There are fields and fields. I never wish to know a better field than this one. I seldom go out much till the evening, but if business should take one along the hedge in the heat of the sun, there are as juicy and refreshing2 crabs4 to be picked up under a tree about half-way down the south side, as the thirstiest creature could desire.
And when the glare and drought of midday have given place to the mild twilight5 of evening, and the grass is refreshingly6 damped with dew, and scents7 are strong, and the earth yields kindly8 to the nose, what beetles9 and lob-worms reward one's routing!
I am convinced that the fattest and stupidest slugs that live, live near the brook. I never knew one who found out I was eating him, till he was half-way down my throat. And just opposite to the place where I furnished your dear mother's nest, is a small plantation10 of burdocks, on the underside of which stick the best flavoured snails11 I am acquainted with, in such inexhaustible quantities, that a hedgehog might have fourteen children in a season, and not fear their coming short of provisions.
And in the early summer, in the long grass on the edge of the wood—but no! I will not speak of it.
My dear children, my seven dear children, may you never know what it is to taste a pheasant's egg—to taste several pheasant's eggs, and to eat them, shells and all.
There are certain pleasures of which a parent may himself have partaken, but which, if he cannot reconcile them with his ideas of safety and propriety12, he will do well not to allow his children even to hear of. I do not say that I wish I had never tasted a pheasant's egg myself, but, when I think of traps baited with valerian, of my great-uncle's great-coat nailed to the keeper's door, of the keeper's heavy-heeled boots, and of the impropriety of poaching, I feel, as a father, that it is desirable that you should never know that there are such things as eggs, and then you will be quite happy without them.
But it was not the abundant and varied13 supply of food which had determined14 my choice of our home: it was not even because no woodland bower15 could be more beautiful,—because the coppice foliage16 was fresh and tender overhead, and the old leaves soft and elastic17 to the prickles below,—because the young oaks sheltered us behind, and we had a charming outlook over the brook in front, between a gnarled alder18 and a young sycamore, whose embracing branches were the lintel of our doorway19.
No. I chose this particular spot in this particular wood, because I had reason to believe it to be a somewhat neglected bit of what men call "property,"—because the bramble bushes were unbroken, the fallen leaves untrodden, the hyacinths and ragged-robins ungathered by human feet and hands,—because the old fern-fronds faded below the fresh green plumes,—because the violets ripened20 seed,—because the trees were unmarked by woodmen and overpopulated with birds, and the water-rat sat up in the sun with crossed paws and without a thought of danger,—because, in short, no birds'-nesting, fern-digging, flower-picking, leaf-mould-wanting, vermin-hunting creatures ever came hither to replenish21 their ferneries, gardens, cages, markets, and museums.
My feelings can therefore be imagined when I was roused from an afternoon nap one warm summer's day by the voices of men and women. Several possibilities came into my mind, and I imparted them to my wife.
"They may be keepers."
"They may be poachers."
"They may be boys birds'-nesting."
"They may be pic-nic-ers—people who bring salt twisted up in a bit of paper with them, and leave it behind when they go away. Don't let the children touch it!"
"They may be—and this is the worst that could happen—men collecting frogs, toads25, newts, snails, and hedgehogs for the London markets. We must keep very quiet. They will go away at sunset."
I was quite wrong, and when I heard the slow wheels of a cart I knew it. They were none of these things, and they did not go away. They were travelling tinkers, and they settled down and made themselves at home within fifty yards of mine.
My nerves have never been strong since that day under the furze bush. My first impulse was to roll myself up so tightly that I got the cramp26, whilst every spine27 on my back stood stiff with fright. But after a time I recovered myself, and took counsel with Mrs. Hedgehog.
"Two things," said she, "are most important. We must keep the children from gadding28, and we must make them hold their tongues."
"They never can be so foolish as to wish to quit your side, my dear, in the circumstances," said I. But I was mistaken.
I know nothing more annoying to a father who has learned the danger of indiscreet curiosity in his youth, than to find his sons apparently29 quite uninfluenced by his valuable experience.
"What are tinkers like?" was the first thing said by each one of the seven on the subject.
"They are a set of people," I replied, in a voice as sour as a green crab3, "who if they hear us talking, or catch us walking abroad, will kill your mother and me, and temper up two bits of clay and roll us up in them. Then they will put us into a fire to bake, and when the clay turns red they will take us out. The clay will fall off and our coats with it. What remains30 they will eat—as we eat snails. You seven will be flitted. That is, you will be pegged31 to the ground till you grow big." (I thought it well not to mention the bread and milk.) "Then they will kill and bake and eat you in the same fashion."
I think this frightened the children; but they would talk about the tinkers, though they dared not go near them.
"The best thing you can do," said Mrs. Hedgehog, "is to tell them a story to keep them quiet. You can modulate32 your own voice, and stop if you hear the tinkers."
Hereupon I told them a story (a very old one) of the hedgehog who ran a race with a hare, on opposite sides of a hedge, for the wager33 of a louis d'or and a bottle of brandy. It was a great favourite with them.
"The moral of the tale, my dear children," I was wont34 to say, "is, that our respected ancestor's head saved his heels, which is never the case with giddy-pated creatures like the hare."
"Perhaps it was a very young hare," said Mrs. Hedgehog, who is amiable35, and does not like to blame any one if it can be avoided.
"I don't think it can have been a very young hare," said I, "or the hedgehog would have eaten him instead of outwitting him. As it was, he placed himself and Mrs. Hedgehog at opposite ends of the course. The hare started on one side of the hedge and the hedgehog on the other. Away went the hare like the wind, but Mr. Hedgehog took three steps and went back to his place. When the hare reached his end of the hedge, Mrs. Hedgehog, from the other side, called out, 'I'm here already.' Her voice and her coat were very like her husband's, and the hare was not observant enough to remark a slight difference of size and colour. The moral of which is, my dear children, that one must use his eyes as well as his legs in this world. The hare tried several runs, but there was always a hedgehog at the goal when he got there. So he gave in at last, and our ancestors walked comfortably home, taking the louis d'or and the bottle of brandy with them."
"What is a louis d'or?" cried three of my children; and "What is brandy?" asked the other four.
"I smell valerian," said I; on which they poked36 out their seven noses, and I ran at them with my spines37, for a father who is not an Encyclop?dia on all fours must adopt some method of checking the inquisitiveness38 of the young.
When grown-up people desire information or take an interest in their neighbours, this, of course, is another matter. Mrs. Hedgehog and I had never seen tinkers, and we resolved to take an early opportunity some evening of sending the seven urchins39 down to the burdock plantations40 to pick snails, whilst we paid a cautious visit to the tinker camp.
But mothers are sad fidgets, and anxious as Mrs. Hedgehog was to gratify her curiosity, she kept putting off our expedition till the children's spines should be harder; so I made one or two careful ones by myself, and told her all the news on my return.
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