Peter Jackson is a loud-mouthed fool, and his wife is a warrior10. She has the jaw11 of a[Pg 62] prize-fighter. Jim was dissecting12 the front wheel of his old bicycle the other night at the door, and I stopped to give him a hand with the balls. His mother came to the door.
"Jim!" she rasped, "come away to yer bed!"
"Wait till Aw get thae balls in, mother," he pleaded.
"Come away to yer bed this meenute!" she bawled13, "or Aw'll gie ye the biggest thrashin' ye ever got in yer life!" And the poor boy had to leave his cycle and obey.
"What about this?" I said to the mother, and I pointed14 to the cycle.
"He'd no business takin' it to bits," she shouted and she slammed the door.
Poor lad! Between Macdonald and a mother like that he will live hardly. Each will break his will; each will insist on perfect obedience15 to arbitrary orders. I am honestly amazed at the small success I had with Jim. He was leaving my free school every night to go home to an atmosphere of anger and brutal16 stupidity. Now he is leaving his poor home every morning to go to the prison of Macdonald. No wonder the lad is lapsing17. In a few years he will be a typical villager; he will stand at the brig of an evening and make caustic18 comments on the passers-by; he will sneer4 at everything and everybody. Macdonald is thinking about the answering Jim will do when the inspector19 comes; I was thinking of the Jim that would one day stand at the brig among his [Pg 63]acquaintances. I didn't care a brass20 farthing what he learned or how much he attended; all I tried to do was to help him to be a fine man, a kindly21 man, a free man.
I recollect22 a young teacher who visited my school one morning.
"I should like to see you give a lesson," he said.
"With pleasure," I replied.
"What sort of lesson will it be?" he asked, "geography or history?"
"I don't know," I said, and I turned to my bairns.
"Why do rabbits have white tails?" I asked, and from that we wandered on through protective coloration and heredity to wolves and their fear of fire. We finished up with poetry, but I don't recollect how we got to it. When I had finished he pondered for a little.
"It's all wrong," he said. "That boy in the corner was half asleep; four of these girls weren't really attending to you, and two girls left the room."
"My fault," I said. "I took them to subjects they weren't interested in."
"No," he said decidedly, "it was only your fault in not forcing them to sit up and attend."
"But why should I?" I asked wearily. "Schooling24 is the beginning of the education we call life, and I want to make it as true to life as possible. In after life no one compels my attention or yours. We can sleep in church[Pg 64] and we can sleep at a political meeting. We learn lots of things but we are interested in them. Tell me, what boy in this room answered best?"
He pointed to a boy of twelve.
"I agree," I said, and I called the boy to my desk.
"Hugh," I said, "kindly tell this gentleman how long you have been at school."
"A week, sir," he replied.
"What school did you come from?" asked the visitor.
"I never was at any school in my life," he said, "my father lives in a caravan25 and I never was long enough in a place to go to school."
I explained that Hugh had come voluntarily to me saying: "My father can't read or write, and I can't either, but I want to be able to read about the war and things like that."
"I don't know what to make of it," said my visitor.
"It is a great lesson on education," I said. "He feels that he wants to read ... and he comes to school seeking knowledge. And that's what I want to supersede26 compulsion. If I had my way no boy would learn to read a word until he desired to read; no boy would do anything unless he wanted to do it."
Then he brought forward the old argument that freedom like that was handicapping them for after life; they would not face difficulties.
"Hugh was up against a greater difficulty than most boys ever come up against," I said,[Pg 65] "and he faced it bravely and confidently. When you are free from authority you have a will of your own; you know exactly what you want and you set your teeth and get it. You are on your own, you have acquired responsibility. Given a dictating27 teacher or parent a boy will do the minimum on his own responsibility. Good lord! if I make all these youngsters sit up and attend strenuously28 to my speaking I am not training them to face difficulties; I am simply bullying29 them, making them a subject race."
"You are training character."
