It was not long after that a malignant1 distemper broke out in the neighbourhood, which proved fatal to many of the inhabitants, and was of unexampled rapidity in its effects. One of the first persons that was seized with it was Mr. Clare. It may be conceived, what grief and alarm this incident spread through the vicinity. Mr. Clare was considered by them as something more than mortal. The equanimity2 of his behaviour, his unassuming carriage, his exuberant3 benevolence4 and goodness of heart, joined with his talents, his inoffensive wit, and the comprehensiveness of his intelligence, made him the idol5 of all that knew him. In the scene of his rural retreat, at least, he had no enemy. All mourned the danger that now threatened him. He appeared to have had the prospect6 of long life, and of going down to his grave full of years and of honour. Perhaps these appearances were deceitful. Perhaps the intellectual efforts he had made, which were occasionally more sudden, violent, and unintermitted, than a strict regard to health would have dictated7, had laid the seed of future disease. But a sanguine8 observer would infallibly have predicted, that his temperate9 habits, activity of mind, and unabated cheerfulness, would be able even to keep death at bay for a time, and baffle the attacks of distemper, provided their approach were not uncommonly10 rapid and violent. The general affliction, therefore, was doubly pungent11 upon the present occasion.
But no one was so much affected12 as Mr. Falkland. Perhaps no man so well understood the value of the life that was now at stake. He immediately hastened to the spot; but he found some difficulty in gaining admission. Mr. Clare, aware of the infectious nature of his disease, had given directions that as few persons as possible should approach him. Mr. Falkland sent up his name. He was told that he was included in the general orders. He was not, however, of a temper to be easily repulsed13; he persisted with obstinacy14, and at length carried his point, being only reminded in the first instance to employ those precautions which experience has proved most effectual for counteracting15 infection.
He found Mr. Clare in his bed-chamber, but not in bed. He was sitting in his night-gown at a bureau near the window. His appearance was composed and cheerful, but death was in his countenance16. “I had a great inclination17, Falkland,” said he, “not to have suffered you to come in; and yet there is not a person in the world it could give me more pleasure to see. But, upon second thoughts, I believe there are few people that could run into a danger of this kind with a better prospect of escaping. In your case, at least, the garrison18 will not, I trust, be taken through the treachery of the commander. I cannot tell how it is that I, who can preach wisdom to you, have myself been caught. But do not be discouraged by my example. I had no notice of my danger, or I would have acquitted19 myself better.”
Mr. Falkland having once established himself in the apartment of his friend, would upon no terms consent to retire. Mr. Clare considered that there was perhaps less danger in this choice, than in the frequent change from the extremes of a pure to a tainted20 air, and desisted from expostulation. “Falkland,” said he, “when you came in, I had just finished making my will. I was not pleased with what I had formerly21 drawn22 up upon that subject, and I did not choose in my present situation to call in an attorney. In fact, it would be strange if a man of sense, with pure and direct intentions, should not be able to perform such a function for himself.”
Mr. Clare continued to act in the same easy and disengaged manner as in perfect health. To judge from the cheerfulness of his tone and the firmness of his manner, the thought would never once have occurred that he was dying. He walked, he reasoned, he jested, in a way that argued the most perfect self-possession. But his appearance changed perceptibly for the worse every quarter of an hour. Mr. Falkland kept his eye perpetually fixed23 upon him, with mingled24 sentiments of anxiety and admiration25.
“Falkland,” said he, after having appeared for a short period absorbed in thought, “I feel that I am dying. This is a strange distemper of mine. Yesterday I seemed in perfect health, and tomorrow I shall be an insensible corpse26. How curious is the line that separates life and death to mortal men! To be at one moment active, gay, penetrating27, with stores of knowledge at one’s command, capable of delighting, instructing, and animating28 mankind, and the next, lifeless and loathsome29, an incumbrance upon the face of the earth! Such is the history of many men, and such will be mine.
