第 2 节
作者:人生几何      更新:2021-02-18 23:35      字数:9308
  are all plucked; the privilege ceases。
  So intent were the servants upon their sports that we had to ring
  repeatedly before we could make ourselves heard。 On our arrival
  being announced; the squire came out to receive us; accompanied by his
  two other sons; one a young officer in the army; home on leave of
  absence; the other an Oxonian; just from the university。 The squire
  was a fine healthy…looking old gentleman; with silver hair curling
  lightly round an open florid countenance; in which the
  physiognomist; with the advantage; like myself; of a previous hint
  or two; might discover a singular mixture of whim and benevolence。
  The family meeting was warm and affectionate: as the evening was far
  advanced; the squire would not permit us to change our travelling
  dresses; but ushered us at once to the company; which was assembled in
  a large old…fashioned hall。 It was composed of different branches of a
  numerous family connection; where there were the usual proportion of
  old uncles and aunts; comfortable married dames; superannuated
  spinsters; blooming country cousins; half…fledged striplings; and
  bright…eyed boarding…school hoydens。 They were variously occupied;
  some at a round game of cards; others conversing around the fireplace;
  at one end of the hall was a group of the young folks; some nearly
  grown up; others of a more tender and budding age; fully engrossed
  by a merry game; and a profusion of wooden horses; penny trumpets; and
  tattered dolls; about the floor; showed traces of a troop of little
  fairy beings; who; having frolicked through a happy day; had been
  carried off to slumber through a peaceful night。
  While the mutual greetings were going on between young Bracebridge
  and his relatives; I had time to scan the apartment。 I have called
  it a hall; for so it had certainly been in old times; and the squire
  had evidently endeavored to restore it to something of its primitive
  state。 Over the heavy projecting fireplace was suspended a picture
  of a warrior in armor; standing by a white horse; and on the
  opposite wall hung a helmet; buckler; and lance。 At one end an
  enormous pair of antlers were inserted in the wall; the branches
  serving as hooks on which to suspend hats; whips; and spurs; and in
  the corners of the apartment were fowling…pieces; fishing…rods; and
  other sporting implements。 The furniture was of the cumbrous
  workmanship of former days; though some articles of modern convenience
  had been added; and the oaken floor had been carpeted; so that the
  whole presented an odd mixture of parlor and hall。
  The grate had been removed from the wide overwhelming fireplace;
  to make way for a fire of wood; in the midst of which was an
  enormous log glowing and blazing; and sending forth a vast volume of
  light and heat: this I understood was the Yule clog; which the
  squire was particular in having brought in and illumined on a
  Christmas eve; according to an ancient custom。*
  * The Yule clog is a great log of wood; sometimes the root of a
  tree; brought into the house with great ceremony; on Christmas eve;
  laid in the fireplace; and lighted with the brand of last year's clog。
  While it lasted; there was great drinking; singing; and telling of
  tales。 Sometimes it was accompanied by Christmas candles; but in the
  cottages the only light was from the ruddy blaze of the great wood
  fire。 The Yule clog was to burn all night; if it went out; it was
  considered a sign of ill luck。
  Herrick mentions it in one of his songs:…
  Come; bring with a noise;
  My merrie; merrie boyes;
  The Christmas log to the firing;
  While my good dame; she
  Bids ye all be free;
  And drink to your hearts desiring。
  The Yule clog is still burnt in many farmhouses and kitchens in
  England; particularly in the north; and there are several
  superstitions connected with it among the peasantry。 If a squinting
  person come to the house while it is burning; or a person
  barefooted; it is considered an ill omen。 The brand remaining from the
  Yule clog is carefully put away to light the next year's Christmas
  fire。
  It was really delightful to see the old squire seated in his
  hereditary elbow chair; by the hospitable fireside of his ancestors;
  and looking around him like the sun of a system; beaming warmth and
  gladness to every heart。 Even the very dog that lay stretched at his
  feet; as he lazily shifted his position and yawned; would look
  fondly up in his master's face; wag his tail against the floor; and
