THE STORY OF THE GOBLINS WHOSTOLE A SEXTONn an old abbey town, down in this part of the country, along, long while ago―so long, that the story must be a trueone, because our great-grandfathers implicitly1 believed it―there officiated as sexton and grave-digger in the churchyard, oneGabriel Grub. It by no means follows that because a man is asexton, and constantly surrounded by the emblems2 of mortality,therefore he should be a morose3 and melancholy4 man; yourundertakers are the merriest fellows in the world; and I once hadthe honour of being on intimate terms with a mute, who in privatelife, and off duty, was as comical and jocose5 a little fellow as everchirped out a devil-may-care song, without a hitch6 in his memory,or drained off a good stiff glass without stopping for breath. Butnotwithstanding these precedents7 to the contrary, Gabriel Grubwas an ill-conditioned, cross-grained, surly fellow―a morose andlonely man, who consorted8 with nobody but himself, and an oldwicker bottle which fitted into his large deep waistcoat pocket―and who eyed each merry face, as it passed him by, with such adeep scowl9 of malice10 and ill-humour, as it was difficult to meetwithout feeling something the worse for.
‘A little before twilight11, one Christmas Eve, Gabriel shoulderedhis spade, lighted his lantern, and betook himself towards the oldchurchyard; for he had got a grave to finish by next morning, and,feeling very low, he thought it might raise his spirits, perhaps, if hewent on with his work at once. As he went his way, up the ancientstreet, he saw the cheerful light of the blazing fires gleam throughthe old casements12, and heard the loud laugh and the cheerfulshouts of those who were assembled around them; he marked thebustling preparations for next day’s cheer, and smelled thenumerous savoury odours consequent thereupon, as they steamedup from the kitchen windows in clouds. All this was gall13 andwormwood to the heart of Gabriel Grub; and when groups ofchildren bounded out of the houses, tripped across the road, andwere met, before they could knock at the opposite door, by half adozen curly-headed little rascals14 who crowded round them as theyflocked upstairs to spend the evening in their Christmas games,Gabriel smiled grimly, and clutched the handle of his spade with afirmer grasp, as he thought of measles15, scarlet16 fever, thrush,whooping-cough, and a good many other sources of consolationbesides.
‘In this happy frame of mind, Gabriel strode along, returning ashort, sullen17 growl18 to the good-humoured greetings of such of hisneighbours as now and then passed him, until he turned into thedark lane which led to the churchyard. Now, Gabriel had beenlooking forward to reaching the dark lane, because it was,generally speaking, a nice, gloomy, mournful place, into which thetownspeople did not much care to go, except in broad daylight,and when the sun was shining; consequently, he was not a littleindignant to hear a young urchin19 roaring out some jolly songabout a merry Christmas, in this very sanctuary20 which had beencalled Coffin21 Lane ever since the days of the old abbey, and thetime of the shaven-headed monks22. As Gabriel walked on, and thevoice drew nearer, he found it proceeded from a small boy, whowas hurrying along, to join one of the little parties in the old street,and who, partly to keep himself company, and partly to preparehimself for the occasion, was shouting out the song at the highestpitch of his lungs. So Gabriel waited until the boy came up, andthen dodged23 him into a corner, and rapped him over the head withhis lantern five or six times, just to teach him to modulate24 hisvoice. And as the boy hurried away with his hand to his head,singing quite a different sort of tune25, Gabriel Grub chuckled26 veryheartily to himself, and entered the churchyard, locking the gatebehind him.
‘He took off his coat, set down his lantern, and getting into theunfinished grave, worked at it for an hour or so with right good-will. But the earth was hardened with the frost, and it was no veryeasy matter to break it up, and shovel27 it out; and although therewas a moon, it was a very young one, and shed little light upon thegrave, which was in the shadow of the church. At any other time,these obstacles would have made Gabriel Grub very moody28 andmiserable, but he was so well pleased with having stopped thesmall boy’s singing, that he took little heed30 of the scanty31 progresshe had made, and looked down into the grave, when he hadfinished work for the night, with grim satisfaction, murmuring ashe gathered up his things―Brave lodgings32 for one, brave lodgings for one,A few feet of cold earth, when life is done;A stone at the head, a stone at the feet,A rich, juicy meal for the worms to eat;Rank grass overhead, and damp clay around,Brave lodgings for one, these, in holy ground!
