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said:  〃I see you have been here before; sir。〃

〃No;〃 said I; 〃never; but I have read about the Tomen Bala in 
books; both Welsh and English。〃

〃You have; sir;〃 said Tom。  〃Well; I am rejoiced to see so book…
learned a gentleman in our house。  The Tomen Bala has puzzled many 
a head。  What do the books which mention it say about it; your 
honour?〃

〃Very little;〃 said I; 〃beyond mentioning it; what do the people 
here say of it?〃

〃All kinds of strange things; your honour。〃

〃Do they say who built it?〃

〃Some say the Tylwyth Teg built it; others that it was cast up over 
a dead king by his people。  The truth is; nobody here knows who 
built it; or anything about it; save that it is a wonder。  Ah; 
those people of Llangollen can show nothing like it。〃

〃Come;〃 said I; 〃you must not be so hard upon the people of 
Llangollen。  They appear to me upon the whole to be an eminently 
respectable body。〃

The Celtic waiter gave a genuine French shrug。  〃Excuse me; your 
honour; for being of a different opinion。  They are all drunkards。〃

〃I have occasionally seen drunken people at Llangollen;〃 said I; 
〃but I have likewise seen a great many sober。〃

〃That is; your honour; you have seen them in their sober moments; 
but if you had watched; your honour; if you had kept your eye on 
them; you would have seen them reeling too。〃

〃That I can hardly believe;〃 said I。

〃Your honour can't! but I can who know them。  They are all 
drunkards; and nobody can live among them without being a drunkard。  
There was my nephew … 〃

〃What of him?〃 said I。

〃Why he went to Llangollen; your honour; and died of a drunken 
fever in less than a month。〃

〃Well; but might he not have died of the same; if he had remained 
at home?〃

〃No; your honour; no! he lived here many a year; and never died of 
a drunken fever; he was rather fond of liquor; it is true; but he 
never died at Bala of a drunken fever; but when he went to 
Llangollen he did。  Now; your honour; if there is not something 
more drunken about Llangollen than about Bala; why did my nephew 
die at Llangollen of a drunken fever?〃

〃Really;〃 said I; 〃you are such a close reasoner; that I do not 
like to dispute with you。  One observation however; I wish to make:  
I have lived at Llangollen; without; I hope; becoming a drunkard。〃

〃Oh; your honour is out of the question;〃 said the Celtic waiter 
with a strange grimace。  〃Your honour is an Englishman; an English 
gentleman; and of course could live all the days of your life at 
Llangollen without being a drunkard; he; he!  Who ever heard of an 
Englishman; especially an English gentleman; being a drunkard; he; 
he; he。  And now; your honour; pray excuse me; for I must go and 
see that your honour's dinner is being got ready in a suitable 
manner。〃

Thereupon he left me with a bow yet lower than any I had previously 
seen him make。  If his manners put me in mind of those of a 
Frenchman; his local prejudices brought powerfully to my 
recollection those of a Spaniard。  Tom Jenkins swears by Bala and 
abuses Llangollen; and calls its people drunkards; just as a 
Spaniard exalts his own village and vituperates the next and its 
inhabitants; whom; though he will not call them drunkards; unless 
indeed he happens to be a Gallegan; he will not hesitate to term 
〃una caterva de pillos y embusteros。〃

The dinner when it appeared was excellent; and consisted of many 
more articles than I had ordered。  After dinner; as I sat 
〃trifling〃 with my cold brandy and water; an individual entered; a 
short thick dumpy man about thirty; with brown clothes and a broad 
hat; and holding in his hand a large leather bag。  He gave me a 
familiar nod; and passing by the table at which I sat; to one near 
the window; he flung the bag upon it; and seating himself in a 
chair with his profile towards me; he untied the bag; from which he 
poured a large quantity of sovereigns upon the table and fell to 
counting them。  After counting them three times he placed them 
again in the bag which he tied up; then taking a small book; 
seemingly an account…book; out of his pocket; he wrote something in 
it with a pencil; then putting it in his pocket he took the bag and 
unlocking a beaufet which stood at some distance behind him against 
the wall; he put the bag into a drawer; then again locking the 
beaufet he sat down in the chair; then tilting the chair back upon 
its hind legs he kept swaying himself backwards and forwards upon 
it; his toes sometimes upon the ground; sometimes mounting until 
they tapped against the nether side of the table; surveying me all 
the time with a queer kind of a side glance; and occasionally 
ejecting saliva upon the carpet in the direction of place where I 
sat。

〃Fine weather; sir;〃 said I; at last; rather tired of being skewed 
and spit at in this manner。

〃Why yaas;〃 said the figure; 〃the day is tolerably fine; but I have 
seen a finer。〃

〃Well; I don't remember to have seen one;〃 said I; 〃it is as fine a 
day as I have seen during the present season; and finer weather 
than I have seen during this season I do not think I ever saw 
before。〃

〃The weather is fine enough for Britain;〃 said the figure; 〃but 
there are other countries besides Britain。〃

〃Why;〃 said I; 〃there's the States; 'tis true。〃

〃Ever been in the States; Mr?〃 said the figure quickly。

〃Have I ever been in the States;〃 said I; 〃have I ever been in the 
States?〃

〃Perhaps you are of the States; Mr; I thought so from the first。〃

〃The States are fine countries;〃 said I。

〃I guess they are; Mr。〃

〃It would be no easy matter to whip the States。〃

〃So I should guess; Mr。〃

〃That is; single…handed;〃 said I。

〃Single…handed; no nor double…handed either。  Let England and 
France and the State which they are now trying to whip without 
being able to do it; that's Russia; all unite in a union to whip 
the Union; and if instead of whipping the States they don't get a 
whipping themselves; call me a braying jackass … 〃

