There were half-a-dozen carriages, and a score of led horses outside the fair-green, a precious lot of ragamuffins, and a good resort to the public-house opposite; and the gate being open, the artillery1 band, rousing all the echoes round with harmonious2 and exhilarating thunder, within — an occasional crack of a ‘Brown Bess,’ with a puff3 of white smoke over the hedge, being heard, and the cheers of the spectators, and sometimes a jolly chorus of many-toned laughter, all mixed together, and carried on with a pleasant running hum of voices — Mervyn, the stranger, reckoning on being unobserved in the crowd, and weary of the very solitude4 he courted, turned to his right, and so found himself upon the renowned5 fair-green of Palmerstown.
It was really a gay rural sight. The circular target stood, with its bright concentric rings, in conspicuous6 isolation7, about a hundred yards away, against the green slope of the hill. The competitors in their best Sunday suits, some armed with muskets8 and some with fowling9 pieces — for they were not particular — and with bunches of ribbons fluttering in their three-cornered hats, and sprigs of gay flowers in their breasts, stood in the foreground, in an irregular cluster, while the spectators, in pleasant disorder10, formed two broad, and many-coloured parterres, broken into little groups, and separated by a wide, clear sweep of green sward, running up from the marksmen to the target.
In the luminous11 atmosphere the men of those days showed bright and gay. Such fine scarlet12 and gold waistcoats — such sky-blue and silver — such pea-green lutestrings — and pink silk linings13 — and flashing buckles14 — and courtly wigs15 — or becoming powder — went pleasantly with the brilliant costume of the stately dames17 and smiling lasses. There was a pretty sprinkling of uniforms, too — the whole picture in gentle motion, and the bugles18 and drums of the Royal Irish Artillery filling the air with inspiring music.
All the neighbours were there — merry little Dr. Toole in his grandest wig16 and gold-headed cane19, with three dogs at his heels,— he seldom appeared without this sort of train — sometimes three — sometimes five — sometimes as many as seven — and his hearty20 voice was heard bawling21 at them by name, as he sauntered through the town of a morning, and theirs occasionally in short screeches22, responsive to the touch of his cane. Now it was, ‘Fairy, you savage23, let that pig alone!’ a yell and a scuffle —‘Juno, drop it, you slut’— or ‘C?sar, you blackguard, where are you going?’
‘Look at Sturk there, with his lordship,’ said Toole, to the fair Magnolia, with a wink24 and a nod, and a sneering25 grin. ‘Good natured dog that — ha! ha! You’ll find he’ll oust26 Nutter27 at last, and get the agency; that’s what he’s driving at — always undermining somebody.’ Doctor Sturk and Lord Castlemallard were talking apart on the high ground, and the artillery surgeon was pointing with his cane at distant objects. ‘I’ll lay you fifty he’s picking holes in Nutter’s management this moment.’
I’m afraid there was some truth in the theory, and Toole — though he did not remember to mention it — had an instinctive29 notion that Sturk had an eye upon the civil practice of the neighbourhood, and was meditating30 a retirement31 from the army, and a serious invasion of his domain32.
Sturk and Toole, behind backs, did not spare one another. Toole called Sturk a ‘horse doctor,’ and ‘the smuggler’— in reference to some affair about French brandy, never made quite clear to me, but in which, I believe, Sturk was really not to blame; and Sturk called him ‘that drunken little apothecary’— for Toole had a boy who compounded, under the rose, his draughts33, pills, and powders in the back parlour — and sometimes, ‘that smutty little ballad34 singer,’ or ‘that whiskeyfied dog-fancier, Toole.’ There was no actual quarrel, however; they met freely — told one another the news — their mutual35 disagreeabilities were administered guardedly — and, on the whole, they hated one another in a neighbourly way.
Fat, short, radiant, General Chattesworth — in full, artillery uniform — was there, smiling, and making little speeches to the ladies, and bowing stiffly from his hips36 upward — his great cue playing all the time up and down his back, and sometimes so near the ground when he stood erect37 and threw back his head, that Toole, seeing Juno eyeing the appendage38 rather viciously, thought it prudent39 to cut her speculations40 short with a smart kick.
His sister Rebecca — tall, erect, with grand lace, in a splendid stiff brocade, and with a fine fan — was certainly five-and-fifty, but still wonderfully fresh, and sometimes had quite a pretty little pink colour — perfectly41 genuine — in her cheeks; command sat in her eye and energy on her lip — but though it was imperious and restless, there was something provokingly likeable and even pleasant in her face. Her niece, Gertrude, the general’s daughter, was also tall, graceful42 — and, I am told, perfectly handsome.
