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other; it more resembles the phosphorescent glow of decaying wood。
It would be sad injustice; the reader must understand; to
represent all my excellent old friends as in their dotage。 In the
first place; my coadjutors were not invariably old; there were men
among them in their strength and prime; of marked ability and
energy; and altogether superior to the sluggish and dependent mode
of life on which their evil stars had cast them。 Then; moreover; the
white locks of age were sometimes found to be the thatch of an
intellectual tenement in good repair。 But; as respects the majority of
my corps of veterans; there will be no wrong done; if I characterise
them generally as a set of wearisome old souls; who had gathered
nothing worth preservation from their varied experience of life。
They seemed to have flung away all the golden grain of practical
wisdom; which they had enjoyed so many opportunities of harvesting;
and most carefully to have stored their memories with the husks。
They spoke with far more interest and unction of their morning's
breakfast; or yesterday's; to…day's; or to…morrow's dinner; than of
the shipwreck of forty or fifty years ago; and all the world's wonders
which they had witnessed with their youthful eyes。
The father of the Custom…House… the patriarch; not only of this
little squad of officials; but; I am bold to say; of the respectable
body of tide…waiters all over the United States… was a certain
permanent Inspector。 He might truly be termed a legitimate son of
the revenue system; dyed in the wool; or; rather; born in the
purple; since his sire; a Revolutionary colonel; and formerly
collector of the port; had created an office for him; and appointed
him to fill it; at a period of the early ages which few living men can
now remember。 This Inspector; when I first knew him; was a man of
fourscore years; or thereabouts; and certainly one of the most
wonderful specimens of winter…green that you would be likely to
discover in a lifetime's search。 With his florid cheek; his compact
figure; smartly arrayed in a bright…buttoned blue coat; his brisk
and vigorous step; and his hale and hearty aspect; altogether he
seemed… not young; indeed… but a kind of new contrivance of Mother
Nature in the shape of man; whom age and infirmity had no business
to touch。 His voice and laugh; which perpetually reechoed through
the Custom…House; had nothing of the tremulous quaver and cackle of an
old man's utterance; they came strutting out of his lungs; like the
crow of a cock; of the blast of a clarion。 Looking at him merely as an
animal… and there was very little else to look at… he was a most
satisfactory object; from the thorough healthfulness and wholesomeness
of his system; and his capacity; at that extreme age; to enjoy all; or
nearly all; the delights which he had ever aimed at; or conceived
of。 The careless security of his life in the Custom…House; on a
regular income; and with but slight and infrequent apprehensions of
removal; had no doubt contributed to make time pass lightly over
him。 The original and more potent causes; however; lay in the rare
perfection of his animal nature; the moderate proportion of intellect;
and the very trifling admixture of moral and spiritual ingredients;
these latter qualities; indeed; being in barely enough measure to keep
the old gentleman from walking on all…fours。 He possessed no power
of thought; no depth of feeling; no troublesome sensibilities;
nothing; in short; but a few commonplace instincts; which; aided by
the cheerful temper that grew inevitably out of his physical
well…being; did duty very respectably; and to general acceptance; in
lieu of a heart。 He had been the husband of three wives; all long
since dead; the father of twenty children; most of whom; at every
age of childhood or maturity; had likewise returned to dust。 Here; one
would suppose; might have been sorrow enough to imbue the sunniest
disposition; through and through; with a sable tinge。 Not so with
our old Inspector! One brief sigh sufficed to carry off the entire
burden of these dismal reminiscences。 The next moment; he was as ready
for sport as any unbreeched infant; far readier than the Collector's
junior clerk; who; at nineteen years; was much the elder and graver
man of the two。
I used to watch and study this patriarchal personage with; I
think; livelier curiosity than any other form of humanity there
presented to my notice。 He was; in truth; a rare phenomenon; so
perfect in one point of view; so shallow; so delusive; so
impalpable; such an absolute nonentity; in every other。 My
conclusion was that he had no soul; no heart; no mind; nothing; as I
have already said; but instincts: and yet; withal; so cunningly had
the few materials of his character been put together; that there was
no painful perception of deficiency; but; on my part; an entire
contentment with what I found in him。 It might be difficult… and it
was so… to conceive how he should exist hereafter; so earthly and
sensuous did he seem; but surely his existence here; admitting that it
was to terminate with his last breath; had been not unkindly given;
with no higher moral responsibilities than the beasts of the field;
but with a larger scope of enjoyment than theirs; and with all their
blessed immunity from the dreariness and duskiness of age。
One point; in which he had vastly the advantage over his four…footed
brethren; was his ability to recollect the good dinners which it had
made no small portion of the happiness of his life to eat。 His
gourmandism was a highly agreeable trait; and to hear him talk of
roast…meat was as appetising as a pickle or an oyster。 As he possessed
no higher attribute; and neither sacrificed nor vitiated any spiritual
endowment by devoting all his energies and ingenuities to subserve the
delight and profit of his maw; it always pleased and satisfied me to
hear him expatiate on fish; poultry; and butcher's meat; and the
most eligible methods of preparing them for the table。 His
reminiscences of good cheer; however ancient the date of the actual
banquet; seemed to bring the savour of pig or turkey under one's
very nostrils。 There were flavours on his palate; that had lingered
there not less than sixty or seventy years; and were still
apparently as fresh as that of the mutton…chop which he had just
devoured for his breakfast。 I have heard him smack his lips over
dinners; every guest at which; except himself; had long been food
for worms。 It was marvellous to observe how the ghosts of bygone meals
were continually rising up before him; not in anger or retribution;
but as if grateful for his former appreciation; and seeking to
repudiate an endless series of enjoyment; at once shadowy and sensual。
A tenderloin of beef; a hind…quarter of veal; a spare…rib of pork; a
particular chicken; or a remarkably praiseworthy turkey; which had
perhaps adorned his board in the days of the elder Adams; would be
remembered; while all the subsequent experience of our race; and all
the events that brightened or darkened his individual career; had gone
over him with as little permanent effect as the passing breeze。 The
chief tragic event of the old man's life; so far as I could judge; was
his mishap with a certain goose; which lived and died some twenty or
forty years ago; a goose of most promising figure; but which; at
table; proved so inveterately tough that the carving…knife would
make no impression on its carcass; and it could only be divided with
an axe and handsaw。
But it is time to quit this sketch; on which; however; I should be
glad to dwell at considerably more length; because; of all men whom
I have ever known; this individual was fittest to be a Custom…House
officer。 Most persons; owing to causes which I may not have space to
hint at; suffer moral detriment from this peculiar mode of life。 The
old Inspector was incapable of it; and; were he to continue in
office to the end of time; would be just as good as he was then; and
sit down to dinner with just as good an appetite。
There is one likeness; without which my gallery of Custom…House
portraits would be strangely incomplete; but which my comparatively
few opportunities for observation enable me to sketch only in the
merest outline。 It is that of the Collector; our gallant old
General; who; after his brilliant military service; subsequently to
which he had ruled over a wild Western territory; had come hither;
twenty years before; to spend the decline of his varied and honourable
life。 The brave soldier had already numbered; nearly or quite; his
threescore years and ten; and was pursuing the remainder of his
earthly march; burdened with infirmities which even the martial
music of his own spirit…stirring recollections could do little towards
lightening。 The step was palsied now; that had been foremost in the
charge。 It was only with the assistance of a servant; and by leaning
his hand heavily o