第 24 节
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  and giving grounds for tennis and golf clubs。  Clever Southern
  people!  The money returned to them a hundredfold; and they lived
  to see their wild coast become the chosen residence of the
  wealthiest aristocracy in Europe; and the rocky hillsides blossom
  into terrace above terrace of villa gardens; where palm and rose
  and geranium vie with the olive and the mimosa to shade the white
  villas from the sun。  To…day; no little town on the coast is
  without its English chapel; British club; tennis ground; and golf
  links。  On a fair day at Monte Carlo; Nice; or Cannes; the
  prevailing conversation is in English; and the handsome; well…
  dressed sons of Albion lounge along beside their astonishing
  womankind as thoroughly at home as on Bond Street。
  Those wonderful English women are the source of unending marvel and
  amusement to the French。  They can never understand them; and small
  wonder; for with the exception of the small 〃set〃 that surrounds
  the Prince of Wales; who are dressed in the Parisian fashion; all
  English women seem to be overwhelmed with regret at not being born
  men; and to have spent their time and ingenuity since; in trying to
  make up for nature's mistake。  Every masculine garment is twisted
  by them to fit the female figure; their conversation; like that of
  their brothers; is about horses and dogs; their hats and gloves are
  the same as the men's; and when with their fine; large feet in
  stout shoes they start off; with that particular swinging gait that
  makes the skirt seem superfluous; for a stroll of twenty miles or
  so; Englishwomen do seem to the uninitiated to have succeeded in
  their ambition of obliterating the difference between the sexes。
  It is of an evening; however; when concealment is no longer
  possible; that the native taste bursts forth; the Anglo…Saxon
  standing declared in all her plainness。  Strong is the contrast
  here; where they are placed side by side with all that Europe holds
  of elegant; and well…dressed Frenchwomen; whether of the 〃world〃 or
  the 〃half…world;〃 are invariably marvels of fitness and freshness;
  the simplest materials being converted by their skilful touch into
  toilettes; so artfully adapted to the wearer's figure and
  complexion; as to raise such 〃creations〃 to the level of a fine
  art。
  An artist feels; he must fix on canvas that particular combination
  of colors or that wonderful line of bust and hip。  It is with a
  shudder that he turns to the British matron; for she has probably;
  for this occasion; draped herself in an 〃art material;〃 …
  principally 〃Liberty〃 silks of dirty greens and blues (aesthetic
  shades!)。  He is tempted to cry out in his disgust: 〃Oh; Liberty!
  Liberty!  How many crimes are committed in thy name!〃  It is one of
  the oddest things in the world that the English should have elected
  to live so much in France; for there are probably nowhere two
  peoples so diametrically opposed on every point; or who so
  persistently and wilfully misunderstand each other; as the English
  and the French。
  It has been my fate to live a good deal on both sides of the
  Channel; and nothing is more amusing than to hear the absurdities
  that are gravely asserted by each of their neighbors。  To a Briton;
  a Frenchman will always be 〃either tiger or monkey〃 according to
  Voltaire; while to the French mind English gravity is only
  hypocrisy to cover every vice。  Nothing pleases him so much as a
  great scandal in England; he will gleefully bring you a paper
  containing the account of it; to prove how true is his opinion。  It
  is quite useless to explain to the British mind; as I have often
  tried to do; that all Frenchmen do not pass their lives drinking
  absinthe on the boulevards; and as Englishmen seem to leave their
  morals in a valise at Dover when off for a visit to Paris; to be
  picked up on their return; it is time lost to try to make a Gaul
  understand what good husbands and fathers the sons of Albion are。
  These two great nations seem to stand in the relation to each other
  that Rome and Greece held。  The English are the conquerors of the
  world; and its great colonizers; with a vast capital in which
  wealth and misery jostle each other on the streets; a hideous
  conglomeration of buildings and monuments; without form and void;
  very much as old Rome must have been under the Caesars; enormous
  buildings without taste; and enormous wealth。  The French have
