest;therosycheeksofAmericanchildrenwentupthechimneywiththelastwhiffofwoodsmoke,andhaveneverreturned。Muchofourhomelifefollowed;nofamilycanbeexpectedtogatherincheerfulconversearounda"radiator。"
Howcanthishorroroffreshairamongusbeexplained?Ifpeoplereallyenjoylivinginoverheatedroomswithlittleornoventilation,whyisitthatwehearsomuchcomplaining,whenduringthesummermonthsthethermometerrunsupintothefamiliarnineties?Whyarechildrenhurriedoutoftown,andwhydowivesconsideritanecessitytodeserttheirhusbands?
It’sratherinconsistent,tosaytheleast,fornotoneofthosedesertersbutwould"kick"ifthetheatreorchurchtheyattendfellbelowthattemperatureinDecember。
Itisimpossibletogointoourbanksandofficesandnotrealizethattheairhasbeenbreathedagainandagain,heatedandcooled,butneverchanged,—doorsandwindowsfittootightlyforthat。
Thepalloranddazedexpressionoftheemployeestellthesametale。Ispoketoayouththeotherdayinanofficeabouthisappearanceandaskedifhewasill。"Yes,"heanswered,"I
havehadasuccessionofcoldsallwinter。Yousee,mydeskhereisnexttotheradiator,soIaminaperpetualperspirationandcatchcoldassoonasIgoout。LastwinterIpassedthreemonthsinafarmhouse,wherethewaterfrozeinmyroomatnight,andwehadtowearovercoatstoourmeals。
YetIneverhadacoldthere,andgainedinweightandstrength。"
Twentyyearsagono"palatialprivateresidence"wasconsideredcompleteunlesstherewasastationarywashstand(formingadirectconnectionwiththesewer)ineachbedroom。
Welookedpityinglyonforeignerswhodidnotenjoytheseadvantages,untilonedaywerealizedthatthelatterwereintheright,andstraightwaystationarywashstandsdisappeared。
Howmuchtimemustpassandhowmanyvictimsbesacrificedbeforewecometooursensesonthegreatradiatorquestion?
Asaresultofourpopulationlivinginafurnace,ithappensnowthatwhenyourebelonbeingforcedtotakeanimpromptuTurkishbathatatheatre,theusheranswersyourcomplaintwith"Itcan’tbeaswarmasyouthink,foraladyovertherehasjusttoldmeshefeltchillyandaskedformoreheat!"
Anotherinventionoftheenemyisthe"revolvingdoor。"Bythisingeniouscontrivancethelittlefreshairthatformerlycreptintoabuildingisnowexcluded。Whichexplainswhyonenteringourlargerhotelsoneistakenbythethroat,asitwere,byasickeninglong—deadatmosphere—inwhichthesouvenirofpastmealsanddecayingflowersfloatslikearegret—suchasexplorersmustfindonopeninganEgyptiantomb。
Absurdasitmayseem,ithasbecomeadistinctiontohavecoolrooms。Alas,theyarerare!Thoseblessedhouseholdswhereonehasthedelicioussensationofbeingchillyandcanturnwithpleasuretowardcracklingwood!Theopenfirehasbecome,withinthelastdecade,atestofrefinement,almostaquestionofgoodbreeding,formingabroaddistinctionbetweendaintyhouseholdsandvulgarones,andmarkingthelinewhichseparatesthehomesofcultivatedpeoplefromtheparlorsofthosewhocareonlyfordisplay。
Adrawing—roomfilledwithheat,thesourceofwhichremainsinvisible,isascharacteristicoftheparvenuasclankingchainsonaharnessorfineclothesworninthestreet。
Anopenfireisthe"eye"ofaroom,whichcannomorebeattractivewithoutitthanthehumanfacecanbebeautifulifitlacksthevisualorgans。The"gasfire"bearsaboutthesamerelationtotherealthingasaglasseyedoestoanaturalone,andproducesmuchthesamesensation。Artificialeyesarepainfulnecessitiesinsomecases,andthereforecannotbecondemned;butthehouseholdwhichgatherscomplacentlyarounda"gaslog"musthavesomethingradicallywrongwithit,andwouldbecapableofworseoffencesagainsttasteandhospitality。
ThereisatombstoneinaNewEnglandgrave—yardtheinscriptiononwhichreads:"Iwaswell,Iwantedtobebetter。HereIam。"
Asregardsheatingofourhouses,it’stobefearedthatwehavegonemuchthesameroadastheunfortunateNewEnglander。
Idon’tmeantoimplythatheisnowsufferingfromtoomuchheat,butwe,asanation,certainlyare。
Janitorsandparlor—carconductorshavereplacedthewickedfairiesofotherdays,butareapparentlyanimatedbytheirmalignantspirit,andemploytheirhoursofbriefauthorityascruelly。Nowitchdancingaroundherboilingcauldronwasevermorejoyfulthanthefiremanofamodernhotel,ashegleefullyturnsmoreandmoresteamuponhishelplessvictims。
Longacquaintancewiththatgentlemanhasconvincedmethathecannotpleadignoranceasanexcuseforfallingintotheseexcesses。Itispure,unadulteratedperversity,elsewhyshouldheinvariablychoosethemildestmorningstoshowwhathisenginescando?
Manyexplanationshavebeenofferedforthisloveofahightemperaturebyourcompatriots。Perhapsthetrueonehasnotyetbeenfound。Isitnotpossiblethatwhatappearstobefollyandalmostcriminalnegligenceoftherulesofhealth,maybe,afterall,onlyacommendableambitiontorenewtheexploitsofthosebiblicalheroes,Shadrach,Meshach,andAbednego?