‘Be the powers, she’s mighty43 handsome!’ observed ‘Lieutenant44 Fireworker’ O’Flaherty, who, being a little stupid, did not remember that such a remark was not likely to pleasure the charming Magnolia Macnamara, to whom he had transferred the adoration45 of a passionate46, but somewhat battered47 heart.
‘They must not see with my eyes that think so,’ said Mag, with a disdainful toss of her head.
‘They say she’s not twenty, but I’ll wager48 a pipe of claret she’s something to the back of it,’ said O’Flaherty, mending his hand.
‘Why, bless your innocence49, she’ll never see five-and-twenty, and a bit to spare,’ sneered50 Miss Mag, who might more truly have told that tale of herself. ‘Who’s that pretty young man my Lord Castlemallard is introducing to her and old Chattesworth?’ The commendation was a shot at poor O’Flaherty.
‘Hey — so, my Lord knows him!’ says Toole, very much interested. ‘Why that’s Mr. Mervyn, that’s stopping at the Phoenix51. A. Mervyn,— I saw it on his dressing52 case. See how she smiles.’
‘Ay, she simpers like a firmity kettle,’ said scornful Miss Mag.
‘They’re very grand today, the Chattesworths, with them two livery footmen behind them,’ threw in O’Flaherty, accommodating his remarks to the spirit of his lady-love.
‘That young buck’s a man of consequence,’ Toole rattled53 on; ‘Miss does not smile on everybody.’
‘Ay, she looks as if butter would not melt in her mouth, but I warrant cheese won’t choke her,’ Magnolia laughed out with angry eyes.
Magnolia’s fat and highly painted parent — poor bragging54, good-natured, cunning, foolish Mrs. Macnamara, the widow — joined, with a venemous wheeze55 in the laugh.
Those who suppose that all this rancour was produced by mere56 feminine emulations and jealousy57 do these ladies of the ancient sept Macnamara foul58 wrong. Mrs. Mack, on the contrary, had a fat and genial59 soul of her own, and Magnolia was by no means a particularly ungenerous rival in the lists of love. But Aunt Rebecca was hoitytoity upon the Macnamaras, whom she would never consent to more than half-know, seeing them with difficulty, often failing to see them altogether — though Magnolia’s stature60 and activity did not always render that easy. To-day, for instance, when the firing was brisk, and some of the ladies uttered pretty little timid squalls, Miss Magnolia not only stood fire like brick, but with her own fair hands cracked off a firelock, and was more complimented and applauded than all the marksmen beside, although she shot most dangerously wide, and was much nearer hitting old Arthur Slowe than that respectable gentleman, who waved his hat and smirked62 gallantly63, was at all aware. Aunt Rebecca, notwithstanding all this, and although she looked straight at her from a distance of only ten steps, yet she could not see that large and highly-coloured heroine; and Magnolia was so incensed64 at her serene65 impertinence that when Gertrude afterwards smiled and courtesied twice, she only held her head the higher and flung a flashing defiance66 from her fine eyes right at that unoffending virgin67.
Everybody knew that Miss Rebecca Chattesworth ruled supreme68 at Belmont. With a docile69 old general and a niece so young, she had less resistance to encounter than, perhaps, her ardent70 soul would have relished71. Fortunately for the general it was only now and then that Aunt Becky took a whim72 to command the Royal Irish Artillery. She had other hobbies just as odd, though not quite so scandalous. It had struck her active mind that such of the ancient women of Chapelizod as were destitute73 of letters — mendicants and the like — should learn to read. Twice a week her ‘old women’s school,’ under that energetic lady’s presidency74, brought together its muster-roll of rheumatism75, paralysis76, dim eyes, bothered ears, and invincible77 stupidity. Over the fire-place in large black letters, was the legend, ‘BETTER LATE THAN NEVER!’ and out came the horn-books and spectacles, and to it they went with their A-B ab, etc., and plenty of wheezing78 and coughing. Aunt Becky kept good fires, and served out a mess of bread and broth79, along with some pungent80 ethics81, to each of her hopeful old girls. In winter she further encouraged them with a flannel82 petticoat apiece, and there was besides a monthly dole83. So that although after a year there was, perhaps, on the whole, no progress in learning, the affair wore a tolerably encouraging aspect; for the academy had increased in numbers, and two old fellows, liking84 the notion of the broth and the 6d. a month — one a barber, Will Potts, ruined by a shake in his right hand, the other a drunken pensioner85, Phil Doolan, with a wooden leg — petitioned to be enrolled86, and were, accordingly, admitted. Then Aunt Becky visited the gaols87, and had a knack88 of picking up the worst characters there, and had generally two or three discharged felons89 on her hands. Some people said she was a bit of a Voltarian, but unjustly; for though she now and then came out with a bouncing social paradox90, she was a good bitter Church-woman. So she was liberal and troublesome — off-handed and dictatorial91 — not without good nature, but administering her benevolences somewhat tyrannically, and, for the most part, doing more or less of positive mischief92 in the process.