‘“Ho! ho!” laughed Gabriel Grub, as he sat himself down on aflat tombstone which was a favourite resting-place of his, and drewforth his wicker bottle. “A coffin at Christmas! A Christmas box!
Ho! ho! ho!”
‘“Ho! ho! ho!” repeated a voice which sounded close behindhim.
‘Gabriel paused, in some alarm, in the act of raising the wickerbottle to his lips, and looked round. The bottom of the oldest graveabout him was not more still and quiet than the churchyard in thepale moonlight. The cold hoar frost glistened33 on the tombstones,and sparkled like rows of gems34, among the stone carvings35 of theold church. The snow lay hard and crisp upon the ground; andspread over the thickly-strewn mounds36 of earth, so white andsmooth a cover that it seemed as if corpses37 lay there, hidden onlyby their winding38 sheets. Not the faintest rustle39 broke the profoundtranquillity of the solemn scene. Sound itself appeared to befrozen up, all was so cold and still.
‘“It was the echoes,” said Gabriel Grub, raising the bottle to hislips again.
‘“It was not,” said a deep voice.
‘Gabriel started up, and stood rooted to the spot withastonishment and terror; for his eyes rested on a form that madehis blood run cold.
‘Seated on an upright tombstone, close to him, was a strange,unearthly figure, whom Gabriel felt at once, was no being of thisworld. His long, fantastic legs which might have reached theground, were cocked up, and crossed after a quaint40, fantasticfashion; his sinewy41 arms were bare; and his hands rested on hisknees. On his short, round body, he wore a close covering,ornamented with small slashes42; a short cloak dangled43 at his back;the collar was cut into curious peaks, which served the goblin inlieu of ruffor neckerchief; and his shoes curled up at his toes intolong points. On his head, he wore a broad-brimmed sugar-loaf hat,garnished with a single feather. The hat was covered with thewhite frost; and the goblin looked as if he had sat on the sametombstone very comfortably, for two or three hundred years. Hewas sitting perfectly44 still; his tongue was put out, as if in derision;and he was grinning at Gabriel Grub with such a grin as only agoblin could call up.
‘“It was not the echoes,” said the goblin.
‘Gabriel Grub was paralysed, and could make no reply.
‘“What do you do here on Christmas Eve?” said the goblinsternly. ‘“I came to dig a grave, sir,” stammered45 Gabriel Grub.
‘“What man wanders among graves and churchyards on such anight as this?” cried the goblin.
‘“Gabriel Grub! Gabriel Grub!” screamed a wild chorus ofvoices that seemed to fill the churchyard. Gabriel looked fearfullyround―nothing was to be seen.
‘“What have you got in that bottle?” said the goblin.
‘“Hollands, sir,” replied the sexton, trembling more than ever;for he had bought it of the smugglers, and he thought that perhapshis questioner might be in the excise46 department of the goblins.
‘“Who drinks Hollands alone, and in a churchyard, on such anight as this?” said the goblin.
‘“Gabriel Grub! Gabriel Grub!” exclaimed the wild voices again.
‘The goblin leered maliciously47 at the terrified sexton, and thenraising his voice, exclaimed―‘“And who, then, is our fair and lawful48 prize?”
‘To this inquiry49 the invisible chorus replied, in a strain thatsounded like the voices of many choristers singing to the mightyswell of the old church organ―a strain that seemed borne to thesexton’s ears upon a wild wind, and to die away as it passedonward; but the burden of the reply was still the same, “GabrielGrub! Gabriel Grub!”
‘The goblin grinned a broader grin than before, as he said,“Well, Gabriel, what do you say to this?”
‘The sexton gasped50 for breath. ‘“What do you think of this,Gabriel?” said the goblin, kicking up his feet in the air on eitherside of the tombstone, and looking at the turned-up points with asmuch complacency as if he had been contemplating51 the mostfashionable pair of Wellingtons in all Bond Street.
‘“It’s―it’s―very curious, sir,” replied the sexton, half dead withfright; “very curious, and very pretty, but I think I’ll go back andfinish my work, sir, if you please.”
‘“Work!” said the goblin, “what work?”
