under the greenwood tree-第5节
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filler of young folks' brains。 Learning's a worthy thing; and ye've
got it; Master Spinks。〃
〃I make no boast; though I may have read and thought a little; and I
knowit may be from much perusing; but I make no boastthat by the
time a man's head is finished; 'tis almost time for him to creep
underground。 I am over forty…five。〃
Mr。 Spinks emitted a hook to signify that if his head was not
finished; nobody's head ever could be。
〃Talk of knowing people by their feet!〃 said Reuben。 〃Rot me; my
sonnies; then; if I can tell what a man is from all his members put
together; oftentimes。〃
〃But still; look is a good deal;〃 observed grandfather William
absently; moving and balancing his head till the tip of grandfather
James's nose was exactly in a right line with William's eye and the
mouth of a miniature cavern he was discerning in the fire。 〃By the
way;〃 he continued in a fresher voice; and looking up; 〃that young
crater; the schoolmis'ess; must be sung to to…night wi' the rest?
If her ear is as fine as her face; we shall have enough to do to be
up…sides with her。〃
〃What about her face?〃 said young Dewy。
〃Well; as to that;〃 Mr。 Spinks replied; 〃'tis a face you can hardly
gainsay。 A very good pink face; as far as that do go。 Still; only
a face; when all is said and done。〃
〃Come; come; Elias Spinks; say she's a pretty maid; and have done
wi' her;〃 said the tranter; again preparing to visit the cider…
barrel。
CHAPTER IV: GOING THE ROUNDS
Shortly after ten o'clock the singing…boys arrived at the tranter's
house; which was invariably the place of meeting; and preparations
were made for the start。 The older men and musicians wore thick
coats; with stiff perpendicular collars; and coloured handkerchiefs
wound round and round the neck till the end came to hand; over all
which they just showed their ears and noses; like people looking
over a wall。 The remainder; stalwart ruddy men and boys; were
dressed mainly in snow…white smock…frocks; embroidered upon the
shoulders and breasts; in ornamental forms of hearts; diamonds; and
zigzags。 The cider…mug was emptied for the ninth time; the music…
books were arranged; and the pieces finally decided upon。 The boys
in the meantime put the old horn…lanterns in order; cut candles into
short lengths to fit the lanterns; and; a thin fleece of snow having
fallen since the early part of the evening; those who had no
leggings went to the stable and wound wisps of hay round their
ankles to keep the insidious flakes from the interior of their
boots。
Mellstock was a parish of considerable acreage; the hamlets
composing it lying at a much greater distance from each other than
is ordinarily the case。 Hence several hours were consumed in
playing and singing within hearing of every family; even if but a
single air were bestowed on each。 There was Lower Mellstock; the
main village; half a mile from this were the church and vicarage;
and a few other houses; the spot being rather lonely now; though in
past centuries it had been the most thickly…populated quarter of the
parish。 A mile north…east hay the hamlet of Upper Mellstock; where
the tranter lived; and at other points knots of cottages; besides
solitary farmsteads and dairies。
Old William Dewy; with the violoncello; played the bass; his
grandson Dick the treble violin; and Reuben and Michael Mail the
tenor and second violins respectively。 The singers consisted of
four men and seven boys; upon whom devolved the task of carrying and
attending to the lanterns; and holding the books open for the
players。 Directly music was the theme; old William ever and
instinctively came to the front。
〃Now mind; neighbours;〃 he said; as they all went out one by one at
the door; he himself holding it ajar and regarding them with a
critical face as they passed; like a shepherd counting out his
sheep。 〃You two counter…boys; keep your ears open to Michael's
fingering; and don't ye go straying into the treble part along o'
Dick and his set; as ye did last year; and mind this especially when
we be in 〃Arise; and hail。〃 Billy Chimlen; don't you sing quite so
raving mad as you fain would; and; all o' ye; whatever ye do; keep
from making a great scuffle on the ground when we go in at people's
gates; but go quietly; so as to strike up all of a sudden; like
spirits。〃
〃Farmer Ledlow's first?〃