"I would be training children to obey, and the first thing a child should learn is to be a rebel. If a man isn't a rebel by the time he is twenty-five, God help him! Character simply means a man's nature, and I refuse to change a man's nature by force; I leave the experiment to the judges and prison warders."
I want to ask every dominie who believes in coercion30 what he thinks of the results of many years' coercion. Obviously present-day civilisation31 with its criminal division of humanity into parasites32 and slaves is all wrong.
"But," a dominie might cry, "can you definitely blame elementary education for that?"
I answer: "Yes, yes, yes!"
The manhood of Britain to-day has passed through the schools; they have been lulled33 to sleep; they have never learned to face the awful truth about civilisation. And I blame[Pg 66] the coercion of the teachers. Train a boy to obey his teacher and he will naturally obey every dirty politician who has the faculty34 of rhetoric35; he will naturally believe the lies of every dirty newspaper proprietor36 that is playing his own dirty game.
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I have been spending the week-end with a man I used to dig with in London. He is a great raconteur37 and we sat late swopping yarns39.
"Did you ever hear a good yarn38 without a point?" he asked.
I said that I hadn't.
"Well, I'll tell you one," he said, and he trotted40 out the following.
In a small seaside town on the east coast an ancient mariner41 sits on the beach and yarns to visitors. When the Balkan War was going on my friend asked him if he had ever been to Turkey. My friend assured me that the man had never been farther than Newcastle in his life.
"Man," said the mariner reflectively, "Aw mind when an order cam from the Sultan o' Turkey to the sweetie works here for peppermints42. The manager cam doon to me and he says to me, says he: 'Man, Jock, Aw wonder if ye would care to tak oot a cargo43 o' peppermints to the Sultan o' Turkey?'"
"Aweel, the 'Daisy' was lyin' in the harbour at the time, so Aw says that Aw wud tak them oot.
"Weel, we got them aboard, and awa we[Pg 67] sailed, and a damned rough passage we had too; man, the Bay o' Biscay was as bad as Aw've ever seen it.
"Weel, we got to Constantinople, and here was the Sultan stannin' on the pier44 wi' his hands in his breek pooches. He cam aboard and said he wud like to hae a look o' the peppermints. He had a look o' them, and syne45 he comes up to me and he says: 'Look here, captain, Aw've been haein' a look o' yer crew, and ... weel, to tell the truth, Aw dinna like the look o' them; there's not wan23 that Aw wud like to trust up at the harem. So, captain, Aw was just thinkin' that Aw wud like ye to carry up thae peppermints yersel ... ye're a married man, are ye no?'
"Aw telt him that Aw was, and Aw started to carry up thae peppermints, and a damned hard job it was, man. They werena the ordinary pepperies, ye ken46; they were great muckle things like curlin' stanes. Weelaweel, Aw got them a' carried up, and Aw was standin' wipin' the sweat frae my face when the Sultan comes anower to me.
"'Aye, captain,' says he, 'that'll be dry wark?'
"'Yes, sir,' says I, 'gey dry.'
"'Are ye a 'totaller?' says he.
"'No,' says I, and he taks me by the arm and says: 'C'wa and hae a nip!'
"Weel, we gaed into a pub, and he ordered twa nips ... aye, and damned guid whiskey it was too. We had another twa nips, and[Pg 68] Aw'm standin' wi' the Sultan at the door, just aboot to shak hands wi' him, ye ken, and he says to me, says he: 'Captain, wud ye like to see the harem?' and Aw said Aw wud verra much. So he taks haud o' my arm and we goes up the brae. We cam to a great muckle hoose, and he taks a gold key oot o' his pooch, and opens the door.
"Man, Aw never saw the likes o' yon! The floor was a' gold, and the window-blinds was gold. And the wemen! (The mariner conveyed his admiration47 by a long whistle.)
"Weel, Aw was standin' just inside the door wi' my bonnet48 in my hand, when a bonny bit lassie comes up to me and threw hersell at my feet and took haud o' my knees and sang: 'Far awa to bonny Scotland!'
