第 5 节
作者:红色风帆      更新:2022-06-19 10:02      字数:9321
  fancy; Miss pretending; forsooth; that she was glad I had broken
  off the match; though she would have given her eyes; the little
  minx; to have had it on again。  But this was out of the question。
  My father; who had all sorts of queer notions; said I had acted
  like a rascal in the business; my mother took my part; in course;
  and declared I acted rightly; as I always did: and I got leave of
  absence from the regiment in order to press my beloved Magdalen to
  marry me out of handknowing; from reading and experience; the
  extraordinary mutability of human affairs。
  Besides; as the dear girl was seventeen years older than myself;
  and as bad in health as she was in temper; how was I to know that
  the grim king of terrors might not carry her off before she became
  mine?  With the tenderest warmth; then; and most delicate ardor; I
  continued to press my suit。  The happy day was fixedthe ever
  memorable 10th of May; 1792。  The wedding…clothes were ordered;
  and; to make things secure; I penned a little paragraph for the
  county paper to this effect:〃Marriage in High Life。  We
  understand that Ensign Stubbs; of the North Bungay Fencibles; and
  son of Thomas Stubbs; of Sloffemsquiggle; Esquire; is about to lead
  to the hymeneal altar the lovely and accomplished daughter of
  Solomon Crutty; Esquire; of the same place。  A fortune of twenty
  thousand pounds is; we hear; the lady's portion。  'None but the
  brave deserve the fair。'〃
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  〃Have you informed your relatives; my beloved?〃 said I to Magdalen;
  one day after sending the above notice; 〃will any of them attend at
  your marriage?〃
  〃Uncle Sam will; I dare say;〃 said Miss Crutty; 〃dear mamma's
  brother。〃
  〃And who WAS your dear mamma?〃 said I: for Miss Crutty's respected
  parent had been long since dead; and I never heard her name
  mentioned in the family。
  Magdalen blushed; and cast down her eyes to the ground。  〃Mamma was
  a foreigner;〃 at last she said。
  〃And of what country?〃
  〃A German。  Papa married her when she was very young:she was not
  of a very good family;〃 said Miss Crutty; hesitating。
  〃And what care I for family; my love!〃 said I; tenderly kissing the
  knuckles of the hand which I held。  〃She must have been an angel
  who gave birth to you。〃
  〃She was a shoemaker's daughter。〃
  〃A GERMAN SHOEMAKER!  Hang 'em;〃 thought I; 〃I have had enough of
  them;〃 and so broke up this conversation; which did not somehow
  please me。
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  Well; the day was drawing near: the clothes were ordered; the banns
  were read。  My dear mamma had built a cake about the size of a
  washing…tub; and I was only waiting for a week to pass to put me in
  possession of twelve thousand pounds in the FIVE per Cents; as they
  were in those days; heaven bless 'em!  Little did I know the storm
  that was brewing; and the disappointment which was to fall upon a
  young man who really did his best to get a fortune。
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  〃Oh; Robert;〃 said my Magdalen to me; two days before the match was
  to come off; 〃I have SUCH a kind letter from uncle Sam in London。
  I wrote to him as you wished。  He says that he is coming down to…
  morrow; that he has heard of you often; and knows your character
  very well; and that he has got a VERY HANDSOME PRESENT for us!
  What can it be; I wonder?〃
  〃Is he rich; my soul's adored?〃 says I。
  〃He is a bachelor; with a fine trade; and nobody to leave his money
  to。〃
  〃His present can't be less than a thousand pounds?〃 says I。
  〃Or; perhaps; a silver tea…set; and some corner…dishes;〃 says she。
  But we could not agree to this: it was too littletoo mean for a
  man of her uncle's wealth; and we both determined it must be the
  thousand pounds。
  〃Dear good uncle! he's to be here by the coach;〃 says Magdalen。
  〃Let us ask a little party to meet him。〃  And so we did; and so
  they came: my father and mother; old Crutty in his best wig; and
  the parson who was to marry us the next day。  The coach was to come
  in at six。  And there was the tea…table; and there was the punch…
  bowl; and everybody ready and smiling to receive our dear uncle
  from London。
  Six o'clock came; and the coach; and the man from the 〃Green
  Dragon〃 with a portmanteau; and a fat old gentleman walking behind;
  of whom I just caught a glimpsea venerable old gentleman: I
  thought I'd seen him before。
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  Then there was a ring at the bell; then a scuffling and bumping in
  the passage: then old Crutty rushed out; and a great laughing and
  talking; and 〃HOW ARE YOU?〃 and so on; was heard at the door; and
  then the parlor…door was flung open; and Crutty cried out with a
  loud voice
  〃Good people all! my brother…in…law; Mr。 STIFFELKIND!〃
  MR。 STIFFELKIND!I trembled as I heard the name!