Chapter12—TheParisofourGrandparentsWEareapttofallintotheerrorofassumingthatonlyAmericancitieshavedisplacedtheircentresandchangedtheirappearanceduringthelasthalf—century。
The"oldestinhabitant,"withhistwice—toldtalesoftransformationsandchanges,istoacertainextentresponsibleforthis;bycontrast,weimaginethatthecapitalsofEuropehavealwaysbeenjustasweseethem。SostrongisthisimpressionthatitrequiresaseriouseffortoftheimaginationtoreconstructtheParisthatourgrandparentsknewandadmired,fewastheyearsarethatseparatetheirdayfromours。
Itis,forinstance,difficulttoconceiveofaParisthatendedattherueRoyale,withonlywastelandandmarketgardensbeyondtheMadeleine,whereto—daysomanyavenuesopentheirstatelyperspectives;yetsuchwasthecase!ThefewfineresidencesthatexistedbeyondthatpointfacedtheFaubourgSaint—Honore,withgardensrunningbacktoanunkemptopencountrycalledtheChampsElysees,whereanunfinishedArcdeTriomphestoodaloneinawildernessthatnooneeverdreamedoftraversing。
ThefashionableladiesofthattimedroveintheafternoonalongtheboulevardsfromtheMadeleinetotheChateaud’Eau,andstoppedtheirponderousyellowbarouchesatTortoni’s,whereiceswereservedtothemintheircarriages,whiletheychattedwithimmaculatedandiesinskin—tightnankeenunmentionables,blueswallow—tailedcoats,andfurry`beaver"
hats。
Whilelookingoversomebooksinthecompanyofanoldladywhofromtimetotimeopensherstoreoftreasuresandrecallsherremoteyouthatmyrequest,andwhoseSPIRITUELandgraphiclanguagegivestohersouvenirstheairofbeingstraychaptersfromsomeold—fashionedromance,IreceivedavividimpressionofhowtheFrenchcapitalmusthavelookedfiftyyearsago。
Emptyinginhercompanyachestofbooksthathadnotseenthelightforseveraldecades,wecameacrossa"PanoramaoftheBoulevards,"dated1845,whichprovedwhenunfoldedtobeacoloredlithograph,acoupleofyardslongbyfiveorsixincheshigh,representingthelineofboulevardsfromtheMadeleinetothePlacedelaBastille。Eachhouse,almosteachtree,wasfaithfullydepicted,togetherwiththecrowdsonthesidewalksandthecarriagesinthestreet。Thewholescenewasasdifferentfromtheeffectmadebythatthoroughfareto—dayasthoughfivehundredandnotfiftyyearshadelapsedsincethelittlebookwasprinted。Thepicturebreathedanatmosphereofcalmandnamelessquaintnessthatonefindsnowonlyinoldprovincialcitieswhichhaveescapedtheravagesofimprovement。
Mycompanionsatwiththebookunfoldedbeforeher,inasmilingtrance。Hermindhadturnedbacktothefar—awaydayswhenshefirsttrodthosestreetsabride,withallthepleasuresandfewofthecaresoflifetothinkabout。
Iwatchedherinsilence(itseemedasacrilegetobreakinonsuchatrainofthought),untilgraduallyhereyeslosttheirfar—awayexpression,and,turningtomewithasmile,sheexclaimed:"Howweeverhadthecouragetoappearinthestreetdressedaswewereisamystery!Doyouseethatcarriage?"pointingintheprinttoahigh—swungfamilyvehiclewithapowderedcoachmanonthebox,andtwosky—bluelackeysstandingbehind。"Icanremember,asifitwereyesterday,goingtodrivewithLadyB—,theBritishambassadress,injustsuchaconveyance。Shedrovefourhorseswithfeathersontheirheads,whensheusedtocometoMeurice’sforme。IblushwhenIthinkthatmyfrockwassoscantthatIhadtoraisetheskirtalmosttomykneesinordertogetintohercarriage。
"Whywedidn’talldieofpneumoniaisanothermarvel,forweworelow—neckeddressesandthethinnestofslippersinthestreet,ourheadsbeingabouttheonlypartthatwascompletelycovered。Iwasparticularlyproudofaturbansurmountedwithabirdofparadise,butLadyB—affectedpokebonnets,thenjustcomingintofashion,solargeandsodeepthatwhenonelookedatherfromthesidenothingwasvisibleexcepttwocurls,`asdampandasblackasleeches。’Inotherwaysourtoiletswereabsurdlyunsuitedforevery—daywear;weworelightscarvesoverournecks,andrarelyusedfurlinedpelisses。"
Returningtoanexaminationofthepanorama,mycompanionpointedouttomethattherewasnobreakintheboulevards,wheretheopera—house,withitssevenradiatingavenues,nowstands,butalonglineofHotels,dozingbehindhighwalls,andquainttwo—storiedbuildingsthatundoubtedlydatedfromtherazingofthecitywallandtheopeningofthenewthoroughfareunderLouisXV。
Alittlefartheronwastheworld—famousMaisonDoree,whereonealmostexpectedtoseeAlfreddeMussetandledocteurVerondiningwithDumasandEugeneSue。
"Whatinthenameofgoodnessisthat?"Iexclaimed,pointingtoacoupleofblackandyellowmonstrositiesonwheels,whichlookedlikethreecarriagesjoinedtogetherwitha"buggy"
addedoninfront。
"That’sthediligencejustarrivedfromCalais;ithasbeentwodaysENROUTE,thepassengerssleepingasbesttheycould,sidebyside,andescapingfromtheirconfinementonlywhenhorseswerechangedorwhilestoppingformeals。Thathightwo—wheeledtrapwiththelittle`tiger’standingupbehindisatilbury。WeusedtoseetheCountd’Orsaydrivingonelikethatalmosteveryday。Heworebutter—coloredgloves,andtheskirtsofhiscoatwerepleatedfullallaround,andstoodoutlikeaballetgirl’s。ItisapitytheyhavenotincludedLouisPhilippeandhisfamilyjoggingofftoNeuillyinthecourt`carryall,’—the`CitizenKing,’withhisblueumbrellabetweenhisknees,tryingtolooklikeanhonestbourgeois,andfailingeveninthatattempttopleasetheParisians。
"WewereinParisin’48;frommywindowatMeurice’sIsawpooroldJUSTEMILIEUreadhisabdicationfromthehistoricmiddlebalconyoftheTuileries,andhalfanhourlaterweperceivedtheDuchessed’OrleansleavetheTuileriesonfoot,leadinghertwosonsbythehand,andwalkthroughthegardensandacrossthePlacedelaConcordetotheCorpsLegislatif,inalastattempttosavethecrownforherson。Futileeffort!Thateveningthe`CitizenKing’washurriedthroughthosesamegardensandintoapassingcab,ENROUTEforalifeexile。
"OurbalconyatMeurice’swasafinepointofobservationfromwhichtowatcharevolution。Withanopera—glasswecouldseethemobsurgingtothesackofthepalace,thepricelessfurnitureandbric—a—bracflungintothestreet,courtdresseswavedonpikesfromthetallwindows,andfinallythethronebroughtout,andcarriedofftobeburned。Therewasnokeepingthemenofourpartyinafterthat。Theyrushedofftohaveanearerglimpseofthefighting,andwesawnomoreofthemuntildaybreakthefollowingmorningwhen,justaswewerepreparingtosendforthepolice,twodilapidated,ragged,black—facedmortalsappeared,inwhomwebarelyrecognizedourhusbands。Theyhadbeenimpressedintoserviceandpassedtheirnightbuildingbarricades。Mybetterhalf,however,hadsucceededinsnatchingahandfulofthegoldfringefromthethroneasitwascarriedby,anactofprowessthatrepaidhimforallhistroublesandfatigue。
"Ipassedthegreaterpartofforty—eighthoursonourbalcony,watchingthemobmarchingby,singingLA
MARSEILLAISE,andcampingatnightinthestreets。ItwasallIcoulddototearmyselfawayfromthewindowlongenoughtoeatandwriteinmyjournal。