  inherited the temperament of the Greeks。  The drama; painting; and
  sculpture are the preoccupation of the people。  The yearly
  exhibitions are; for a month before they open; the unique subject
  of conversation in drawing…room or club。  The state protects the
  artist and buys his work。  Their CONSERVATOIRES form the singers;
  and their schools the painters and architects of Europe and
  America。
  The English copy them in their big way; just as the Romans copied
  the masterpieces of Greek art; while they despised the authors。  It
  is rare that a play succeeds in Paris which is not instantly
  translated and produced in London; often with the adapter's name
  printed on the programme in place of the author's; the French…man;
  who only wrote it; being ignored。  Just as the Greeks faded away
  and disappeared before their Roman conquerors; it is to be feared
  that in our day this people of a finer clay will succumb。  The
  〃defects of their qualities〃 will be their ruin。  They will stop at
  home; occupied with literature and art; perfecting their dainty
  cities; while their tougher neighbors are dominating the globe;
  imposing their language and customs on the conquered peoples or the
  earth。  One feels this on the Riviera。  It reminds you of the
  cuckoo who; once installed in a robin's nest; that seems to him
  convenient and warmly located in the sunshine; ends by kicking out
  all the young robins。
  CHAPTER 23 … A Common Weakness
  GOVERNMENTS may change and all the conditions of life be modified;
  but certain ambitions and needs of man remain immutable。  Climates;
  customs; centuries; have in no way diminished the craving for
  consideration; the desire to be somebody; to bear some mark
  indicating to the world that one is not as other men。
  For centuries titles supplied the want。  This satisfaction has been
  denied to us; so ambitious souls are obliged to seek other means to
  feed their vanity。
  Even before we were born into the world of nations; an attempt was
  made amongst the aristocratically minded court surrounding our
  chief magistrate; to form a society that should (without the name)
  be the beginning of a class apart。
  The order of the Cincinnati was to have been the nucleus of an
  American nobility。  The tendencies of this society are revealed by
  the fact that primogeniture was its fundamental law。  Nothing could
  have been more opposed to the spirit of the age; nor more at
  variance with the declaration of our independence; than the
  insertion of such a clause。  This fact was discovered by the far…
  seeing eye of Washington; and the society was suppressed in the
  hope (shared by almost all contemporaries) that with new forms of
  government the nature of man would undergo a transformation and
  rise above such puerile ambitions。
  Time has shown the fallacy of these dreams。  All that has been
  accomplished is the displacement of the objective point; the
  desire; the mania for a handle to one's name is as prevalent as
  ever。  Leave the centres of civilization and wander in the small
  towns and villages of our country。  Every other man you meet is
  introduced as the Colonel or the Judge; and you will do well not to
  inquire too closely into the matter; nor to ask to see the title…
  deeds to such distinctions。  On the other hand; to omit his prefix
  in addressing one of these local magnates; would be to offend him
  deeply。  The women…folk were quick to borrow a little of this
  distinction; and in Washington to…day one is gravely presented to
  Mrs。 Senator Smith or Mrs。 Colonel Jones。  The climax being reached
  by one aspiring female who styles herself on her visiting cards;
  〃Mrs。 Acting…Assistant…Paymaster Robinson。〃  If by any chance it
  should occur to any one to ask her motive in sporting such an
  unwieldy handle; she would say that she did it 〃because one can't
  be going about explaining that one is not just ordinary Mrs。
  Robinson or Thompson; like the thousand others in town。〃  A woman
  who cannot find an excuse for assuming such a prefix will sometime
  have recourse to another stratagem; to particularize an ordinary
  surname。  She remembers that her husband; who ever since he was
  born has been known to everybody as Jim; is the proud possessor of
  the middle name Ivanhoe; or Pericles (probably the result of a
  romantic mother's reading); so one fine day the young couple bloom
  out as Mr。 and Mrs。 J。 Pericles Sparks; to the amusement of their
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