And now the general (‘old Chattesworth,’ as the scornful Magnolia called him) drew near, with his benevolent93 smirk61, and his stiff bows, and all his good-natured formalities — for the general had no notion of ignoring his good friend and officer, Major O’Neill, or his sister or niece — and so he made up to Mrs. Macnamara, who arrested a narrative94 in which she was demonstrating to O’Flaherty the general’s lineal descent from old Chattesworth — an army tailor in Queen Anne’s time — and his cousinship to a live butter dealer95 in Cork96 — and spicing her little history with not a very nice epigram on his uncle, ‘the counsellor,’ by Dr. Swift, which she delivered with a vicious chuckle97 in the ‘Fireworker’s’ ear, who also laughed, though he did not quite see the joke, and said, ‘Oh-ho-ho, murdher!’
The good Mrs. Mack received the general haughtily98 and slightly, and Miss Magnolia with a short courtesy and a little toss of her head, and up went her fan, and she giggled99 something in Toole’s ear, who grinned, and glanced uneasily out of the corner of his shrewd little eye at the unsuspicious general and on to Aunt Rebecca; for it was very important to Dr. Toole to stand well at Belmont. So, seeing that Miss Mag was disposed to be vicious, and not caring to be compromised by her tricks, he whistled and bawled100 to his dogs, and with a jolly smirk and flourish of his cocked-hat, off he went to seek other adventures.
Thus, was there feud101 and malice102 between two houses, and Aunt Rebecca’s wrong-headed freak of cutting the Macnamaras (for it was not ‘snobbery,’ and she would talk for hours on band-days publicly and familiarly with scrubby little Mrs. Toole), involved her innocent relations in scorn and ill-will; for this sort of offence, like Chinese treason, is not visited on the arch offender103 only, but according to a scale of consanguinity104, upon his kith and kin28. The criminal is minced105 — his sons lashed106 — his nephews reduced to cutlets — his cousins to joints107 — and so on — none of the family quite escapes; and seeing the bitter reprisals108 provoked by this kind of uncharity, fiercer and more enduring by much than any begotten109 of more tangible110 wrongs, Christian111 people who pray, ‘lead us not into temptation,’ and repeat ‘blessed are the peace-makers,’ will, on the whole, do wisely to forbear practising it.
As handsome, slender Captain Devereux, with his dark face, and great, strange, earnest eyes, and that look of intelligence so racy and peculiar112, that gave him a sort of enigmatical interest, stepped into the fair-green, the dark blue glance of poor Nan Glynn, of Palmerstown, from under her red Sunday riding-hood, followed the tall, dashing, graceful apparition113 with a stolen glance of wild loyalty114 and admiration115. Poor Nan! with thy fun and thy rascalities, thy strong affections and thy fatal gift of beauty, where does thy head rest now?
Handsome Captain Devereux!— Gipsy Devereux, as they called him for his clear dark complexion116 — was talking a few minutes later to Lilias Walsingham. Oh, pretty Lilias — oh, true lady — I never saw the pleasant crayon sketch117 that my mother used to speak of, but the tradition of thee has come to me — so bright and tender, with its rose and violet tints118, and merry, melancholy119 dimples, that I see thee now, as then, with the dew of thy youth still on thee, and sigh as I look, as if on a lost, early love of mine.
‘I’m out of conceit120 with myself,’ he said; ‘I’m so idle and useless; I wish that were all — I wish myself better, but I’m such a weak coxcomb121 — a father-confessor might keep me nearer to my duty — some one to scold and exhort122 me. Perhaps if some charitable lady would take me in hand, something might be made of me still.’
There was a vein123 of seriousness in this reverie which amused the young lady; for she had never heard anything worse of him — very young ladies seldom do hear the worst — than that he had played once or twice rather high.