"TherewasnoAvenuedel’Operathen。ThetripfromtheboulevardstothePalais—RoyalhadtobemadebyalongdetouracrossthePlaceVendome(where,bythebye,acattlemarketwasheld)orthroughalabyrinthofnarrow,bad—smellinglittlestreets,wherestrangerseasilylosttheirway。Nexttotheboulevards,thePalais—Royalwasthecentreoftheelegantanddissipatedlifeinthecapital。Itwastherewemetofanafternoontodrinkchocolateatthe`Rotonde,’ortodineat`LesTroisFreresProvencaux,’andletourhusbandshaveatryatthegamblingtablesinthePassaged’Orleans。
"Noonethoughtofbuyingjewelryanywhereelse。Itwasfromthewindowsofitsshopsthatthefashionsstartedontheirwayaroundtheworld。WhenVictoriaasabridewasvisitingLouisPhilippe,shewassofascinatedbytheaspectoftheplacethatthegallantFrenchkingorderedaminiaturecopyofthescene,madeINPAPIER—MACHE,asapresentforhisguest,asortofgiganticdolls’houseinwhichnotonlythepalaceanditslongcolonnadeswerereproduced,buteverytinyshopandthemyriadarticlesforsalewerecopiedwithChinesefidelity。Unfortunatelythepear—headedoldkingbecameEngland’suninvitedguestbeforethisclumsytoywasfinished,soitnevercrossedtheChannel,butcanbeseento—daybyanyonecuriousenoughtoexamineit,intheMuseeCarnavalet。
"FewofusrealizethattheParisofCharlesX。andLouisPhilippewouldseemtousnowasmall,ill—paved,andworse—
lightedprovincialtown,withfewtheatresorhotels,communicatingwiththeouterworldonlybymeansofahorse—
drawn`post,’andpracticallyfartherfromLondonthanConstantinopleisto—day。Onefeelsthisisolationintheliteratureofthetime;brilliantastheepochwas,thehorizonofitswriterswasboundedbytheboulevardsandtheFaubourgSaint—Germain。"
Dumassayslaughingly,inalettertoafriend:"IhaveneverventuredintotheunexploredcountrybeyondtheBastille,butamconvincedthatitshelterswildanimalsandsavages。"Thewitandbrainsoftheperiodwereconcentratedintoasmallspace。Money—makinghadnomorepartintheprogrammeofawriterthenthananintroductioninto"society。"Cateringtoaforeignmarketandsnobbishnesswereundreamed—ofdegradations。ParishadnotyetbeenturnedintotheFOIREDU
MONDEthatshehassincebecome,withwholequartersgivenovertotheuseofforeigners,—theatres,restaurants,andhotelscreatedonlyfortheuseofapolyglotpopulationthatcouldgivelessonstothepeoplearoundBabel’sfamous"tower。"
Chapter13—SomeAmericanHusbandsUNTILthebeginningofthiscenturymenplayedtheBEAUROLE
inlife’scomedy。Asintherestoftheanimalworld,ourmaleswerethebrilliantmembersofthecommunity,flauntingtheirgaudyplumageathomeandabroad,whilethewomen—folkremainedinseclusion,tendingtheirchildren,directingtheservants,orministeringtotheirlords’comfort。
Inthosehappydaysthehusbandruledsupremeathisownfireside,receivingthehomageofthefamily,whobenttohiswillandobeyedhisorders。
Duringthelastcentury,however,the"part"ofbetterhalfhasbecomelessandlessattractiveinAmerica,oneprerogativeafteranotherhavingbeenwhiskedawaybyenterprisingwives。ModernDelilahshaveyearlysnippedoffmoreandmoreofSamson’sluxuriantcurls,andaddedthoseornamentstotheirownCOIFFURES,untilinthemajorityoffamiliesthehusbandfindshimselfreducedtoastateofbondagecomparedwithwhichthebiblicalheroenjoyedapamperedidleness。TimeshaveindeedchangedinAmericasincethenativechiefsatindignifiedreposebedizenedwithallthefineryathand,whiletheladiesofthefamilywaitedtremblinglyuponhim。To—dayitistheAmericanhusbandwhoturnsthegrindstonealltheyearround,anditishisprettytyrantwhoenjoystheelegantleisurethatacenturyagowasconsideredamasculineluxury。
ToAmericamustbegiventhecreditofhavingproducedthemodelhusband,anewspecies,asitwere,oftheGENUSHOMO。
InnoroledoesacompatriotappeartosuchadvantageasinthatofBenedict。Asaboyheisoftentooadvancedforhisyearsorhisinformation;inyouthheisconspicuousneitherforhisculturenorhisunselfishness。Butonceinmatrimonialharnessthisuntrainedanimalbecomesbridle—wisewithsurprisingrapidity,andwillfortherestoflifegothroughhispaces,waltzing,kneeing,andsalutingwithhardlyatouchofthewhip。Whetherthisistheresultofsuperiorhorse—womanshiponthepartofAmericanwivesoratraitpeculiartosonsof"UncleSam,"ishardtosay,butthefactisself—evidenttoanyobserverthatourfairequestriansrarelymeetwitharebelliousmount。
Anyonewhohasstudiedmaritalwaysinotherlandswillrealizethatinnocountryhavethemeneffacedthemselvessogracefullyaswithus。Inthisrespectnoforeignproductioncancompareforamomentwiththedomesticarticle。InEnglish,French,andGermanfamiliesthehusbandisstillall—
powerful。Thehouseismounted,guestsareasked,andtheyearplannedouttosuithisoccupationsandpleasure。Herepapaisrarelyconsulteduntilsuchmattershavebeendecideduponbytheladies,whentheheadofthehouseiscalledintosignthechecks。
IhavehadoccasionmorethanoncetobewailtheshortcomingsoftheAmericanman,andsotakepleasureinpointingoutthemodestyandgoodtemperwithwhichhefillsthisrole。Heistrainedfromthebeginningtogiveallandexpectnothinginreturn,anAmericangirlrarelybringinganyDOTtoherhusband,nomatterhowwealthyherfamilymaybe。If,asoccasionallyhappens,anincomeisallowedabridebyherparents,sheexpectstospenditonhertoiletsorpleasures。
Thisconditionofthematrimonialmarketexistsinnoothercountry;eveninEngland,whereMARIAGESDECONVENANCEarerare,"settlements"formaninevitablepreludetoconjugalbliss。
ThefactthatshecontributeslittleornothingtothecommonincomeinnowayembarrassesanAmericanwife;herpretensionsareusuallyinaninverseproportiontoherpersonalmeans。A
manIknewsomeyearsagodeliberatelychosehisbridefromanimpecuniousfamily(inthehopethathersimplesurroundingshadinculcatedhomelytaste),andannouncedtoanincredulouscircleoffriends,athislastbachelordinner,thatheintended,infuture,topasshiseveningsathisfireside,betweenhisbookandhisprettyspouse。Poor,innocent,confidingmortal!Thewifequicklybecameabelleofthefastestsetintown。Havinghadmorethanshewantedoffiresidesandquieteveningsbeforehermarriage,herideawastogoaboutasmuchaspossible,and,whennotsooccupied,tofillherhousewithcompany。Itmaybelaiddownasamaximinthisconnectionthatamanmarriestoobtainahome,andagirltogetawayfromone;hencedisappointmentonbothsides。
Thecoupleinquestionhaveinallprobabilitynotpassedaneveningalonesincetheyweremarried,theladyrarelystoppingintheroundofhergayetiesuntilshecollapsesfromfatigue。Theirhomeistypicaloftheirlife,whichitselfcanbetakenasagoodexampleoftheexistencethatmostofour"smart"peoplelead。Thegroundfloorandthefirstflooraregivenuptoentertaining。Thesecondisoccupiedbythespacioussitting,bath,andsleepingroomsofthelady。A