“I feel as if I had yet much to do in the world; but it will not be. I must be contented30 with what is past. It is in vain that I muster31 all my spirits to my heart. The enemy is too mighty32 and too merciless for me; he will not give me time so much as to breathe. These things are not yet at least in our power: they are parts of a great series that is perpetually flowing. The general welfare, the great business of the universe, will go on, though I bear no further share in promoting it. That task is reserved for younger strengths, for you, Falkland, and such as you. We should be contemptible33 indeed if the prospect of human improvement did not yield us a pure and perfect delight, independently of the question of our existing to partake of it. Mankind would have little to envy to future ages, if they had all enjoyed a serenity34 as perfect as mine has been for the latter half of my existence.”
Mr. Clare sat up through the whole day, indulging himself in easy and cheerful exertions35, which were perhaps better calculated to refresh and invigorate the frame, than if he had sought repose36 in its direct form. Now and then he was visited with a sudden pang37; but it was no sooner felt, than he seemed to rise above it, and smiled at the impotence of these attacks. They might destroy him, but they could not disturb. Three or four times he was bedewed with profuse38 sweats; and these again were succeeded by an extreme dryness and burning heat of the skin. He was next covered with small livid spots: symptoms of shivering followed, but these he drove away with a determined39 resolution. He then became tranquil40 and composed, and, after some time, decided41 to go to bed, it being already night. “Falkland,” said he, pressing his hand, “the task of dying is not so difficult as some imagine. When one looks back from the brink42 of it, one wonders that so total a subversion43 can take place at so easy a price.”
He had now been some time in bed, and, as every thing was still, Mr. Falkland hoped that he slept; but in that he was mistaken. Presently Mr. Clare threw back the curtain, and looked in the countenance of his friend. “I cannot sleep,” said he. “No, if I could sleep, it would be the same thing as to recover; and I am destined44 to have the worst in this battle.
“Falkland, I have been thinking about you. I do not know any one whose future usefulness I contemplate45 with greater hope. Take care of yourself. Do not let the world be defrauded46 of your virtues47. I am acquainted with your weakness as well as your strength. You have an impetuosity, and an impatience49 of imagined dishonour50, that, if once set wrong, may make you as eminently51 mischievous52 as you will otherwise be useful. Think seriously of exterminating53 this error!
“But if I cannot, in the brief expostulation my present situation will allow, produce this desirable change in you, there is at least one thing I can do. I can put you upon your guard against a mischief54 I foresee to be imminent55. Beware of Mr. Tyrrel. Do not commit the mistake of despising him as an unequal opponent. Petty causes may produce great mischiefs56. Mr. Tyrrel is boisterous57, rugged58, and unfeeling; and you are too passionate59, too acutely sensible of injury. It would be truly to be lamented60, if a man so inferior, so utterly61 unworthy to be compared with you, should be capable of changing your whole history into misery63 and guilt64. I have a painful presentiment65 upon my heart, as if something dreadful would reach you from that quarter. Think of this. I exact no promise from you. I would not shackle66 you with the fetters67 of superstition68; I would have you governed by justice and reason.”
Mr. Falkland was deeply affected with this expostulation. His sense of the generous attention of Mr. Clare at such a moment, was so great as almost to deprive him of utterance69. He spoke70 in short sentences, and with visible effort. “I will behave better,” replied he. “Never fear me! Your admonitions shall not be thrown away upon me.”
Mr. Clare adverted71 to another subject. “I have made you my executor; you will not refuse me this last office of friendship. It is but a short time that I have had the happiness of knowing you; but in that short time I have examined you well, and seen you thoroughly72. Do not disappoint the sanguine hope I have entertained!
“I have left some legacies73. My former connections, while I lived amidst the busy haunts of men, as many of them as were intimate, are all of them dear to me. I have not had time to summon them about me upon the present occasion, nor did I desire it. The remembrances of me will, I hope, answer a better purpose than such as are usually thought of on similar occasions.”
Mr. Clare, having thus unburthened his mind, spoke no more for several hours. Towards morning Mr. Falkland quietly withdrew the curtain, and looked at the dying man. His eyes were open, and were now gently turned towards his young friend. His countenance was sunk, and of a death-like appearance. “I hope you are better,” said Falkland in a half whisper, as if afraid of disturbing him. Mr. Clare drew his hand from the bed-clothes, and stretched it forward; Mr. Falkland advanced, and took hold of it. “Much better,” said Mr. Clare, in a voice inward and hardly articulate; “the struggle is now over; I have finished my part; farewell! remember!” These were his last words. He lived still a few hours; his lips were sometimes seen to move; he expired without a groan74.
