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position; and the child lay alone; hugging the dear belief that the
monster was near。
He was earnest in controversy with his mother as to the existence of
his man。 The man was there; for he had been told so; and he was
there to wait for 〃naughty boys;〃 said the child; with cheerful
self…condemnation。 The little boy's voice was somewhat hushed;
because of the four ears of the listener; but it did not falter;
except when his mother's arguments against the existence of the man
seemed to him cogent and likely to gain the day。 Then for the first
time the boy was a little downcast; and the light of mystery became
dimmer in his gay eyes。
CHILDREN IN BURLESQUE
Derision; which is so great a part of human comedy; has not spared
the humours of children。 Yet they are fitter subjects for any other
kind of jesting。 In the first place they are quite defenceless; but
besides and before this; it might have been supposed that nothing in
a child could provoke the equal passion of scorn。 Between confessed
unequals scorn is not even suggested。 Its derisive proclamation of
inequality has no sting and no meaning where inequality is natural
and manifest。
Children rouse the laughter of men and women; but in all that
laughter the tone of derision is more strange a discord than the
tone of anger would be; or the tone of theological anger and menace。
These; little children have had to bear in their day; but in the
grim and serious moodsnot in the playof their elders。 The
wonder is that children should ever have been burlesqued; or held to
be fit subjects for irony。
Whether the thing has been done anywhere out of England; in any
form; might be a point for enquiry。 It would seem; at a glance;
that English art and literature are quite alone in this incredible
manner of sport。
And even here; too; the thing that is laughed at in a child is
probably always a mere reflection of the parents' vulgarity。 None
the less it is an unintelligible thing that even the rankest
vulgarity of father or mother should be resented; in the child; with
the implacable resentment of derision。
John Leech used the caricature of a baby for the purposes of a scorn
that was not angry; but familiar。 It is true that the poor child
had first been burlesqued by the unchildish aspect imposed upon him
by his dress; which presented him; without the beauties of art or
nature; to all the unnatural ironies。 Leech did but finish him in
the same spirit; with dots for the childish eyes; and a certain form
of face which is best described as a fat square containing two
circlesthe inordinate cheeks of that ignominious baby。 That is
the child as Punch in Leech's day preserved him; the latest figure
of the then prevailing domestic raillery of the domestic。
In like manner did Thackeray and Dickens; despite all their
sentiment。 Children were made to serve both the sentiment and the
irony between which those two writers; alike in this; stood double…
minded。 Thackeray; writing of his snobs; wreaks himself upon a
child; there is no worse snob than his snob…child。 There are snob…
children not only in the book dedicated to their parents; but in
nearly all his novels。 There is a female snob…child in 〃Lovel the
Widower;〃 who may be taken as a type; and there are snob…children at
frequent intervals in 〃Philip。〃 It is not certain that Thackeray
intended the children of Pendennis himself to be innocent and
exempt。
In one of Dickens's early sketches there is a plot amongst the
humorous dramatis personae; to avenge themselves on a little boy for
the lack of tact whereby his parents have brought him with them to a
party on the river。 The principal humorist frightens the child into
convulsions。 The incident is the success of the day; and is
obviously intended to have some kind of reflex action in amusing the
reader。 In Dickens's maturer books the burlesque little girl
imitates her mother's illusory fainting…fits。
Our glimpses of children in the fugitive pages of that day are
grotesque。 A little girl in Punch improves on the talk of her dowdy
mother with the maids。 An inordinate baby stares; a little boy
flies; hideous; from some hideous terror。
AUTHORSHIP
Authorship prevails in nurseriesat least in some nurseries。 In
many it is probably a fitful game; and since the days of the Brontes
there has not been a large family without its magazine。 The weak
point of all this literature is its commonplace。 The child's effort
is to write something as much like as possible to the tedious books
