stories by modern american authors-第27节
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marsh hens for supper。 Legrand was in one of his fitshow else
shall I term them?of enthusiasm。 He had found an unknown
bivalve; forming a new genus; and; more than this; he had hunted
down and secured; with Jupiter's assistance; a scarabaeus which he
believed to be totally new; but in respect to which he wished to
have my opinion on the morrow。
〃And why not to…night?〃 I asked; rubbing my hands over the blaze;
and wishing the whole tribe of scarabaei at the devil。
〃Ah; if I had only known you were here!〃 said Legrand; 〃but it's so
long since I saw you; and how could I foresee that you would pay me
a visit this very night of all others? As I was coming home I met
Lieutenant G; from the fort; and; very foolishly; I lent him
the bug; so it will be impossible for you to see it until the
morning。 Stay here to…night; and I will send Jup down for it at
sunrise。 It is the loveliest thing in creation!〃
〃What?sunrise?〃
〃Nonsense! no!the bug。 It is of a brilliant gold colorabout
the size of a large hickory nutwith two jet black spots near one
extremity of the back; and another; somewhat longer; at the other。
The antennae are〃
〃Dey ain't NO tin in him; Massa Will; I keep a tellin' on you;〃
here interrupted Jupiter; 〃de bug is a goole…bug; solid; ebery bit
of him; inside and all; sep him wingneber feel half so hebby a
bug in my life。〃
〃Well; suppose it is; Jup;〃 replied Legrand; somewhat more
earnestly; it seemed to me; than the case demanded; 〃is that any
reason for your letting the birds burn? The color〃here he turned
to me〃is really almost enough to warrant Jupiter's idea。 You
never saw a more brilliant metallic luster than the scales emit
but of this you cannot judge till to…morrow。 In the meantime I can
give you some idea of the shape。〃 Saying this; he seated himself
at a small table; on which were a pen and ink; but no paper。 He
looked for some in a drawer; but found none。
〃Never mind;〃 he said at length; 〃this will answer;〃 and he drew
from his waistcoat pocket a scrap of what I took to be very dirty
foolscap; and made upon it a rough drawing with the pen。 While he
did this; I retained my seat by the fire; for I was still chilly。
When the design was complete; he handed it to me without rising。
As I received it; a loud growl was heard; succeeded by a scratching
at the door。 Jupiter opened it; and a large Newfoundland;
belonging to Legrand; rushed in; leaped upon my shoulders; and
loaded me with caresses; for I had shown him much attention during
previous visits。 When his gambols were over; I looked at the
paper; and; to speak the truth; found myself not a little puzzled
at what my friend had depicted。
〃Well!〃 I said; after contemplating it for some minutes; 〃this IS a
strange scarabaeus; I must confess; new to me; never saw anything
like it beforeunless it was a skull; or a death's head; which it
more nearly resembles than anything else that has come under MY
observation。〃
〃A death's head!〃 echoed Legrand。 〃Ohyeswell; it has something
of that appearance upon paper; no doubt。 The two upper black spots
look like eyes; eh? and the longer one at the bottom like a mouth
and then the shape of the whole is oval。〃
〃Perhaps so;〃 said I; 〃but; Legrand; I fear you are no artist。 I
must wait until I see the beetle itself; if I am to form any idea
of its personal appearance。〃
〃Well; I don't know;〃 said he; a little nettled; 〃I draw tolerably
SHOULD do it at leasthave had good masters; and flatter myself
that I am not quite a blockhead。〃
〃But; my dear fellow; you are joking then;〃 said I; 〃this is a very
passable SKULLindeed; I may say that it is a very EXCELLENT
skull; according to the vulgar notions about such specimens of
physiologyand your scarabaeus must be the queerest scarabaeus in
the world if it resembles it。 Why; we may get up a very thrilling
bit of superstition upon this hint。 I presume you will call the
bug Scarabaeus caput hominis; or something of that kindthere are
many similar titles in the Natural Histories。 But where are the
antennae you spoke of?〃
〃The antennae!〃 said Legrand; who seemed to be getting
unaccountably warm upon the subject; 〃I am sure you must see the
antennae。 I made them as distinct as they are in the original
insect; and I presume that is sufficient。〃
〃Well; well;〃 I said; 〃perhaps you havestill I don't see them;〃