‘“The grave, sir; making the grave,” stammered the sexton.
‘“Oh, the grave, eh?” said the goblin; “who makes graves at atime when all other men are merry, and takes a pleasure in it?”
‘Again the mysterious voices replied, “Gabriel Grub! GabrielGrub!”
‘“I am afraid my friends want you, Gabriel,” said the goblin,thrusting his tongue farther into his cheek than ever―and a mostastonishing tongue it was―“I’m afraid my friends want you,Gabriel,” said the goblin.
‘“Under favour, sir,” replied the horror-stricken sexton, “I don’tthink they can, sir; they don’t know me, sir; I don’t think thegentlemen have ever seen me, sir.”
‘“Oh, yes, they have,” replied the goblin; “we know the manwith the sulky face and grim scowl, that came down the street to-night, throwing his evil looks at the children, and grasping hisburying-spade the tighter. We know the man who struck the boyin the envious52 malice of his heart, because the boy could be merry,and he could not. We know him, we know him.”
‘Here, the goblin gave a loud, shrill53 laugh, which the echoesreturned twentyfold; and throwing his legs up in the air, stoodupon his head, or rather upon the very point of his sugar-loaf hat,on the narrow edge of the tombstone, whence he threw aSomerset with extraordinary agility54, right to the sexton’s feet, atwhich he planted himself in the attitude in which tailors generallysit upon the shop-board.
‘“I―I―am afraid I must leave you, sir,” said the sexton, makingan effort to move.
‘“Leave us!” said the goblin, “Gabriel Grub going to leave us.
Ho! ho! ho!”
‘As the goblin laughed, the sexton observed, for one instant, abrilliant illumination within the windows of the church, as if thewhole building were lighted up; it disappeared, the organ pealedforth a lively air, and whole troops of goblins, the very counterpartof the first one, poured into the churchyard, and began playing atleap-frog with the tombstones, never stopping for an instant totake breath, but “overing” the highest among them, one after theother, with the most marvellous dexterity55. The first goblin was amost astonishing leaper, and none of the others could come nearhim; even in the extremity56 of his terror the sexton could not helpobserving, that while his friends were content to leap over thecommon-sized gravestones, the first one took the family vaults,iron railings and all, with as much ease as if they had been somany street-posts.
‘At last the game reached to a most exciting pitch; the organplayed quicker and quicker, and the goblins leaped faster andfaster, coiling themselves up, rolling head over heels upon theground, and bounding over the tombstones like footballs. Thesexton’s brain whirled round with the rapidity of the motion hebeheld, and his legs reeled beneath him, as the spirits flew beforehis eyes; when the goblin king, suddenly darting57 towards him, laidhis hand upon his collar, and sank with him through the earth.
‘When Gabriel Grub had had time to fetch his breath, which therapidity of his descent had for the moment taken away, he foundhimself in what appeared to be a large cavern58, surrounded on allsides by crowds of goblins, ugly and grim; in the centre of theroom, on an elevated seat, was stationed his friend of thechurchyard; and close behind him stood Gabriel Grub himself,without power of motion.
‘“Cold to-night,” said the king of the goblins, “very cold. A glassof something warm here!”
‘At this command, half a dozen officious goblins, with aperpetual smile upon their faces, whom Gabriel Grub imagined tobe courtiers, on that account, hastily disappeared, and presentlyreturned with a goblet59 of liquid fire, which they presented to theking.
‘“Ah!” cried the goblin, whose cheeks and throat weretransparent, as he tossed down the flame, “this warms one,indeed! Bring a bumper61 of the same, for Mr. Grub.”
‘It was in vain for the unfortunate sexton to protest that he wasnot in the habit of taking anything warm at night; one of thegoblins held him while another poured the blazing liquid down histhroat; the whole assembly screeched62 with laughter, as hecoughed and choked, and wiped away the tears which gushedplentifully from his eyes, after swallowing the burning draught63.
‘“And now,” said the king, fantastically poking64 the taper65 cornerof his sugar-loaf hat into the sexton’s eye, and thereby66 occasioninghim the most exquisite67 pain; “and now, show the man of miseryand gloom, a few of the pictures from our own great storehouse!”