ten—by—twelvechambersufficesformylord,andtheonlydenhecanrightlycallhisownisasmallroomnearthefrontdoor,aboutasprivateasthesidewalk,whichisturnedintoacloak—roomwheneverthecouplereceive,makingitimpossibletokeepbooksorpapersofvaluethere,oreventouseitasasmoking—roomafterdinner,sohismenguestssitaroundthedismantleddining—tablewhiletheladiesareenjoyingasuiteofparlorsabove。
Atfirsttheideaofsuchanunequaldivisionofthehouseshocksoursenseofjustice,untilwereflectthattheAmericanhusbandisnotexpectedtoremainathome。That’snothisplace!Ifheisnotdowntownmakingmoney,fashiondictatesthathemustbeatsomeclub—houseplayingagame。A
manwhoshouldremainathome,andreadorchatwiththeladiesofhisfamily,wouldbeconsideredaboreandunmanly。
ThereseemstobenoplaceinanAmericanhouseforitshead。
MorethanoncewhenthefriendIhavereferredtohasaskedme,attheclub,todineinformallywithhim,wehavefound,onarriving,thatMadame,havinganeveningoff,hadgonetobedandforgottentoorderanydinner,sowewereobligedtoreturntotheclubforourmeal。When,however,hiswifeisingoodhealth,sheexpectsherwearyhusbandtoaccompanyhertodinner,opera,orball,nightafternight,obliviousoftheworkthemorrowholdsinstoreforhim。
InonefamilyIknow,paterfamiliasgoesbythenameofthe"purse。"ThemoreoneseesofAmericanhouseholdsthemoreappropriatethatnameappears。Everythingisexpectedofthehusband,andheisaccordednodefiniteplaceinreturn。Heleavesthehouseat8。30。Whenhereturns,atfive,ifhiswifeisentertainingamanattea,itwouldbeconsideredtheheightofindelicacyforhimtointrudeuponthem,forhisarrivalwouldcastachillontheconversation。Whenacoupledineout,thehusbandisalwaysLABETENOIREofthehostess,nowomanwantingtositnexttoamarriedman,ifshecanhelpit。
ThefewBenedictswhohavehadthecouragetobreakawayfromtheseconditionsandamusethemselveswithyachts,salmonrivers,or"grass—bachelor"tripstoEurope,whilesecretlyadmiredbythewomen,arefrowneduponinsocietyasdangerousexamples,likelytosowtheseedsofdiscontentamongtheircomrades;althoughitisthecommonestthingintheworldforanAmericanwifetotakethechildrenandgoabroadonatour。
ImagineaGermanorItalianwifeannouncingtoherspousethatshehaddecidedtorunovertoEnglandforayearwithherchildren,thattheymightlearnEnglish。Themindrecoilsinhorrorfromtheideaofthecatastrophethatwouldensue。
Glancearoundaball—room,adinnerparty,ortheopera,ifyouhaveanydoubtsastotheunselfishnessofourmarriedmen。Howmanyofthemdoyousupposearepresentfortheirownpleasure?Theownerofanoperaboxrarelyretainsaseatinhisexpensivequarters。Yougenerallyfindhimidlinginthelobbieslookingathiswatch,orrepairingtoaneighboringconcerthalltopassthewearyhours。Ataballitisevenworse。Onewonderswhycard—roomsarenotprovidedatlargeballs(asisthecustomabroad),wheretheboredhusbandsmightfindalittlesolaceover"bridge,"insteadofyawninginthecoat—roomormakingdesperatesignstotheirwivesfromthedoorway,—signalsofdistress,bythebye,thatrarelyproduceanyeffect。
Itistherebellioushusbandwhoisadmiredandcourted,however。Acurioustraitofhumannaturecompelsadmirationforwhateverisharmful,andforcesus,inspiteofourbetterjudgment,todepreciatetheusefulandbeneficent。Thecoats—
of—armsofallcountriesarecrowdedwitheaglesandlions,thatneveryetdidanygood,livingordead;oratorsenlargeonthefinequalitiesofthesebirdsandbeasts,andholdthemupasmodels,whileusingastermsofreproachthenameofthegooseorthecow,creaturesthatministerinahundredwaystoourwants。Suchaspirithasbroughthelpful,productive"betterhalves"tothehumbleplacetheynowoccupyintheeyesofourpeople。
Aslongasmenpassedtheirtimeinfightingandcarousingtheywereheroes;assoonastheybecamepatientbread—winnersalltheromanceevaporatedfromtheiratmosphere。TheJewishHerculeshadhisrevengeintheendandmadethingsdisagreeableforhistormentors。Sofar,however,therearenosignsofarevoltamongtheshornlambsinthiscountry。
Theypatientlybendtheirneckstothecollar—thekindest,mostlovinganddevotedhelpmatesthateverploddedunderthematrimonialyoke。
WhenintheEast,onewatcheswithadmirationthepartadonkeyplaysintheeconomyofthoseprimitivelands。Alltheworkisreservedforthatindustriousanimal,andlittleplayfallstohisshare。Thecamelisalwaysbad—tempered,andwhenoverladenliesdown,refusingtomoveuntilrelievedofitsburden。TheTurkislazyandselfish,thenativewomenpasstheirtimeinchatteringandgiggling,thechildrenplayandsquabble,theubiquitousdogsleepsinthesun;butfromdaybreaktomidnightthelittlemouse—coloreddonkeystoilunceasingly。Allburdenstoobulkyortoocumbersomeformanareputonhisback;theprovenderwhichhorsesandcamelshaverefusedbecomeshisportion;heisthefirsttobegintheday’slabor,andthelasttoturnin。ItisimpossibletolivelongintheOrientorthesouthofFrancewithoutbecomingattachedtothosegentle,willinganimals。Therolewhichhonest"Bourico"fillssowellabroadisplayedonthissideoftheAtlanticbytheAmericanhusband。
Imeannodisrespecttomymarriedcompatriots;onthecontrary,IadmirethemasIdoalldocile,unselfishbeings。
Itiswellforourwomen,however,thattheirlords,likethelittleOrientaldonkeys,ignoretheirstrength,andarecontenttotoilontotheendoftheirdays,expectingneitherpraisenorthanksinreturn。
Chapter14—"CAROLUS"
INtheearlyseventiesagroupofstudents—dissatisfiedwiththecut—and—driedinstructionoftheParisartschoolandattractedbycertainqualitiesofcolorandtechniqueintheworkofayoungFrenchmanfromthecityofLille,whowasjustbeginningtoattracttheattentionofconnoisseurs—wentinabodytohisstudiowiththerequestthathewouldoverseetheirworkanddirecttheirstudies。TheartistthuschosenwasCarolus—Duran。Oddlyenough,amajorityoftheyouthswhosoughthimoutandmadehimtheirmasterwereAmericans。
ThefirstmodestworkroomontheBoulevardMontparnassewassoontoosmalltoholdthepupilswhocrowdedunderthisnewlyraisedbanner,andamovewasmadetomorecommodiousquartersnearthemaster’sprivatestudio。Sargent,Dannat,Harrison,Beckwith,Hinckley,andmanyotherswhomitisneedlesstomentionhere,will—iftheselinescomeundertheirnotice—
doubtlessrecallwithathrillofpleasuretheroomyone—
storiedstructureintherueNotre—DamedesChampswhereweestablishedourATELIERD’ELEVES,aself—supportingcooperativeconcern,eachstudentcontributingtenfrancsamonthtowardrent,fire,andmodels,"Carolus"—thenamebywhichthismasterisuniversallyknownabroad—notonlyrefusingallcompensation,accordingtotheimmutablecustomofFrenchpaintersofdistinction,but,aswediscoveredlater,contributingtoooftenfromhisownpockettohelpouttheMASSIERattheendofadifficultseason,orsmooththepathofsomeimprovidentpupil。
Thosewerecloudless,enchanteddayswepassedinthetumbleddownoldatelier:anardentspringtimeoflifewhenthefuturebeckonsgaylyandnodoubtsofsuccessobscurethehorizon。