that are read to him; he is apt to be fluent and foolish。 If a
child simple enough to imitate were also simple enough not to
imitate he might write nursery magazines that would not bore us。
As it is; there is sometimes nothing but the fresh and courageous
spelling to make his stories go。 〃He;〃 however; is hardly the
pronoun。 The girls are the more active authors; and the more
prosaic。 What they would write had they never read things written
for them by the dull; it is not possible to know。 What they do
write is thisto take a passage: 〃Poor Mrs。 Bald (that was her
name) thought she would never get to the wood where her aunt lived;
she got down and pulled the donky on by the bridal 。 。 。 Alas! her
troubles were not over yet; the donky would not go where she wanted
it; instead of turning down Rose Lane it went down another; which
although Mrs。 Bald did not know it led to a very deep and dangerous
pond。 The donky ran into the pond and Mrs。 Bald was dround。〃
To give a prosperous look to the magazine containing the serial
story just quoted; a few pages of mixed advertisements are
laboriously written out: 〃The Imatation of Christ is the best book
in all the world。〃 〃Read Thompson's poetry and you are in a world
of delight。〃 〃Barrat's ginger beer is the only ginger beer to
drink。〃 〃The place for a ice。〃 Under the indefinite heading 〃A
Article;〃 readers are told 〃that they are liable to read the paper
for nothing。〃
A still younger hand contributes a short story in which the hero
returns to his home after a report of his death had been believed by
his wife and family。 The last sentence is worth quoting: 〃We will
now;〃 says the author; 〃leave Mrs。 White and her two children to
enjoy the sudden appearance of Mr。 White。〃
Here is an editorial announcement: 〃Ladies and gentlemen; every
week at the end of the paper there will be a little article on the
habits of the paper。〃
On the whole; authorship does not seem to foster the quality of
imagination。 Convention; during certain early years; may be a very
strong motivenot so much with children brought up strictly within
its limits; perhaps; as with those who have had an exceptional
freedom。 Against this; as a kind of childish bohemianism; there is;
in one phase of childhood; a strong reaction。 To one child; brought
up internationally; and with somewhat too much liberty amongst
peasant play…mates and their games; in many dialects; eagerness to
become like 〃other people;〃 and even like the other people of quite
inferior fiction; grew to be almost a passion。 The desire was in
time out…grown; but it cost the girl some years of her simplicity。
The style is not always the child。
LETTERS
The letter exacted from a child is usually a letter of thanks;
somebody has sent him a box of chocolates。 The thanks tend to
stiffen a child's style; but in any case a letter is the occasion of
a sudden self…consciousness; newer to a child than his elders know。
They speak prose and know it。 But a young child possesses his words
by a different tenure; he is not aware of the spelt and written
aspect of the things he says every day; he does not dwell upon the
sound of them。 He is so little taken by the kind and character of
any word that he catches the first that comes at random。 A little
child to whom a peach was first revealed; whispered to his mother;
〃I like that kind of turnip。〃 Compelled to write a letter; the
child finds the word of daily life suddenly a stranger。
The fresher the mind the duller the sentence; and the younger the
fingers the older; more wrinkled; and more sidling the handwriting。
Dickens; who used his eyes; remarked the contrast。 The hand of a
child and his face are full of rounds; but his written O is
tottering and haggard。
His phrases are ceremonious without the dignity of ceremony。 The
child chatters because he wants his companion to hear; but there is
no inspiration in the act of writing to a distant aunt about whom he
probably has some grotesque impression because he cannot think of
anyone; however vague and forgotten; without a mental image。 As
like as not he pictures all his relatives at a distance with their
eyes shut。 No boy wants to write familiar things to a forgotten
aunt with her eyes shut。 His thoughtless elders require him not
only to write to her under these discouragements; but to write to
her in an artless and childlike fashion。
The child is unwieldy of thought; besides。 He cannot send the
conventional messages but he loses his way among the few pronouns:
〃I send them their love;〃 〃They sent me my love;〃 〃I kissed their
hand to me。〃 If he i