第 4 节
作者:点绛唇      更新:2021-02-19 21:08      字数:9322
  philosophy; with other new views; alike in things natural and
  unnatural; and immortally hopeful; is forever making new
  flower…beds even on the north side of the house where the bleak
  mountain wind would scarce allow the wiry weed called hard…hack
  to gain a thorough footing; and on the road…side sets out mere
  pipe…stems of young elms; though there is no hope of any shade
  from them; except over the ruins of her great granddaughter's
  gravestones; and won't wear caps; but plaits her gray hair; and
  takes the Ladies' Magazine for the fashions; and always buys her
  new almanac a month before the new year; and rises at dawn; and
  to the warmest sunset turns a cold shoulder; and still goes on at
  odd hours with her new course of history; and her French; and her
  music; and likes a young company; and offers to ride young colts;
  and sets out young suckers in the orchard; and has a spite
  against my elbowed old grape…vine; and my club…footed old
  neighbor; and my claw…footed old chair; and above all; high above
  all; would fain persecute; until death; my high…mantled old
  chimney。 By what perverse magic; I a thousand times think; does
  such a very autumnal old lady have such a very vernal young soul?
  When I would remonstrate at times; she spins round on me with;
  〃Oh; don't you grumble; old man (she always calls me old man);
  it's I; young I; that keep you from stagnating。〃 Well; I suppose
  it is so。 Yea; after all; these things are well ordered。 My wife;
  as one of her poor relations; good soul; intimates; is the salt
  of the earth; and none the less the salt of my sea; which
  otherwise were unwholesome。 She is its monsoon; too; blowing a
  brisk gale over it; in the one steady direction of my chimney。
  Not insensible of her superior energies; my wife has frequently
  made me propositions to take upon herself all the
  responsibilities of my affairs。 She is desirous that;
  domestically; I should abdicate; that; renouncing further rule;
  like the venerable Charles V; I should retire intoo some sort of
  monastery。 But indeed; the chimney excepted; I have little
  authority to lay down。 By my wife's ingenious application of the
  principle that certain things belong of right to female
  jurisdiction; I find myself; through my easy compliances;
  insensibly stripped by degrees of one masculine prerogative after
  another。 In a dream I go about my fields; a sort of lazy;
  happy…go…lucky; good…for…nothing; loafing old Lear。 Only by some
  sudden revelation am I reminded who is over me; as year before
  last; one day seeing in one corner of the premises fresh deposits
  of mysterious boards and timbers; the oddity of the incident at
  length begat serious meditation。 〃Wife;〃 said I; 〃whose boards
  and timbers are those I see near the orchard there? Do you know
  anything about them; wife? Who put them there? You know I do not
  like the neighbors to use my land that way; they should ask
  permission first。〃
  She regarded me with a pitying smile。
  〃Why; old man; don't you know I am building a new barn? Didn't
  you know that; old man?〃
  This is the poor old lady who was accusing me of tyrannizing over
  her。
  To return now to the chimney。 Upon being assured of the futility
  of her proposed hall; so long as the obstacle remained; for a
  time my wife was for a modified project。 But I could never
  exactly comprehend it。 As far as I could see through it; it
  seemed to involve the general idea of a sort of irregular
  archway; or elbowed tunnel; which was to penetrate the chimney at
  some convenient point under the staircase; and carefully avoiding
  dangerous contact with the  fireplaces; and particularly steering
  clear of the great interior flue; was to conduct the enterprising
  traveler from the front door all the way into the dining…room in
  the remote rear of the mansion。 Doubtless it was a bold stroke of
  genius; that plan of hers; and so was Nero's when he schemed his
  grand canal through the Isthmus of Corinth。 Nor will I take oath;
  that; had her project been accomplished; then; by help of lights
  hung at judicious intervals through the tunnel; some Belzoni or
  other might have succeeded in future ages in penetrating through
  the masonry; and actually emerging into the dining…room; and once
  there; it would have been inhospitable treatment of such a
  traveler to have denied him a recruiting meal。
  But my bustling wife did not restrict her objections; nor in the
  end confine her proposed alterations to the first floor。 Her