"Man, the tears cam into my een as she was singin'.
"Syne the Sultan turns to me.
"'Aye, man,' he says, says he, 'speakin' aboot Scotland: Scotland's the finest country on earth; but there's wan thing Aw canna stand aboot Scotland, and that's yer dawmed green kail. There's no a continental49 stammick will haud it doon.'"
My friend informed me that he never met an Englishman who appreciated that yarn.
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I begin to wonder whether I am falling in love. Ever since Margaret blushed when she passed me on the brae I have been extremely conscious of her existence. I find that I am[Pg 69] beginning to look for her, and I go to the dairy on the flimsiest of pretences50. I was there three times this afternoon.
"What do you want this time?" she asked with a laugh at my third appearance.
"I hardly know," I said slowly, "but I think I wanted to see your bare arms again."
She hastily drew down her sleeves and reddened; then to cover her confusion she made a show of putting me out forcibly. How I managed to refrain from kissing her tempting51 lips I don't know. I nearly fell ... but it suddenly came to me that a kiss might mean so very much to her and so little to me and ... I resisted the temptation.
She is fast losing her shyness, and she talks to me with growing frankness. She has begun to read much lately, and she devours52 penny novelettes with avidity. She has a romantic mind, and my realism sometimes shocks her. I happened to meet her in town last Saturday, and I took her to the pictures. She was intensely moved by a romantic film story, and when I explained that the stuff was rank sentimentalism and rhetoric she seemed to be offended.
"You criticise53 everything," she cried angrily, "don't you believe that there is any good in the world?"
"You will never be happy," she added seriously, "you criticise too much."
"Surely," I cried, "you don't imagine that I criticise you!"
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"I do," she said bitterly. "You criticise yourself and me and everybody. I am always in terror that I make a slip in grammar before you."
"Margaret!" I cried with real sorrow, "I hate to think that I have given you that impression."
I was silent for a long time.
"Kid," I said, "you are quite right. I do criticise everything and everybody, but a better word is analyse; I analyse myself and then I try to analyse you."
"As a boy," I added, "my chief pastime was buying sixpenny watches and tearing their insides out to see how they worked ... but I never saw how they worked."
"Yes," she said, "and that's what you would do if you had a wife; you would tear her to bits just to see how she worked ... and you would never find out how she worked either."
"Perhaps I might," I said with a smile. "When I dissected54 watches I was inexperienced; nowadays I could take a watch to pieces and find out how it worked. Perhaps I might manage to put my wife together again, Margaret."
"There would be one or two wheels left over," she laughed.
"I should like her better without them," said I.
"Oh!" she cried impatiently, "why can't you be like other men? What's the use of[Pg 71] looking into the inside of everything? Look at father; he never bothered about what mother was; he just thought her perfect and look how happy he is!"
"Ah!" I said teasingly, "I understand! You don't want a man to analyse you in case he discovers that you aren't perfect!"
She looked at me frankly55.
"I wouldn't like to be thought perfect," she said slowly. "I sometimes think that mother would think far more of father if he saw some faults in her."
"I am quite puzzled," I said; "you grumble56 because I analyse people and now you grumble because your father doesn't. What do you mean, child?" But she shook her head helplessly.
"Oh, I don't know," she cried, and she sat for a long time in deep thought.
As I sat by her side in the picture-house tea-room I recollected57 a saying of her's one day last week. I was sitting at the bothy door reading The New Age, and at my feet lay The Nation and The New Statesman. She picked up The Nation and glanced at its pages.
"I don't know why you waste your money on papers like that," she said petulantly58. "You spend eighteenpence a week on papers, and father only gets John Bull and The People's Journal."
It suddenly came to me that Margaret was not thinking of the money side of the question at all; what annoyed her was the thought that[Pg 72] these papers were a symbol of a world that she did not know. And now I wonder whether woman is not always jealous of a man's work. It is a long time since I read Antony and Cleopatra, but I half fancy that Cleopatra was much more jealous of Antony's work than of his wife.
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