‘As the goblin said this, a thick cloud which obscured theremoter end of the cavern rolled gradually away, and disclosed,apparently at a great distance, a small and scantily68 furnished, butneat and clean apartment. A crowd of little children were gatheredround a bright fire, clinging to their mother’s gown, andgambolling around her chair. The mother occasionally rose, anddrew aside the window-curtain, as if to look for some expectedobject; a frugal69 meal was ready spread upon the table; and anelbow chair was placed near the fire. A knock was heard at thedoor; the mother opened it, and the children crowded round her,and clapped their hands for joy, as their father entered. He waswet and weary, and shook the snow from his garments, as thechildren crowded round him, and seizing his cloak, hat, stick, andgloves, with busy zeal70, ran with them from the room. Then, as hesat down to his meal before the fire, the children climbed about hisknee, and the mother sat by his side, and all seemed happinessand comfort.
‘But a change came upon the view, almost imperceptibly. Thescene was altered to a small bedroom, where the fairest andyoungest child lay dying; the roses had fled from his cheek, andthe light from his eye; and even as the sexton looked upon himwith an interest he had never felt or known before, he died. Hisyoung brothers and sisters crowded round his little bed, andseized his tiny hand, so cold and heavy; but they shrank back fromits touch, and looked with awe71 on his infant face; for calm andtranquil as it was, and sleeping in rest and peace as the beautifulchild seemed to be, they saw that he was dead, and they knew thathe was an angel looking down upon, and blessing72 them, from abright and happy Heaven.
‘Again the light cloud passed across the picture, and again thesubject changed. The father and mother were old and helplessnow, and the number of those about them was diminished morethan half; but content and cheerfulness sat on every face, andbeamed in every eye, as they crowded round the fireside, and toldand listened to old stories of earlier and bygone days. Slowly andpeacefully, the father sank into the grave, and, soon after, thesharer of all his cares and troubles followed him to a place of rest.
The few who yet survived them, kneeled by their tomb, andwatered the green turf which covered it with their tears; then rose,and turned away, sadly and mournfully, but not with bitter cries,or despairing lamentations, for they knew that they should oneday meet again; and once more they mixed with the busy world,and their content and cheerfulness were restored. The cloudsettled upon the picture, and concealed73 it from the sexton’s view.
‘“What do you think of that?” said the goblin, turning his largeface towards Gabriel Grub.
‘Gabriel murmured out something about its being very pretty,and looked somewhat ashamed, as the goblin bent74 his fiery75 eyesupon him.
‘“You a miserable29 man!” said the goblin, in a tone of excessivecontempt. “You!” He appeared disposed to add more, butindignation choked his utterance76, so he lifted up one of his verypliable legs, and, flourishing it above his head a little, to insure hisaim, administered a good sound kick to Gabriel Grub; immediatelyafter which, all the goblins in waiting crowded round the wretchedsexton, and kicked him without mercy, according to theestablished and invariable custom of courtiers upon earth, whokick whom royalty77 kicks, and hug whom royalty hugs.
‘“Show him some more!” said the king of the goblins.
‘At these words, the cloud was dispelled78, and a rich andbeautiful landscape was disclosed to view―there is just suchanother, to this day, within half a mile of the old abbey town. Thesun shone from out the clear blue sky, the water sparkled beneathhis rays, and the trees looked greener, and the flowers more gay,beneath its cheering influence. The water rippled79 on with apleasant sound, the trees rustled80 in the light wind that murmuredamong their leaves, the birds sang upon the boughs81, and the larkcarolled on high her welcome to the morning. Yes, it was morning;the bright, balmy morning of summer; the minutest leaf, thesmallest blade of grass, was instinct with life. The ant crept forthto her daily toil82, the butterfly fluttered and basked83 in the warmrays of the sun; myriads84 of insects spread their transparent60 wings,and revelled85 in their brief but happy existence. Man walked forth,elated with the scene; and all was brightness and splendour.
‘“You a miserable man!” said the king of the goblins, in a morecontemptuous tone than before. And again the king of the goblinsgave his leg a flourish; again it descended86 on the shoulders of thesexton; and again the attendant goblins imitated the example oftheir chief.