Ouryoungmaster’senthusiasmfiredhiscircleofpupils,who,aseachsucceedingyearbroughthimincreasingfame,revelledinareflectedglorywiththegenerousadmirationofyouth,inwhichthereisneithercalculationnorshadowofenvy。
AportraitofMadamedePortalais,exhibitedaboutthistime,drewallart—lovingParisaroundthenewcelebrity’scanvas。
Shortlyafter,thegovernmentpurchasedapainting(ofourmaster’sbeautifulwife),nowknownasLAFEMMEAUGANT,fortheLuxembourgGallery。
Itisdifficulttooverestimatetheimpetusthatamaster’ssuccessesimparttotheprogressofhispupils。MyfirststudiousyearinParishadbeenpassedintheshadowofanelderlypainter,whowascomfortablydozingonthelaurelsofthirtyyearsbefore。ThechangefromthatsleepyenvironmenttothevividenthusiasmanddashofCarolus—Duran’sstudiowaslikesteppingoutofamustycloisterintothewarmthandmovementofamarket—place。
Here,beitsaidinpassing,liesperhapsthesecretofthedryrotthattoooftensettlesonourAmericanartschools。
We,forsomeunknownreason,donottaketheworkofnativepaintersseriously,norencouragetheminproportiontotheirmerit。Inconsequencetheyretainbutafeebleholdupontheirpupils。
Carolus,handsome,young,successful,courted,wasanidealleaderforabandofambitious,high—strungyouths,repayingtheirdevotionwithanuntiringinterestandliftingcleveranddullalikeonthestrongwingsofhisgenius。Hisvisitstothestudio,onwhichhisfriendHenneroftenaccompaniedhim,werefrequentandprolonged;certainTuesdaysbeingespeciallyappreciatedbyus,astheyweresetapartforhiscriticismoforiginalcompositions。
Whenoursketches(thesubjectforwhichhadbeengivenoutinadvance)werearranged,andwehadseatedourselvesinabighalf—circleonthefloor,Caroluswouldinstallhimselfonatallstool,theoneseatthestudioboasted,andchatAPROPOS
oftheworksbeforehimoncomposition,onclassicart,onthetheoriesofcolorandclair—obscur。Brillianttalks,inlaidwithmuchwitandincisivecriticism,thememoryofwhichmustlingerinthemindsofallwhowerefortunateenoughtohearthem。Norwasittothestudioalonethatourmaster’sinterestfollowedus。HewoulddropinattheLouvre,whenwewerecopyingthere,andaftersomepleasantwordsofadviceandencouragement,leadusoffforastrollthroughthegalleries,interruptedbystationsbeforehisfavoritemasterpieces。
SoimportanthashealwaysconsideredaconstantstudyofRenaissanceartthatrecently,whenabouttocommencehisTRIUMPHOFBACCHUS,CaroluscopiedoneofRubens’slargercanvaseswithallthenaiveteofabeginner。
AnoccasionsoonpresenteditselfforustolearnanothersideofourtradebyworkingwithourmasteronaceilingorderedofhimbythestateforthePalaceoftheLuxembourg。ThevaststudioswhichthecityofParisprovidesonoccasionsofthiskind,withaliberalitythatshouldmakeourhomecorporationsreflect,aresituatedoutbeyondtheExhibitionbuildings,inacurious,unfrequentedquarter,ignoredalikebyParisiansandtourists,wherethecitystorescompromisingstatuesandthevaluabledebrisofhermanyrevolutions。
There,amongthronelessNapoleonsandriderlessbronzesteeds,wetoiledforoversixmonthssidebysidewithourmaster,ongiganticAPOTHEOSISOFMARIEDEMEDICIS,servinginturnaspainterandpainted,andleavingtheimprintofourhandsandthereflectionofourfacesscatteredaboutthecomposition。
Dayafterday,whenworkwasover,wewouldhoistthebigcanvasbymeansofasystemofropesandpulleys,fromaperpendiculartothehorizontalpositionitwastooccupypermanently,andthensitstrainingournecksanddiscussingtheprogressoftheworkuntilthetardyspringtwilightwarnedustodepart。
Theyear1877broughtCarolus—DurantheMEDAILLED’HONNEUR,acrowningrecompensethatsettheateliermadwithdelight。Weimmediatelyorganizedagreat(buteconomical)banquettocommemoratetheevent,overwhichourmasterpresided,withmuchmodesty,consideringtheamountofincenseweburnedbeforehim,andthespeecheswemade。OneofournumberevenburstintosomeverybadFrenchverses,assertingthatthepaintersoftheworldingeneralfellbackbeforehim—……EPOUVANTES—
CRAIGNANTEGALEMENTSABROSSEETSONEPEE。
Thisallusiontohisproficiencyinfencingwasconsideredparticularlyneat,andbecamethefavoritesongofthestudio,tobehowledinandoutofseason。
Curiouslyenough,thereisalwayssomethinginCarolus—Duran’sattitudewhenatworkwhichrecallstheswordsman。Withanenormouspaletteinonehandandabrushintheother,hehasawayofplantinghimselfinfrontofhissitterthatisamusinglysuggestiveofaduel。Hislithebodyswaystoandfro,hisfineleoninefacequiverswiththeintensestudyofhismodel;thenwithasuddenspringforward,afewrapidtouchesaredashedonthecanvas(likehomestrokesintheenemy’sweakestspot)withaprecisionofhandacquiredonlybylongyearsoffencing。
AnordertopaintthekingandqueenofPortugalwasthenextstepontheroadtofame,anotherrungonthepleasantladderofsuccess。Whenthisworkwasdonethedelightedsovereignpresentedthepainterwiththeorderof"ChristofPortugal,"
togetherwithmanyothergifts,amongwhichacaricatureofthemasteratwork,signedbyhissitter,isnottheleastvalued。
WhenthegreatschismoccurredseveralyearsagowhichrenttheartworldofFrance,Carolus—Duranwaselectedvice—
presidentofthenewschoolunderMeissonier,towhoseofficehesucceededonthatmaster’sdeath;andnowdirectsandpresidesovertheyearlyexhibitionknownastheSALONDU
CHAMPDEMARS。
AthischateaunearParisoratSaintRaphael,ontheMediterranean,themasterlives,likeLeonardoofold,theexistenceofagrandseigneur,surroundedbyhisfamily,innumerableguests,andthehorsesanddogsheloves,—agroupofwhichhisornatefigureandexpressivefaceformthenaturalcentre。Eachyearhelivesmoreawayfromtheworld,butnomoreinspiritingsightcanbeimaginedthanthewelcomethepresidentreceivesofa"varnishing"day,whenhemakeshisentrysurroundedbyhispupils。Thestudentscheerthemselveshoarse,andthepublicclimbsoneverythingthatcomestohandtoseehimpass。Itishardtorealizethenthatthisisthesamemanwho,notcontentwithhisyouthfulprogress,retiredintoanItalianmonasterythathemightcommunefacetofacewithnatureundisturbed。
Theworksofnootherpaintergivemethesamesensationofquiveringvitality,excepttheVelasquezintheMadridGalleryand,perhaps,Sargentathisbest;andonefeelsallthroughtheAmericanpainter’sworktheinfluenceofhisfirstandonlymaster。
"TOUTCEQUIN’ESTPASINDISPENSABLEESTNUISIBLE,"aphrasewhichisoftenonCarolus—Duran’slips,maybetakenasthekeynoteofhiswork,whereonefindsanoblesimplicityoflineandcolorscheme,aneliminationofuselessdetail,acontemptfortrickstoenforceaneffect,andaboveallacomprehensionandmasteryoflight,vitality,andtexture—
thosethreeunitiesofthepainter’sart—thatbringhiscanvasesveryneartothoseofhisself—imposedSpanishmaster。
ThosewhoknowtheFrenchpainter’smoreimportantworksandhismanysplendidstudiesfromthenude,feelitapitythatsuchmasterpiecesastheequestrianportraitofMlle。