  ambition was of the mounting order。 She ascended with her schemes
  to the second floor; and so to the attic。 Perhaps there was some
  small ground for her discontent with things as they were。 The
  truth is; there was no regular passage…way up…stairs or down;
  unless we again except that little orchestra…gallery before
  mentioned。 And all this was owing to the chimney; which my
  gamesome spouse seemed despitefully to regard as the bully of the
  house。 On all its four sides; nearly all the chambers sidled up
  to the chimney for the benefit of a fireplace。 The chimney would
  not go to them; they must needs go to it。 The consequence was;
  almost every room; like a philosophical system; was in itself an
  entry; or passage…way to other rooms; and systems of roomsa
  whole suite of entries; in fact。 Going through the house; you
  seem to be forever going somewhere; and getting nowhere。 It is
  like losing one's self in the woods; round and round the chimney
  you go; and if you arrive at all; it is just where you started;
  and so you begin again; and again get nowhere。 Indeedthough I
  say it not in the way of faultfinding at allnever was there so
  labyrinthine an abode。 Guests will tarry with me several weeks
  and every now and then; be anew astonished at some unforseen
  apartment。
  The puzzling nature of the mansion; resulting from the chimney;
  is peculiarly noticeable in the dining…room; which has no less
  than nine doors; opening in all directions; and into all sorts of
  places。 A stranger for the first time entering this dining…room;
  and naturally taking no special heed at which door he entered;
  will; upon rising to depart; commit the strangest blunders。 Such;
  for instance; as opening the first door that comes handy; and
  finding himself stealing up…stairs by the back passage。 Shutting
  that he will proceed to another; and be aghast at the cellar
  yawning at his feet。 Trying a third; he surprises the housemaid
  at her work。 In the end; no more relying on his own unaided
  efforts; he procures a trusty guide in some passing person; and
  in good time successfully emerges。 Perhaps as curious a blunder
  as any; was that of a certain stylish young gentleman; a great
  exquisite; in whose judicious eyes my daughter Anna had found
  especial favor。 He called upon the young lady one evening; and
  found her alone in the dining…room at her needlework。 He stayed
  rather late; and after abundance of superfine discourse; all the
  while retaining his hat and cane; made his profuse adieus; and
  with repeated graceful bows proceeded to depart; after fashion of
  courtiers from the Queen; and by so doing; opening a door at
  random; with one hand placed behind; very effectually succeeded
  in backing himself into a dark pantry; where be carefully shut
  himself up; wondering there was no light in the entry。 After
  several strange noises as of a cat among the crockery; he
  reappeared through the same door; looking uncommonly crestfallen;
  and; with a deeply embarrassed air; requested my daughter to
  designate at which of the nine he should find exit。 When the
  mischievous Anna told me the story; she said it was surprising
  how unaffected and matter…of…fact the young gentleman's manner
  was after his reappearance。 He was more candid than ever; to be
  sure; having inadvertently thrust his white kids into an open
  drawer of Havana sugar; under the impression; probably; that
  being what they call 〃a sweet fellow;〃 his route might possibly
  lie in that direction。
  Another inconvenience resulting from the chimney is; the
  bewilderment of a guest in gaining his chamber; many strange
  doors lying between him and it。 To direct him by finger…posts
  would look rather queer; and just as queer in him to be knocking
  at every door on his route; like London's city guest; the king;
  at Temple…Bar。
  Now; of all these things and many; many more; my family
  continually complained。 At last my wife came out with her
  sweeping propositionin toto to abolish the chimney。
  〃What!〃 said I; 〃abolish the chimney? To take out the backbone of
  anything; wife; is a hazardous affair。   Spines out of backs; and
  chimneys out of houses; are not to be taken like frosted lead
  pipes from the ground。 Besides;〃 added I; 〃the chimney is the one
  grand permanence of this abode。 If undisturbed by innovators;
  then in future ages; when all the house shall have crumbled from
  it; this chimney will still survivea Bunker Hill monument。 No;
  no; wife; I can't abolish my backbone。〃