〃I see; Mr;〃 said I; 〃that you are a sensible man; because you 
speak very much my own opinion。  However; as I am an unprejudiced 
person; like yourself; I wish to do justice to other countries … 
the States are fine countries … but there are other fine countries 
in the world。  I say nothing of England; catch me saying anything 
good of England; but I call Wales a fine country; gainsay it who 
may; I call Wales a fine country。〃

〃So it is; Mr。〃

〃I'll go farther;〃 said I; 〃I wish to do justice to everything:  I 
call the Welsh a fine language。〃

〃So it is; Mr。  Ah; I see you are an unprejudiced man。  You don't 
understand Welsh; I guess。〃

〃I don't understand Welsh;〃 said I; 〃I don't understand Welsh。  
That's what I call a good one。〃

〃Medrwch siarad Cumraeg?〃 said the short figure spitting on the 
carpet。

〃Medraf;〃 said I。

〃You can; Mr!  Well; if that don't whip the Union。  But I see:  you 
were born in the States of Welsh parents。〃

〃No harm in being born in the States of Welsh parents;〃 said I。

〃None at all; Mr; I was myself; and the first language I learnt to 
speak was Welsh。  Did your people come from Bala; Mr?〃

〃Why no!  Did yourn?〃

〃Why yaas … at least from the neighbourhood。  What State do you 
come from?  Virginny?〃

〃Why no!〃

〃Perhaps Pensilvany country?〃

〃Pensilvany is a fine State;〃 said I。

〃So it is; Mr。 Oh; that is your State; is it?  I come from 
Varmont。〃

〃You do; do you?  Well; Varmont is not a bad state; but not equal 
to Pensilvany; and I'll tell you two reasons why; first it has not 
been so long settled; and second there is not so much Welsh blood 
in it as there is in Pensilvany。〃

〃Is there much Welsh blood in Pensilvany then?〃

〃Plenty; Mr; plenty。  Welsh flocked over to Pensilvany even as far 
back as the time of William Pen; who as you know; Mr; was the first 
founder of the Pensilvany State。  And that puts me in mind that 
there is a curious account extant of the adventures of one of the 
old Welsh settlers in Pensilvania。  It is to be found in a letter 
in an old Welsh book。  The letter is dated 1705; and is from one 
Huw Jones; born of Welsh parents in Pensilvany country; to a cousin 
of his of the same name residing in the neighbourhood of this very 
town of Bala in Merionethshire; where you and I; Mr; now are。  It 
is in answer to certain inquiries made by the cousin; and is 
written in pure old Welsh language。  It gives an account of how the 
writer's father left this neighbourhood to go to Pensilvania; how 
he embarked on board the ship WILLIAM PEN; how he was thirty weeks 
on the voyage from the Thames to the Delaware。  Only think; Mr; of 
a ship now…a…days being thirty weeks on the passage from the Thames 
to the Delaware river; how he learnt the English language on the 
voyage; how he and his companions nearly perished with hunger in 
the wild wood after they landed; how Pensilvania city was built; 
how he became a farmer and married a Welsh woman; the widow of a 
Welshman from shire Denbigh; by whom he had the writer and several 
other children; how the father used to talk to his children about 
his native region and the places round about Bala; and fill their 
breasts with longing for the land of their fathers; and finally how 
the old man died leaving his children and their mother in 
prosperous circumstances。  It is a wonderful letter; Mr; all 
written in the pure old Welsh language。〃

〃I say; Mr; you are a cute one and know a thing or two。  I suppose 
Welsh was the first language you learnt; like myself?〃

〃No; it wasn't … I like to speak the truth … never took to either 
speaking or reading the Welsh language till I was past sixteen。〃

〃'Stonishing! but see the force of blood at last。  In any line of 
business?〃

〃No; Mr; can't say I am。〃

〃Have money in your pocket; and travel for pleasure。  Come to see 
father's land。〃

〃Come to see old Wales。  And what brings you here; Hiraeth?〃

〃That's longing。  No; not exactly。  Came over to England to see 
what I could do。  Got in with house at Liverpool in the drapery 
business。  Travel for it hereabouts; having connections and 
speaking the language。  Do branch business here for a banking…house 
besides。  Manage to get on smartly。〃

〃You look a smart 'un。  But don't you find it sometimes hard to 
compete with English travellers in the drapery line?〃

〃I guess not。  English travellers! set of nat'rals。  Don't know the 
language and nothing else。  Could whip a dozen any day。  Regularly 
flummox them。〃

〃You do; Mr?  Ah; I see you're a cute 'un。  Glad to have met you。〃

〃I say; Mr; you have not told me from what county your forefathers 
were。〃

〃From Norfolk and Cornwall counties。〃

〃Didn't know there were such counties in Wales。〃

〃But there are in England。〃

〃Why; you told me you were of Welsh parents。〃

〃No; I didn't。  You told yourself so。〃

〃But how did you come to know Welsh?〃

〃Why; that's my bit of a secret。〃

〃But you are of the United States?〃

〃Never knew that before。〃

〃Mr; you flummox me。〃

〃Just as you do the English drapery travellers。  Ah; you're a cute 
'un … but do you think it altogether a cute trick to stow all those 

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