and I handed him the paper without additional remark; not wishing
to ruffle his temper; but I was much surprised at the turn affairs
had taken; his ill humor puzzled meand; as for the drawing of the
beetle; there were positively NO antennae visible; and the whole
DID bear a very close resemblance to the ordinary cuts of a death's
head。
He received the paper very peevishly; and was about to crumple it;
apparently to throw it in the fire; when a casual glance at the
design seemed suddenly to rivet his attention。 In an instant his
face grew violently redin another excessively pale。 For some
minutes he continued to scrutinize the drawing minutely where he
sat。 At length he arose; took a candle from the table; and
proceeded to seat himself upon a sea chest in the farthest corner
of the room。 Here again he made an anxious examination of the
paper; turning it in all directions。 He said nothing; however; and
his conduct greatly astonished me; yet I thought it prudent not to
exacerbate the growing moodiness of his temper by any comment。
Presently he took from his coat pocket a wallet; placed the paper
carefully in it; and deposited both in a writing desk; which he
locked。 He now grew more composed in his demeanor; but his
original air of enthusiasm had quite disappeared。 Yet he seemed
not so much sulky as abstracted。 As the evening wore away he
became more and more absorbed in reverie; from which no sallies of
mine could arouse him。 It had been my intention to pass the night
at the hut; as I had frequently done before; but; seeing my host in
this mood; I deemed it proper to take leave。 He did not press me
to remain; but; as I departed; he shook my hand with even more than
his usual cordiality。
It was about a month after this (and during the interval I had seen
nothing of Legrand) when I received a visit; at Charleston; from
his man; Jupiter。 I had never seen the good old negro look so
dispirited; and I feared that some serious disaster had befallen my
friend。
〃Well; Jup;〃 said I; 〃what is the matter now?how is your master?〃
〃Why; to speak the troof; massa; him not so berry well as mought
be。〃
〃Not well! I am truly sorry to hear it。 What does he complain
of?〃
〃Dar! dot's it!him neber 'plain of notin'but him berry sick for
all dat。〃
〃VERY sick; Jupiter!why didn't you say so at once? Is he
confined to bed?〃
〃No; dat he aint!he aint 'fin'd nowhardat's just whar de shoe
pinchmy mind is got to be berry hebby 'bout poor Massa Will。〃
〃Jupiter; I should like to understand what it is you are talking
about。 You say your master is sick。 Hasn't he told you what ails
him?〃
〃Why; massa; 'taint worf while for to git mad about de matter
Massa Will say noffin at all aint de matter wid himbut den what
make him go about looking dis here way; wid he head down and he
soldiers up; and as white as a goose? And den he keep a syphon all
de time〃
〃Keeps a what; Jupiter?〃
〃Keeps a syphon wid de figgurs on de slatede queerest figgurs I
ebber did see。 Ise gittin' to be skeered; I tell you。 Hab for to
keep mighty tight eye 'pon him 'noovers。 Todder day he gib me slip
'fore de sun up and was gone de whole ob de blessed day。 I had a
big stick ready cut for to gib him deuced good beating when he did
comebut Ise sich a fool dat I hadn't de heart arter allhe
looked so berry poorly。〃
〃Eh?what?ah yes!upon the whole I think you had better not be
too severe with the poor fellowdon't flog him; Jupiterhe can't
very well stand itbut can you form no idea of what has occasioned
this illness; or rather this change of conduct? Has anything
unpleasant happened since I saw you?〃
〃No; massa; dey aint bin noffin onpleasant SINCE den'twas 'FORE
den I'm feared'twas de berry day you was dare。〃
〃How? what do you mean。〃
〃Why; massa; I mean de bugdare now。〃
〃The what?〃
〃De bugI'm berry sartin dat Massa Will bin bit somewhere 'bout de
head by dat goole…bug。〃
〃And what cause have you; Jupiter; for such a supposition?〃
〃Claws enuff; massa; and mouff; too。 I nebber did see sich a
deuced bughe kick and he bite eberyting what cum near him。 Massa
Will cotch him fuss; but had for to let him go 'gin mighty quick; I
tell youden was de time he must ha' got de bite。 I didn't like
de look ob de bug mouff; myself; nohow; so I wouldn't take hold oh
him wid my finger; but I cotch him wid a piece oh paper dat I
found。 I rap him up in de paper and stuff a piece of