〃Farmer Ledlow's first; the rest as usual。〃
〃And; Voss;〃 said the tranter terminatively; 〃you keep house here
till about half…past two; then heat the metheglin and cider in the
warmer you'll find turned up upon the copper; and bring it wi' the
victuals to church…hatch; as th'st know。〃
Just before the chock struck twelve they lighted the lanterns and
started。 The moon; in her third quarter; had risen since the
snowstorm; but the dense accumulation of snow…cloud weakened her
power to a faint twilight; which was rather pervasive of the
landscape than traceable to the sky。 The breeze had gone down; and
the rustle of their feet and tones of their speech echoed with an
alert rebound from every post; boundary…stone; and ancient wall they
passed; even where the distance of the echo's origin was less than a
few yards。 Beyond their own slight noises nothing was to be heard;
save the occasional bark of foxes in the direction of Yalbury Wood;
or the brush of a rabbit among the grass now and then; as it
scampered out of their way。
Most of the outlying homesteads and hamlets had been visited by
about two o'clock; they then passed across the outskirts of a wooded
park toward the main village; nobody being at home at the Manor。
Pursuing no recognized track; great care was necessary in walking
lest their faces should come in contact with the low…hanging boughs
of the old lime…trees; which in many spots formed dense over…growths
of interlaced branches。
〃Times have changed from the times they used to be;〃 said Mail;
regarding nobody can tell what interesting old panoramas with an
inward eye; and letting his outward glance rest on the ground;
because it was as convenient a position as any。 〃People don't care
much about us now! I've been thinking we must be almost the last
left in the county of the old string players? Barrel…organs; and
the things next door to 'em that you blow wi' your foot; have come
in terribly of late years。〃
〃Ay!〃 said Bowman; shaking his head; and old William; on seeing him;
did the same thing。
〃More's the pity;〃 replied another。 〃Time waslong and merry ago
now!when not one of the varmits was to be heard of; but it served
some of the quires right。 They should have stuck to strings as we
did; and kept out clarinets; and done away with serpents。 If you'd
thrive in musical religion; stick to strings; says I。〃
〃Strings be safe soul…lifters; as far as that do go;〃 said Mr。
Spinks。
〃Yet there's worse things than serpents;〃 said Mr。 Penny。 〃Old
things pass away; 'tis true; but a serpent was a good old note: a
deep rich note was the serpent。〃
〃Clar'nets; however; be bad at all times;〃 said Michael Mail。 〃One
Christmasyears agone now; yearsI went the rounds wi' the
Weatherbury quire。 'Twas a hard frosty night; and the keys of all
the clar'nets frozeah; they did freeze!so that 'twas like
drawing a cork every time a key was opened; and the players o' 'em
had to go into a hedger…and…ditcher's chimley…corner; and thaw their
clar'nets every now and then。 An icicle o' spet hung down from the
end of every man's clar'net a span long; and as to fingerswell;
there; if ye'll believe me; we bad no fingers at all; to our
knowing。〃
〃I can well bring back to my mind;〃 said Mr。 Penny; 〃what I said to
poor Joseph Ryme (who took the treble part in Chalk…Newton Church
for two…and…forty year) when they thought of having clar'nets there。
〃Joseph;〃 I said; says I; 〃depend upon't; if so be you have them
tooting clar'nets you'll spoil the whole set…out。 Clar'nets were
not made for the service of the Lard; you can see it by looking at
'em;〃 I said。 And what came o't? Why; souls; the parson set up a
barrel…organ on his own account within two years o' the time I
spoke; and the old quire went to nothing。〃
〃As far as look is concerned;〃 said the tranter; 〃I don't for my
part see that a fiddle is much nearer heaven than a clar'net。 'Tis
further off。 There's always a rakish; scampish twist about a
fiddle's looks that seems to say the Wicked One had a hand in making
o'en; while angels be supposed to play clar'nets in heaven; or
som'at like 'em; if ye may believe picters。〃
〃Robert Penny; you was in the right;〃 broke in the eldest Dewy。
〃They should ha' stuck to strings。 Your brass…man is a rafting dog…
…well and good; your reed…man is a dab at stirring yewell and
good; your drum…man is a rare bowel…shakergood again。 But I don't
care who hears me say it; nothing will