  Miss Crutty kissed him; mamma made him a curtsy; and papa made him
  a bow; and Dr。 Snorter; the parson; seized his hand and shook it
  most warmly: then came my turn!
  〃Vat!〃 says he。  〃It is my dear goot yong frend from Doctor
  Schvis'hentail's! is dis de yong gentleman's honorable moder〃
  (mamma smiled and made a curtsy); 〃and dis his fader?  Sare and
  madam; you should be broud of soch a sonn。  And you my niece; if
  you have him for a husband you vill be locky; dat is all。  Vat dink
  you; broder Croty; and Madame Stobbs; I 'ave made your sonn's
  boots!  Haha!〃
  My mamma laughed; and said; 〃I did not know it; but I am sure; sir;
  he has as pretty a leg for a boot as any in the whole county。〃
  Old Stiffelkind roared louder。  〃A very nice leg; ma'am; and a very
  SHEAP BOOT TOO。  Vat! did you not know I make his boots?  Perhaps
  you did not know something else toop'raps you did not know〃 (and
  here the monster clapped his hand on the table and made the punch…
  ladle tremble in the bowl)〃p'raps you did not know as dat yong
  man; dat Stobbs; dat sneaking; baltry; squinting fellow; is as
  vicked as he is ogly。  He bot a pair of boots from me and never
  paid for dem。  Dat is noting; nobody never pays; but he bought a
  pair of boots; and called himself Lord Cornvallis。  And I was fool
  enough to believe him vonce。  But look you; niece Magdalen; I 'ave
  got five tousand pounds: if you marry him I vill not give you a
  benny。  But look you what I will gif you: I bromised you a bresent;
  and I will give you DESE!〃
  And the old monster produced THOSE VERY BOOTS which Swishtail had
  made him take back。
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  I DIDN'T marry Miss Crutty: I am not sorry for it though。  She was
  a nasty; ugly; ill…tempered wretch; and I've always said so ever
  since。
  And all this arose from those infernal boots; and that unlucky
  paragraph in the county paperI'll tell you how。
  In the first place; it was taken up as a quiz by one of the wicked;
  profligate; unprincipled organs of the London press; who chose to
  be very facetious about the 〃Marriage in High Life;〃 and made all
  sorts of jokes about me and my dear Miss Crutty。
  Secondly; it was read in this London paper by my mortal enemy;
  Bunting; who had been introduced to old Stiffelkind's acquaintance
  by my adventure with him; and had his shoes made regularly by that
  foreign upstart。
  Thirdly; he happened to want a pair of shoes mended at this
  particular period; and as he was measured by the disgusting old
  High…Dutch cobbler; he told him his old friend Stubbs was going to
  be married。
  〃And to whom?〃 said old Stiffelkind。  〃To a voman wit geld; I vill
  take my oath。〃
  〃Yes;〃 says Bunting; 〃a country girla Miss Magdalen Carotty or
  Crotty; at a place called Sloffemsquiggle。〃
  〃SHLOFFEMSCHWIEGEL!〃 bursts out the dreadful bootmaker。  〃Mein
  Gott; mein Gott! das geht nicht!  I tell you; sare; it is no go。
  Miss Crotty is my niece。  I vill go down myself。  I vill never let
  her marry dat goot…for…nothing schwindler and tief。〃  SUCH was the
  language that the scoundrel ventured to use regarding me!
  JUNE。MARROWBONES AND CLEAVERS。
  Was there ever such confounded ill…luck?  My whole life has been a
  tissue of ill…luck: although I have labored perhaps harder than any
  man to make a fortune; something always tumbled it down。  In love
  and in war I was not like others。  In my marriages; I had an eye to
  the main chance; and you see how some unlucky blow would come and
  throw them over。  In the army I was just as prudent; and just as
  unfortunate。  What with judicious betting; and horse…swapping;
  good…luck at billiards; and economy; I do believe I put by my pay
  every year;and that is what few can say who have but an allowance
  of a hundred a year。
  I'll tell you how it was。  I used to be very kind to the young men;
  I chose their horses for them; and their wine: and showed them how
  to play billiards; or ecarte; of