Mr. Falkland had witnessed the scene with much anxiety. His hopes of a favourable75 crisis, and his fear of disturbing the last moments of his friend, had held him dumb. For the last half hour he had stood up, with his eyes intently fixed upon Mr. Clare. He witnessed the last gasp76, the last little convulsive motion of the frame. He continued to look; he sometimes imagined that he saw life renewed. At length he could deceive himself no longer, and exclaimed with a distracted accent, “And is this all?” He would have thrown himself upon the body of his friend; the attendants withheld77, and would have forced him into another apartment. But he struggled from them, and hung fondly over the bed. “Is this the end of genius, virtue48, and excellence78? Is the luminary79 of the world thus for ever gone? Oh, yesterday! yesterday! Clare, why could not I have died in your stead? Dreadful moment! Irreparable loss! Lost in the very maturity80 and vigour81 of his mind! Cut off from a usefulness ten thousand times greater than any he had already exhibited! Oh, his was a mind to have instructed sages82, and guided the moral world! This is all we have left of him! The eloquence83 of those lips is gone! The incessant84 activity of that heart is still! The best and wisest of men is gone, and the world is insensible of its loss!”
Mr. Tyrrel heard the intelligence of Mr. Clare’s death with emotion, but of a different kind. He avowed85 that he had not forgiven him his partial attachment86 to Mr. Falkland, and therefore could not recall his remembrance with kindness. But if he could have overlooked his past injustice87, sufficient care, it seems, was taken to keep alive his resentment88. “Falkland, forsooth, attended him on his death-bed, as if nobody else were worthy62 of his confidential89 communications.” But what was worst of all was this executorship. “In every thing this pragmatical rascal90 throws me behind. Contemptible wretch91, that has nothing of the man about him! Must he perpetually trample92 upon his betters? Is every body incapable93 of saying what kind of stuff a man is made of? caught with mere94 outside? choosing the flimsy before the substantial? And upon his death-bed too? [Mr. Tyrrel with his uncultivated brutality95 mixed, as usually happens, certain rude notions of religion.] Sure the sense of his situation might have shamed him. Poor wretch! his soul has a great deal to answer for. He has made my pillow uneasy; and, whatever may be the consequences, it is he we have to thank for them.”
The death of Mr. Clare removed the person who could most effectually have moderated the animosities of the contending parties, and took away the great operative check upon the excesses of Mr. Tyrrel. This rustic96 tyrant97 had been held in involuntary restraint by the intellectual ascendancy98 of his celebrated99 neighbour: and, notwithstanding the general ferocity of his temper, he did not appear till lately to have entertained a hatred100 against him. In the short time that had elapsed from the period in which Mr. Clare had fixed his residence in the neighbourhood, to that of the arrival of Mr. Falkland from the Continent, the conduct of Mr. Tyrrel had even shown tokens of improvement. He would indeed have been better satisfied not to have had even this intruder into a circle where he had been accustomed to reign101. But with Mr. Clare he could have no rivalship; the venerable character of Mr. Clare disposed him to submission102: this great man seemed to have survived all the acrimony of contention103, and all the jealous subtleties104 of a mistaken honour.
The effects of Mr. Clare’s suavity105 however, so far as related to Mr. Tyrrel, had been in a certain degree suspended by considerations of rivalship between this gentleman and Mr. Falkland. And, now that the influence of Mr. Clare’s presence and virtues was entirely106 removed, Mr. Tyrrel’s temper broke out into more criminal excesses than ever. The added gloom which Mr. Falkland’s neighbourhood inspired, overflowed107 upon all his connections; and the new examples of his sullenness108 and tyranny which every day afforded, reflected back upon this accumulated and portentous109 feud110.
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98 ascendancy | |
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99 celebrated | |
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100 hatred | |
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101 reign | |
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102 submission | |
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103 contention | |
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104 subtleties | |
细微( subtlety的名词复数 ); 精细; 巧妙; 细微的差别等 | |
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105 suavity | |
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106 entirely | |
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107 overflowed | |
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108 sullenness | |
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109 portentous | |
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n.长期不和;世仇;v.长期争斗;世代结仇 | |
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