  stretch himself again to sleep; confident of kindness and
  protection。 There is an emanation from the heart in genuine
  hospitality which cannot be described; but is immediately felt; and
  puts the stranger at once at his ease。 I had not been seated many
  minutes by the comfortable hearth of the worthy old cavalier; before I
  found myself as much at home as if I had been one of the family。
  Supper was announced shortly after our arrival。 It was served up
  in a spacious oaken chamber; the panels of which shone with wax; and
  around which were several family portraits decorated with holly and
  ivy。 Besides the accustomed lights; two great wax tapers; called
  Christmas candles; wreathed with greens; were placed on a
  highly…polished beaufet among the family plate。 The table was
  abundantly spread with substantial fare; but the squire made his
  supper of frumenty; a dish made of wheat cakes boiled in milk; with
  rich spices; being a standing dish in old times for Christmas eve。
  I was happy to find my old friend; minced pie; in the retinue of the
  feast; and finding him to be perfectly orthodox; and that I need not
  be ashamed of my predilection; I greeted him with all the warmth
  wherewith we usually greet an old and very genteel acquaintance。
  The mirth of the company was greatly promoted by the humors of an
  eccentric personage whom Mr。 Bracebridge always addressed with the
  quaint appellation of Master Simon。 He was a tight brisk little man;
  with the air of an arrant old bachelor。 His nose was shaped like the
  bill of a parrot; his face slightly pitted with the small…pox; with
  a dry perpetual bloom on it; like a frostbitten leaf in autumn。 He had
  an eye of great quickness and vivacity; with a drollery and lurking
  waggery of expression that was irresistible。 He was evidently the
  wit of the family; dealing very much in sly jokes and inuendoes with
  the ladies; and making infinite merriment by harping upon old
  themes; which; unfortunately; my ignorance of the family chronicles
  did not permit me to enjoy。 It seemed to be his great delight during
  supper to keep a young girl next him in a continual agony of stifled
  laughter; in spite of her awe of the reproving looks of her mother;
  who sat opposite。 Indeed; he was the idol of the younger part of the
  company; who laughed at every thing he said or did; and at every
  turn of his countenance。 I could not wonder at it; for he must have
  been a miracle of accomplishments in their eyes。 He could imitate
  Punch and Judy; make an old woman of his hand; with the assistance
  of a burnt cork and pocket…handkerchief; and cut an orange into such a
  ludicrous caricature; that the young folks were ready to die with
  laughing。
  I was let briefly into his history by Frank Bracebridge。 He was an
  old bachelor; of a small independent income; which; by careful
  management; was sufficient for all his wants。 He revolved through
  the family system like a vagrant comet in its orbit; sometimes
  visiting one branch; and sometimes another quite remote; as is often
  the case with gentlemen of extensive connections and small fortunes in
  England。 He had a chirping buoyant disposition; always enjoying the
  present moment; and his frequent change of scene and company prevented
  his acquiring those rusty unaccommodating habits; with which old
  bachelors are so uncharitably charged。 He was a complete family
  chronicle; being versed in the genealogy; history; and
  intermarriages of the whole house of Bracebridge; which made him a
  great favorite with the old folks; he was a beau of all the elder
  ladies and superannuated spinsters; among whom he was habitually
  considered rather a young fellow; and he was master of the revels
  among the children; so that there was not a more popular being in
  the sphere in which he moved than Mr。 Simon Bracebridge。 Of late
  years; he had resided almost entirely with the squire; to whom he
  had become a factotum; and whom he particularly delighted by jumping
  with his humor in respect to old times; and by having a scrap of an
  old song to suit every occasion。 We had presently a specimen of his
  last…mentioned talent; for no sooner was supper removed; and spiced
  wines and other beverages peculiar to the season introduced; than
  Master Simon was called on for a good old Christmas song。 He bethought
  himself for a moment; and then; with a sparkle of the eye; and a voice
  that was by no means bad; excepting that it ran occasionally into a
  falsetto; like the notes of a split reed; he quavered forth a quaint
  old ditty。