Croisette,oftheComedieFrancaise,theREVEIL,thesuperbfulllengthofMme。PelouseontheTerraceofChenonceau,andtheheadofGounodintheLuxembourg,couldnotbecollectedintooneexhibition,thatloversofarthereinAmericamightrealizeforthemselveshowthismaster’sworksareoftheclassthattypifyaschoolandanepoch,andengravetheirauthor’snameamongthosedestinedtobecomehouseholdwordsinthemouthsoffuturegenerations。
Chapter15—TheGrandOperaFadWITHOUTbeingmorecuriousthanmyneighbors,thereareseveralsocialmysteriesthatIshouldliketofathom,amongothers,therealreasonsthatinducethedifferentclassesofpeopleoneseesattheoperatoattendthatformofentertainment。
Atasteforthetheatreisnaturalenough。Itisalsoeasytounderstandwhypeoplewhoarefondofsportandanimalsenjoyracesanddogshows。Butthecontinuedvogueofgrandopera,andmoreespeciallyofWagner’slong—drawn—outcompositions,amongourrestless,unmusicalcompatriots,remainsunexplained。
Thesheeplikedocilityofourpublicisapparentinnumberlessways;innone,however,morestrikinglythanintheirchoiceofamusements。Inbusinessandreligion,peopleoccasionallythinkforthemselves;intheselectionofentertainments,never!butareapparentlycontenttoreceivetheiropinionsandprejudicesready—madefromsomeunseenandomnipotentAreopagus。
Thecarefulstudyofanoperaaudiencefromdifferentpartsofourauditoriumhasbroughtmetotheconclusionthatthepublictheremaybelooselydividedintothreeclasses—
leavingoutreportersoffashionableintelligence,dressmakersinsearchofideas,andtheladyinhabitantsof"CrankAlley"
(asacertaincorneroftheorchestraiscalled),whositinperpetualadorationbeforetheelderlytenor。
First—butbeforeventuringfurtherondangerouslythinice,itmaybeaswelltosuggestthatthissubjectisnottreatedinabsoluteseriousness,andthatallassertionsmustnotbetakenAUPIEDDELALETTRE。First,then,andmostimportant,comethestockholders,forwithoutthemtheMetropolitanwouldclose。Themajorityofthesefortunatepeopleandtheirguestslookupontheoperaasasocialfunction,whereonecanmeetone’sfriendsandbeseen,anentertainingantechamberinwhichtolingeruntilit’stimeto"goon,"herBoxbeingto—
dayasnecessaryapartofagreatlady’soutfitasacountryhouseoraball—room。
Secondarethosewhoattendbecauseithasbecomethecorrectthingtobeseenattheopera。Thereissomuchwealthinthiscityandsolittleopportunityforitsdisplay,somanypeoplelongtogoaboutwhoareaskednowhere,thattheoperahasbeenseizeduponasacentreinwhichtoairrichapparelandelbowthe"world。"Thislistfillsalargepartofthecloselypackedparquetandfirstbalcony。
Third,andlast,cometheloversofmusic,whomostlyinhabitgreateraltitudes。
Themotiveofthetypicalbox—ownerissimple。Hernightattheoperaistheexcuseforacosylittledinner,onewomanfriend(twowouldspoiltheeffectofthebox)andfourmen,withoutcountingthehusband,whoappearsatdinner,butrarelygoesfurther。Thepleasantmealandthesubsequentsmokeareprolongeduntil9or9。30,whenthemenarefinallydraggedmurmuringfromtheircigars。IfshehasbeenfortunateandtimedherarrivaltocorrespondwithanENTR’ACTE,myladyisradiant。Thelightsareup,shecanseewhoarepresent,andthepubliccaninspecthertoiletandjewelsasshesettlesherselfunderthecombinedgazeofthehouse,andproceedstoholdaninformalreceptionfortherestoftheevening。Themenshehasbroughtwithherquicklycedetheirplacestocallers,andwanderyawninginthelobbyorinvadetheneighboringboxesandaddtheirvoicestothegeneralmurmur。
Althoughthereismuchlesstalkingthanformerly,itisthetolerationofthiscustomatallbythepublicthatindicates(alongwithmanyotherstraws)thatwearenotamusic—lovingpeople。AudibleconversationduringaperformancewouldnotbeallowedforamomentbyaContinentalaudience。ThelittlevisitingthattakesplaceinboxesabroadisdoneduringtheENTR’ACTES,whenpeopleretiretothesalonsbackoftheirLOGEStoeaticesandchat。Herethoselittleparlorsareturnedintocloak—rooms,andsmalltalkgoesoninmanyboxesduringtheentireperformance。Thejokeorscandalofthedayisdiscussed;strangersintown,orliteraryandartisticlights—"freaks,"theyarediscriminatinglycalled—arepointedout,toiletspassedinreview,andthosedreadfultwohourspassedwhich,forsomeundiscoveredreason,mustelapsebetweenadinnerandadance。Ifafavoritetenorissinging,andnoonehappenstobewhisperingnonsenseoverhershoulder,myladymaylisteninadistraitway。Itisnotsafe,however,tocountonprolongedattentionoraskherquestionsabouttheperformance。Sheisapttobeabithazyastowhoissinging,andwiththeexceptionofFAUSTandCARMEN,hasrudimentaryideasaboutplots。Singerscomeandgo,weep,swoon,orarekilled,withoutinterferingwithherequanimity。Shehas,forinstance,seentheHUGUENOTSandtheRHEINGOLDdozensoftimes,butknowsnomorewhyRaoulisbroughtblindfoldedtoChenonceaux,orwhatWotanandErdasaytoeachotherintheirinterminablescenes,thanshedoesofthecontentsoftheVedas。Forthematterofthat,ifthreeorfourprincipalairsweresuppressedfromanoperaandthesceneryandcostumeschanged,manyinthatchatteringcirclewould,Ifear,notknowwhattheywerelisteningto。
Lastwinter,whenMelbasanginAIDA,disguisedbydarkhairandabrownskin,aladynearmevouchsafedtheopinionthatthe"littleblackwomanhadn’tabadvoice;"agentleman(towhomIremarkedlastweek"thatasSembrichhadsungRosinaintheBARBER,itwasratherashocktoseeherappearasthatlady’sservantintheMARIAGEDEFIGARO")lookedhisblankamazementuntilitwasexplainedtohimthatoneofthoseoperaswasacontinuationoftheother。Afterapauseheremarked,"Theyarenotbythesamecomposer,anyway!Becausethefirst’sbyRossini,andtheMARIAGEisbyBonMarche。
I’vebeenathisshopinParis。"
Thepresenceofthesecondcategory—thewould—befashionablepeople—isnotsoeasilyaccountedfor。Theirattendancecanhardlybeattributedtoloveofmelody,astheyare,ifanything,ashadelessmusicalthanthebox—dwellers,who,bythebye,seemtoexerciseanirresistiblefascination,tojudgebythetrendofconversationanddirectionofglasses。
Althoughanimposingandsufficientlyattentivethrong,itwouldbedifficulttofindalessdiscriminatingpublicthanthatwhichgathersnightlyintheMetropolitanparterre。Onewondershowmanyofthosepeoplecareformusicandhowmanyattendbecauseitisexpensiveand"swell。"
Theywilllistenwiththesameblandcontentmenttoeitherbadorgoodperformancessolongasaworld—renownedartist(someonewhoisbeingpaidacomfortablelittlefortunefortheevening)isonthestage。Theorchestramaybebadlyled(itoftenis);thesingersmayflat—orbeoutofvoice;theperformancemaygoallatsixesandsevens—thereisneveramurmurofdissent。FaultsthatwouldsetanentireaudienceatNaplesorMilanhissingareacceptedherewithignorantapproval。
Theunfortunatepartofitisthatthisweaknessofourshasbecomeknown。ThesingersfeeltheycangiveanAmericanaudienceanyslipshodperformance。Ihaveseenafavoritesopranoshrughershouldersassheenteredherdressing—roomandexclaim:"MONDIEU!HowIshuffledthroughthatact!
