over the teacups-第27节
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hurried out their pocket…handkerchiefs; and I almost expected a semi…
hysteric cataclysm。 At this critical moment Number Five called
Delilah to her; looked into her face with those calm eyes of hers;
and spoke a few soft words。 Was Number Five forgetful; too? Did she
not remember the difference of their position? I suppose so。 But
she quieted the poor handmaiden as simply and easily as a nursing
mother quiets her unweaned baby。 Why are we not all in love with
Number Five? Perhaps we are。 At any rate; I suspect the Professor。
When we all get quiet; I will touch him up about that visit she
promised to make to his laboratory。
I got a chance at last to speak privately with him。
〃Did Number Five go to meet you in your laboratory; as she talked of
doing?〃
〃Oh; yes; of course she did;why; she said she would!〃
〃Oh; to be sure。 Do tell me what she wanted in your laboratory。〃
〃She wanted me to burn a diamond for her。〃
〃Burn a diamond! What was that for? Because Cleopatra swallowed a
pearl?〃
〃No; nothing of that kind。 It was a small stone; and had a flaw in
it。 Number Five said she did n't want a diamond with a flaw in it;
and that she did want to see how a diamond would burn。〃
〃Was that all that happened?〃
〃That was all。 She brought the two Annexes with her; and I gave my
three visitors a lecture on carbon; which they seemed to enjoy very
much。〃
I looked steadily in the Professor's face during the reading of the
following poem。 I saw no questionable look upon it;but he has a
remarkable command of his features。 Number Five read it with a
certain archness of expression; as if she saw all its meaning; which
I think some of the company did not quite take in。 They said they
must read it slowly and carefully。 Somehow; 〃I like you〃 and 〃I love
you〃 got a little mixed; as they heard it。 It was not Number Five's
fault; for she read it beautifully; as we all agreed; and as I knew
she would when I handed it to her。
I LIKE YOU AND I LOVE YOU。
I LIKE YOU met I LOVE YOU; face to face;
The path was narrow; and they could not pass。
I LIKE YOU smiled; I LOVE YOU cried; Alas!
And so they halted for a little space。
〃Turn thou and go before;〃 I LOVE YOU said;
‘ 〃Down the green pathway; bright with many a flower
Deep in the valley; lo! my bridal bower
Awaits thee。〃 But I LIKE YOU shook his head。
Then while they lingered on the span…wide shelf
That shaped a pathway round the rocky ledge;
I LIKE YOU bared his icy dagger's edge;
And first he slew I LOVE YOU;then himself。
VII
There is no use in burdening my table with those letters of inquiry
as to where our meetings are held; and what are the names of the
persons designated by numbers; or spoken of under the titles of the
Professor; the Tutor; and so forth。 It is enough that you are aware
who I am; and that I am known at the tea…table as The Dictator。
Theatrical 〃asides〃 are apt to be whispered in a pretty loud voice;
and the persons who ought not to have any idea of what is said are
expected to be reasonably hard of bearing。 If I named all The
Teacups; some of them might be offended。 If any of my readers happen
to be able to identify any one Teacup by some accidental
circumstance;say; for instance; Number Five; by the incident of her
burning the diamond;I hope they will keep quiet about it。 Number
Five does n't want to be pointed out in the street as the extravagant
person who makes use of such expensive fuel; for the story would soon
grow to a statement that she always uses diamonds; instead of cheaper
forms of carbon; to heat her coffee with。 So with other members of
the circle。 The 〃Cracked Teacup;〃 Number Seven; would not; perhaps;
be pleased to recognize himself under that title。 I repeat it;
therefore; Do not try to identify the individual Teacups。 You will
not get them right; or; if you do; you may too probably make trouble。
How is it possible that I can keep up my freedom of intercourse with
you all if you insist on bellowing my 〃asides〃 through a speaking…
trumpet? Besides; you cannot have failed to see that there are
strong symptoms of the springing up of delicate relations between
some of our number。 I told you how it would be。 It did not require
a prophet to foresee that the saucy intruder who; as Mr。 Willis
wrote; and the dear dead girls used to sing; in our young days;
〃Taketh every form of air;
And every shape of earth;
And comes unbidden everywhere;
Like thought's mysterious birth;〃
would pop his little curly head up between one or more pairs of
Teacups。 If you will stop these questions; then; I will go on with
my reports of what was said and done at our meetings over the
teacups。
Of all things beautiful in this fair world; there is nothing so
enchanting to look upon; to dream about; as the first opening of the
flower of young love。 How closely the calyx has hidden the glowing
leaves in its quiet green mantle! Side by side; two buds have been
tossing jauntily in the breeze; often brought very near to each
other; sometimes touching for a moment; with a secret thrill in their
close…folded heart…leaves; it may be; but still the cool green sepals
shutting tight over the burning secret within。 All at once a morning
ray touches one of the two buds; and the point of a blushing petal
betrays the imprisoned and swelling blossom。
Oh; no; I did not promise a love…story。 There may be a little
sentiment now and then; but these papers are devoted chiefly to the
opinions; prejudices; fancies; whims; of myself; The Dictator; and
others of The Teacups who have talked or written for the general
benefit of the company。
Here are some of the remarks I made the other evening on the subject
of Intellectual Over…Feeding and its consequence; Mental Dyspepsia。
There is something positively appalling in the amount of printed
matter yearly; monthly; weekly; daily; secreted by that great gland
of the civilized organism; the press。 I need not dilate upon this
point; for it is brought home to every one of you who ever looks into
a bookstore or a public library。 So large is the variety of literary
products continually coming forward; forced upon the attention of the
reader by stimulating and suggestive titles; commended to his notice
by famous names; recasting old subjects and developing and
illustrating new ones; that the mind is liable to be urged into a
kind of unnatural hunger; leading to a repletion which is often
followed by disgust and disturbed nervous conditions as its natural
consequence。
It has long been a favorite rule with me; a rule which I have never
lost sight of; however imperfectly I have carried it out: Try to know
enough of a wide range of subjects to profit by the conversation of
intelligent persons of different callings and various intellectual
gifts and acquisitions。 The cynic will paraphrase this into a
shorter formula: Get a smattering in every sort of knowledge。 I must
therefore add a second piece of advice: Learn to hold as of small
account the comments of the cynic。 He is often amusing; sometimes
really witty; occasionally; without meaning it; instructive; but his
talk is to profitable conversation what the stone is to the pulp of
the peach; what the cob is to the kernels on an ear of Indian corn。
Once more: Do not be bullied out of your common sense by the
specialist; two to one; he is a pedant; with all his knowledge and
valuable qualities; and will 〃cavil on the ninth part of a hair;〃 if
it will give him a chance to show off his idle erudition。
I saw attributed to me; the other day; the saying; 〃Know something
about everything; and everything about something。〃 I am afraid it
does not belong to me; but I will treat it as I used to treat a stray
boat which came through my meadow; floating down the Housatonic;get
hold of it and draw it ashore; and hold on to it until the owner
turns up。 If this precept is used discreetly; it is very
serviceable; but it is as well to recognize the fact that you cannot
know something about everything in days like these of intellectual
activity; of literary and scientific production。 We all feel this。
It makes us nervous to see the shelves of new books; many of which we
feel as if we ought to read; and some among them to study。 We must
adopt some principle of selection among the books outside of any
particular branch which we may have selected for study。 I have often
been asked what books I would recommend for a course of reading。 I
have always answered that I had a great deal rather take advice than
give it。 Fortunately; a number of scholars have furnished lists of
books to which the inquirer may be directed。 But the worst of it is
that each student is in need of a little library speci