‘Many a time the cloud went and came, and many a lesson ittaught to Gabriel Grub, who, although his shoulders smarted withpain from the frequent applications of the goblins’ feet thereunto,looked on with an interest that nothing could diminish. He sawthat men who worked hard, and earned their scanty bread withlives of labour, were cheerful and happy; and that to the mostignorant, the sweet face of Nature was a never-failing source ofcheerfulness and joy. He saw those who had been delicatelynurtured, and tenderly brought up, cheerful under privations, andsuperior to suffering, that would have crushed many of a roughergrain, because they bore within their own bosoms87 the materials ofhappiness, contentment, and peace. He saw that women, thetenderest and most fragile of all God’s creatures, were the oftenestsuperior to sorrow, adversity, and distress88; and he saw that it wasbecause they bore, in their own hearts, an inexhaustible well-spring of affection and devotion. Above all, he saw that men likehimself, who snarled89 at the mirth and cheerfulness of others, werethe foulest90 weeds on the fair surface of the earth; and setting allthe good of the world against the evil, he came to the conclusionthat it was a very decent and respectable sort of world after all. Nosooner had he formed it, than the cloud which had closed over thelast picture, seemed to settle on his senses, and lull91 him to repose92.
One by one, the goblins faded from his sight; and, as the last onedisappeared, he sank to sleep.
‘The day had broken when Gabriel Grub awoke, and foundhimself lying at full length on the flat gravestone in thechurchyard, with the wicker bottle lying empty by his side, and hiscoat, spade, and lantern, all well whitened by the last night’s frost scattered93 on the ground. The stone on which he had first seen thegoblin seated, stood bolt upright before him, and the grave atwhich he had worked, the night before, was not far off. At first, hebegan to doubt the reality of his adventures, but the acute pain inhis shoulders when he attempted to rise, assured him that thekicking of the goblins was certainly not ideal. He was staggeredagain, by observing no traces of footsteps in the snow on which thegoblins had played at leap-frog with the gravestones, but hespeedily accounted for this circumstance when he rememberedthat, being spirits, they would leave no visible impression behindthem. So, Gabriel Grub got on his feet as well as he could, for thepain in his back; and, brushing the frost off his coat, put it on, andturned his face towards the town.
‘But he was an altered man, and he could not bear the thoughtof returning to a place where his repentance94 would be scoffed95 at,and his reformation disbelieved. He hesitated for a few moments;and then turned away to wander where he might, and seek hisbread elsewhere.
‘The lantern, the spade, and the wicker bottle were found, thatday, in the churchyard. There were a great many speculationsabout the sexton’s fate, at first, but it was speedily determined96 thathe had been carried away by the goblins; and there were notwanting some very credible97 witnesses who had distinctly seen himwhisked through the air on the back of a chestnut98 horse blind ofone eye, with the hind-quarters of a lion, and the tail of a bear. Atlength all this was devoutly99 believed; and the new sexton used toexhibit to the curious, for a trifling100 emolument101, a good-sized pieceof the church weathercock which had been accidentally kicked offby the aforesaid horse in his aerial flight, and picked up by himselfin the churchyard, a year or two afterwards.
‘Unfortunately, these stories were somewhat disturbed by theunlooked-for reappearance of Gabriel Grub himself, some tenyears afterwards, a ragged102, contented103, rheumatic old man. He toldhis story to the clergyman, and also to the mayor; and in course oftime it began to be received as a matter of history, in which form ithas continued down to this very day. The believers in theweathercock tale, having misplaced their confidence once, werenot easily prevailed upon to part with it again, so they looked aswise as they could, shrugged104 their shoulders, touched theirforeheads, and murmured something about Gabriel Grub havingdrunk all the Hollands, and then fallen asleep on the flattombstone; and they affected105 to explain what he supposed he hadwitnessed in the goblin’s cavern, by saying that he had seen theworld, and grown wiser. But this opinion, which was by no meansa popular one at any time, gradually died off; and be the matterhow it may, as Gabriel Grub was afflicted106 with rheumatism107 to theend of his days, this story has at least one moral, if it teach nobetter one―and that is, that if a man turn sulky and drink byhimself at Christmas time, he may make up his mind to be not abit the better for it: let the spirits be never so good, or let them beeven as many degrees beyond proof, as those which Gabriel Grubsaw in the goblin’s cavern.’
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