They’dhavehootedmeoffthestageinBerlin,butherenooneseemstocare。Didyounoticethebaritoneto—night?Hewasn’tonthekeyonceduringourduo。Icannotsingmybest,tryasIwill,whenIhearthepublicapplaudinggoodandbadalike!"
Itisstrangethatourpleasure—lovingrichpeopleshouldhavehitontheoperaasafavoritehaunt。WeandtheEnglisharetheonlyracewhowillattendperformancesinaforeignlanguagewhichwedon’tunderstand。Howcanintelligentpeoplewhodon’tcareformusicgoon,seasonafterseason,listeningtooperas,theplotsofwhichtheyignore,andwhichintheirheartstheyfinddull?
Isitsoveryamusingtowatchtwomiddle—agedladiesnaggingeachother,attwoo’clockinthemorning,onapublicsquare,astheydoinLOHENGRIN?DopeoplefindthelecturethatIsolde’shusbanddeliverstotheguiltyloversentertaining?
Doesanoperaproduceanyillusiononmyneighbors?Iwishitdidonme!Iseetooplainlythepaintonthesingers’hotfacesandthecordsstrainingintheirtiredthroats!Isitoncertainnightsinagony,fearingtoseestoutRomeorollonthestageinapoplexy!Thesopranos,too,haveaway,whenabouttoemitaroulade,thatismoresuggestiveofadentist’schair,andtheattendantgargle,thanofalovephrase。
Whentwocelebritiescombineinafinalduo,facingthepublicandnoteachother,theygivetheimpressionofvictimswhomanunseeninquisitoristorturing。Eachturnofhisscrewdrawsoutawildercry。Theorchestra(inthepayofthedemon)doesallitcantopreventtheirshrieksfromreachingthepublic。Theloversinturnredoubletheirefforts;theyarepurpleinthefaceandglisteningwithperspiration。
Defeat,theyknow,isbeforethem,fortheorchestrahasthegreaterstayingpower!Theflutesbleat;thetrombonesgrunt;
thefiddlessqueal;anepilepticleadercutswildlyintotheairabouthim。When,finally,theirstrengthexhausted,thebreathlesshumanbeings,withonelastear—piercingnote,giveupthestruggleandretire,thepublic,excitedbytheunequalcontest,burstsintothundersofapplause。
Whywouldn’titbeagoodidea,inordertoavoidthesepainfulexhibitions,tohaveanarrangementofscreens,withthesingingpeoplebehindandacompanyofyoungandattractivepantomimistsgoingthroughthegesturesandmovementsinfront?Otherwise,howcanthemostimaginativenatureslosethemselvesatanopera?Evenwhenthesingersarecomely,thereisalwaysthateternaldoublerowofstony—
facedwitnessesinfullview,whomnocrimesastonishandnomisfortunesmelt。IttakesmostofthepoetryoutofFaust’sfirstwordswithMarguerite,tohavethatshortinterviewinterruptedbyalineofold,wearywomenshouting,"Letuswhirlinthewaltzo’erthemountandtheplain!"OrwhenScotchLucyappearsinasmarttea—gownandisgoodenoughtoperformdifficultexercisesbeforeahalf—circleofItaliangentlemeninpantaletsandladiesincourtcostumes,doesshegiveanyonetheillusionofanabandonedwifedyingofabrokenheartaloneintheHighlands?Brokenheart,indeed!
It’smuchmorelikelyshe’lldieofarupturedblood—vessel!
Philistinesinmattersmusical,likemyself,unfortunatemortalswhomthesweetestsoundsfailtoenthrallwhenconnectedwithnomemoryoridea,orwhenprolongedbeyondalimitedperiod,mustapproachthethirdgroupwithhesitationandawe。Thattheyaresincere,isevident。Theraptexpressionsoftheirfaces,andtheirpatience,beartestimonytothisfact。ForalongtimeIaskedmyself,"WherehaveI
seenthatintense,absorbedattitudebefore?"Suddenlyoneeveninganothersceneroseinmymemory。
HaveyouevervisitedTangiers?Inthemarket—placeofthatcityyouwillfindtheinhabitantscrouchedbyhundredsaroundtheirnativemusicians。Whenwewerethere,oneoldduffer—
theWagner,doubtless,oftheplace—washavinganimmensesuccess。Nomatteratwhathourofthedaywepassedthroughthatsquare,therewasalwaysthesamespellboundcircleofhalf—cladTurksandArabssquattingsilentwhile"Wagner"
tinkledtothemonathree—stringedluteandchantedinahigh—pitched,dismalwhine—likethesqueakingofanunfasteneddoorinthewind。Attimes,fornoapparentreason,thenever—varying,never—endingmeasurewouldbeinterruptedbyaflutterofapplause,buthisaudienceremainedmostlysunkinahypnoticapathy。Ineverseea"Ring"audiencenowwithoutthinkingofthatsceneoutsidetheBab—el—Marsagate,whichhasledmetoaskdifferentpeoplejustwhatsensationsseriousmusicproduceduponthem。Theanswershavebeenvariedandinteresting。OnegoodladywhorarelymissesaGermanoperaconfessedthatsweetsoundsacteduponherlikeopium。Neitherscenerynoractingnorplotwereofanyimportance。Fromthefirstnotesoftheoverturetotheend,shefloatedinanecstaticdream,obliviousoftimeandplace。Whenitwasovershecamebacktoherselffaintwithfatigue。AnotherprofessedloverofWagnersaidthathisgreatestpleasurewasinfollowingthedifferent"motives"astheyrecurredinthemusic。Myfaithinthatgentlemanwasshaken,however,whenIfoundtheothereveningthathehadmistakenVanDyckforJeandeReszkethroughanentireperformance。Hemaybeadabatrecognizinghisfriendsthe"motives,"buthisdiscoveriesdon’tapparentlygoasfarastenors!