‘Shall I ask Gertrude Chattesworth to speak to her Aunt Rebecca?’ said Lilias slyly. ‘Suppose you attend her school in Martin’s Row, with “better late than never” over her chimneypiece: there are two pupils of your own sex, you know, and you might sit on the bench with poor Potts and good old Doolan.’
‘Thank you. Miss Lilias,’ he answered, with a bow and a little laugh, as it seemed just the least bit in the world piqued124; ‘I know she would do it zealously125; but neither so well nor so wisely as others might; I wish I dare ask you to lecture me.’
‘I!’ said that young lady. ‘Oh, yes, I forgot,’ she went on merrily,’ five years ago, when I was a little girl, you once called me Dr. Walsingham’s curate, I was so grave — do you remember?’
She did not know how much obliged Devereux was to her for remembering that poor little joke, and how much the handsome lieutenant would have given, at that instant, to kiss the hand of the grave little girl of five years ago.
‘I was a more impudent126 fellow then,’ he said, ‘than I am now; won’t you forget my old impertinences, and allow me to make atonement, and be your — your very humble127 servant now?’
She laughed. ‘Not my servant — but you know I can’t help you being my parishioner.’
‘And as such surely I may plead an humble right to your counsels and reproof128. Yes, you shall lecture me — I’ll bear it from none but you, and the more you do it, the happier, at least, you make me,’ he said.
‘Alas, if my censure129 is pleasant to you, ’tis a certain sign it can do you no good.’
‘It shall do me good, and be it never so bitter and so true, it will be pleasant to me too,’ he answered, with an honest and very peculiar light in his dark, strange eyes; and after a little pause, ‘I’ll tell you why, just because I had rather you remembered my faults, than that you did not remember me at all.’
‘But, ’tis not my business to make people angry.’
‘More likely you should make me sad, or perhaps happy, that is to say, better. I think you’d like to see your parish improve.’
‘So I would — but by means of my example, not my preaching. No; I leave that to wiser heads — to the rector, for instance’— and she drew closer to the dear old man, with a quick fond glance of such proud affection, for she thought the sun never shone upon his like, as made Devereux sigh a little unconscious sigh. The old man did not hear her — he was too absorbed in his talk — he only felt the pressure of his darling’s little hand, and returned it, after his wont130, with a gentle squeeze of his cassocked arm, while he continued the learned essay he was addressing to young, queer, erudite, simple Dan Loftus, on the descent of the Decie branch of the Desmonds. There was, by-the-bye, a rumour131 — I know not how true — that these two sages132 were concocting133 between them, beside their folios on the Castle of Chapelizod, an interminable history of Ireland.
Devereux was secretly chafed134 at the sort of invisible, but insuperable resistance which pretty Lilias Walsingham, as it seemed, unconsciously opposed to his approaches to a nearer and tenderer sort of trifling135. ‘The little Siren! there are air-drawn circles round her which I cannot pass — and why should I? How is it that she interests me, and yet repels136 me so easily? And — and when I came here first,’ he continued aloud, ‘you were, oh dear! how mere a child, hardly eleven years old. How long I’ve known you, Miss Lilias, and yet how formal you are with me.’ There was reproach almost fierce in his eye, though his tones were low and gentle. ‘Well!’ he said, with an odd changed little laugh, ‘you did commit yourself at first — you spoke137 against card-playing, and I tell you frankly138 I mean to play a great deal more, and a great deal higher than I’ve ever done before, and so adieu.’
He did not choose to see the little motion which indicated that she was going to shake hands with him, and only bowed the lower, and answered her grave smile, which seemed to say, ‘Now, you are vexed,’ with another little laugh, and turned gaily139 away, and so was gone.
‘She thinks she has wounded me, and she thinks, I suppose, that I can’t be happy away from her. I’ll let her see I can; I shan’t speak to her, no, nor look at her, for a month!’
The Chattesworths by this time, as well as others, were moving away — and that young Mr. Mervyn, more remarked upon than he suspected, walked with them to the gate of the fair-green. As he passed he bowed low to good Parson Walsingham, who returned his salute140, not unkindly — that never was — but very gravely, and with his gentle and thoughtful blue eyes followed the party sadly on their way.
‘Ay — there he goes — Mervyn! Well!— so — so — pray Heaven, sorrow and a blight141 follow him not into this place.’ The rector murmured to himself, and sighed, still following him with his glance.
Little Lilias, with her hand within his arm, wondered, as she glanced upward into that beloved face, what could have darkened it with a look so sad and anxious; and then her eyes also followed the retreating figure of that pale young man, with a sort of interest not quite unmixed with uneasiness.
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