NoonedoubtsthathundredsofpeopleunaffectedlyloveGermanopera,butthatasmanyaffecttoappreciateitinordertoappearintellectualiscertain。
Onceuponatimetheunworthymemberofanultra—serious"Browning"classinthiscity,doubtingthesincerityofhercompanions,askedpermissiontoreadthemapoemofthemaster’swhichshefoundbeyondhercomprehension。Whenthereadingwasovertheopinionofherfriendswasunanimous。
"Nothingcouldbesimpler!Thelineswerelucidityitself!
Suchclosereasoningetc。"Butdismayfelluponthemwhenthenaughtyladyannounced,withapealoflaughter,thatshehadbeenreadingalternatelinesfromoppositepages。Shenolongerdisturbstheharmonyofthatcircle!
Bearingthistaleinmind,Ionceaskedamusicianwhatproportionoftheaudienceata"Ring"performancehethoughtwouldknowifalternatescenesweregivenfromtwoofWagner’soperas,unlessthesceneryenlightenedthem。Hisestimatewasthatperhapsfiftypercentmightfindoutthefraud。Heputthenumberofpeoplewhocouldgiveanintelligentaccountofthoseplotsataboutthirtyperhundred。
Thepopularityofmusic,headded,islargelyduetothefactthatitsavespeoplethetroubleofthinking。Pleasantsoundssoothethenerves,and,ifprolongedlongenoughinadarkenedroomwill,liketheEasterntom—toms,lullthesensesintoamildformoftrance。Thismustbewhatthegentlemanmeantwhosaidhewishedhecouldsleepaswellina"Wagner"carashedidatoneofhisoperas!
Beingataillessoldfox,Ilookwithever—increasingsuspiciononthetoo—luxuriantcaudalappendagesofmyneighbors,andthinkwithamusementofthemultitudeswhoduringthelasttenyearshavesacrificedthemselvesuponthealtarofgrandopera—simple,kindlysouls,withlittleornotasteforclassicalmusic,whohavesatinthedark(mentallyandphysically),applaudingwhattheydidn’tunderstand,andlisteningtovagueGermanmythologysettosoundsthatappeartousoutsiderslikemusicsunkintoaverbosedotage。IamconvincedthegreaternumberwouldhavepreferredajollyperformanceofMME。ANGOTortheCLOCHESDECORNEVILLE,cutintwobyagoodballet。
Itis,however,soeasytobemistakenonsubjectsofthiskindthatgeneralizingisdangerous。Manygreatauthoritieshavelikedtunelessmusic。Oneofthemosttellingargumentsinitsfavorwasrecentlyadvancedbyaforeigner。TheChineseambassadortolduslastwinterinaclubatWashingtonthatWagner’swastheonlyEuropeanmusicthatheappreciatedandenjoyed。"Yousee,"headded,"musicisamucholderartwithusthaninEurope,andhasnaturallyreachedafargreaterperfection。TheGermanschoolhasmadealongstepinadvance,andIcannowforeseeadaynotfardistantwhen,underitsinfluence,yourmusicwillcloselyresembleourown。"
Chapter16—ThePoeticCABARETSofParisTHOSEwhohavenotlivedinFrancecanformlittleideaoftheimportantplacetheCAFEoccupiesinthelifeofanaverageFrenchman,clubsasweknowthemorastheyexistinEnglandbeingrare,andwhenfoundbeing,withfewexceptions,butgambling—housesindisguise。AsaFrenchmanrarelyasksanacquaintance,orevenafriend,tohisapartment,theCAFEhasbecomethecommongroundwhereallmeet,forbusinessorpleasure。NotinParisonly,butalloverFrance,ineverygarrisontown,provincialcity,ortinyvillage,theCAFEisthechiefattraction,thecentreofthought,thefocustowardwhichalltheraysofmasculineexistenceconverge。
Forthestudent,newlyarrivedfromtheprovinces,towhosemodestpursethetheatresandotherplacesofamusementarepracticallyclosed,theCAFEisasupremeresource。Hismindismoulded,hisideasandopinionsformed,morebywhathehearsandseestherethanbyanyotherinfluence。A
restaurantisoflittleimportance。Onemayeatanywhere。
ButthechoiceofhisCAFEwilloftengivethebenttoayoungman’scareer,andindicatehisexactshadeofpoliticsandhisopinionsonliterature,music,orart。InParis,toknowamanatallistoknowwhereyoucanfindhimatthehouroftheAPERITIF—whatBaudelairecalledL’HEURESAINTE
DEL’ABSINTHE。
Whenyoungmenformasocietyamongthemselves,aCAFEischosenastheirmeeting—place。Thousandsofestablishmentsexistonlybysuchpatronage,as,forexample,theCafedelaRegence,PlaceduTheatreFrancais,whichisfrequentedentirelybymenwhoplaychess。
Businessmentransacttheiraffairsasmuchovertheircoffeeasintheiroffices。ThereadingmanfindsathisCAFEthedailyandweeklypapers;awriterissureoftheundisturbedpossessionofpen,ink,andpaper。HenriMurger,theauthor,whenaskedoncewhyhecontinuedtopatronizeacertainestablishmentnotoriousfortheinferiorqualityofitsbeer,answered,"Yes,thebeerispoor,buttheykeepsuchgoodINK!"
TheuseofaCAFEdoesnotimplyanygreatexpenditure,aCONSUMMATIONcostingbutlittle。Withitisacquiredtherighttousetheestablishmentforanindefinitenumberofhours,theclientbeingwarmed,lighted,andserved。Fromfivetoseven,andagainafterdinner,theHABITUESstrollin,groupingthemselvesaboutthesmalltables,eachnew—comerjoiningacongenialcircle,orderinghisdrink,andsettlinghimselfforalongsitting。Thelasteditorial,thenewestpicture,orthefallofaministryisdiscussedwithavehemenceandaninterestunknowntoAnglo—Saxonnatures。
Suddenly,intheexcitementofthediscussion,someonewillriseinhisplaceandbeginspeaking。Ifyouhappentodropinatthatmoment,theladyatthedeskwillwelcomeyouwith,"Youarejustintime!MonsieurSo—and—Soisspeaking;theeveningpromisestobeinteresting。"Sheischarmed;herestablishmentwillshinewithareflectedlight,andnewpatronsbedrawnthere,ifthedebatesarebrilliant。Souniversalisthiscustomthatthereishardlyanoratorto—dayattheFrenchbarorintheSenate,whohasnotbrokenhisfirstlanceinsomesuchobscuretournament,underthesmilingglancesoftheDAMEDUCOMPTOIR。
OppositethePalaceoftheLuxembourg,intheheartoftheoldLatinQuarter,standsaquaintbuilding,halfhotel,halfCAFE,wheremanyyearsagoJosephII。residedwhilevisitinghissister,MarieAntoinette。ItisknownnowasFoyot’s;
thisnamemustawakenmanyhappymemoriesintheheartsofAmericanstudents,foritwaslongtheirfavoritemeeting—
place。Intheearlyseventiesaclub,formedamongtheliteraryandpoeticyouthofParis,selectedFoyot’sastheir"home"duringthewintermonths。TheirsummervacationswerespentinvisitingtheuniversitytownsofFrance,recitingverses,oractinginoriginalplaysatNancy,Bordeaux,Lyons,orCaen。TheenthusiasmtheseyouthfulperformancescreatedinspiredoneoftheirnumberwiththeideaofcreatinginParis,onapermanentfooting,acentrewherealimitedpubliccouldmeettheyoungpoetsofthedayandhearthemrecitetheirversesandmonologuesinaninformalway。
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