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the uncommercial traveller-第29部分

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have been bricked up; and the service books are musty; and the

pulpit cushions are threadbare; and the whole of the church

furniture is in a very advanced stage of exhaustion。  We are three

old women (habitual); two young lovers (accidental); two tradesmen;

one with a wife and one alone; an aunt and nephew; again two girls

(these two girls dressed out for church with everything about them

limp that should be stiff; and VICE VERSA; are an invariable

experience); and three sniggering boys。  The clergyman is; perhaps;

the chaplain of a civic company; he has the moist and vinous look;

and eke the bulbous boots; of one acquainted with 'Twenty port; and

comet vintages。



We are so quiet in our dulness that the three sniggering boys; who

have got away into a corner by the altar…railing; give us a start;

like crackers; whenever they laugh。  And this reminds me of my own

village church where; during sermon…time on bright Sundays when the

birds are very musical indeed; farmers' boys patter out over the

stone pavement; and the clerk steps out from his desk after them;

and is distinctly heard in the summer repose to pursue and punch

them in the churchyard; and is seen to return with a meditative

countenance; making believe that nothing of the sort has happened。

The aunt and nephew in this City church are much disturbed by the

sniggering boys。  The nephew is himself a boy; and the sniggerers

tempt him to secular thoughts of marbles and string; by secretly

offering such commodities to his distant contemplation。  This young

Saint Anthony for a while resists; but presently becomes a

backslider; and in dumb show defies the sniggerers to 'heave' a

marble or two in his direction。  Here in he is detected by the aunt

(a rigorous reduced gentlewoman who has the charge of offices); and

I perceive that worthy relative to poke him in the side; with the

corrugated hooked handle of an ancient umbrella。  The nephew

revenges himself for this; by holding his breath and terrifying his

kinswoman with the dread belief that he has made up his mind to

burst。  Regardless of whispers and shakes; he swells and becomes

discoloured; and yet again swells and becomes discoloured; until

the aunt can bear it no longer; but leads him out; with no visible

neck; and with his eyes going before him like a prawn's。  This

causes the sniggerers to regard flight as an eligible move; and I

know which of them will go out first; because of the over…devout

attention that he suddenly concentrates on the clergyman。  In a

little while; this hypocrite; with an elaborate demonstration of

hushing his footsteps; and with a face generally expressive of

having until now forgotten a religious appointment elsewhere; is

gone。  Number two gets out in the same way; but rather quicker。

Number three getting safely to the door; there turns reckless; and

banging it open; flies forth with a Whoop! that vibrates to the top

of the tower above us。



The clergyman; who is of a prandial presence and a muffled voice;

may be scant of hearing as well as of breath; but he only glances

up; as having an idea that somebody has said Amen in a wrong place;

and continues his steady jog…trot; like a farmer's wife going to

market。  He does all he has to do; in the same easy way; and gives

us a concise sermon; still like the jog…trot of the farmer's wife

on a level road。  Its drowsy cadence soon lulls the three old women

asleep; and the unmarried tradesman sits looking out at window; and

the married tradesman sits looking at his wife's bonnet; and the

lovers sit looking at one another; so superlatively happy; that I

mind when I; turned of eighteen; went with my Angelica to a City

church on account of a shower (by this special coincidence that it

was in Huggin…lane); and when I said to my Angelica; 'Let the

blessed event; Angelica; occur at no altar but this!' and when my

Angelica consented that it should occur at no other … which it

certainly never did; for it never occurred anywhere。  And O;

Angelica; what has become of you; this present Sunday morning when

I can't attend to the sermon; and; more difficult question than

that; what has become of Me as I was when I sat by your side!



But; we receive the signal to make that unanimous dive which surely

is a little conventional … like the strange rustlings and settlings

and clearings of throats and noses; which are never dispensed with;

at certain points of the Church service; and are never held to be

necessary under any other circumstances。  In a minute more it is

all over; and the organ expresses itself to be as glad of it as it

can be of anything in its rheumatic state; and in another minute we

are all of us out of the church; and Whity…brown has locked it up。

Another minute or little more; and; in the neighbouring churchyard

… not the yard of that church; but of another … a churchyard like a

great shabby old mignonette box; with two trees in it and one tomb

… I meet Whity…brown; in his private capacity; fetching a pint of

beer for his dinner from the public…house in the corner; where the

keys of the rotting fire…ladders are kept and were never asked for;

and where there is a ragged; white…seamed; out…at…elbowed bagatelle

board on the first floor。



In one of these City churches; and only in one; I found an

individual who might have been claimed as expressly a City

personage。  I remember the church; by the feature that the

clergyman couldn't get to his own desk without going through the

clerk's; or couldn't get to the pulpit without going through the

reading…desk … I forget which; and it is no matter … and by the

presence of this personage among the exceedingly sparse

congregation。  I doubt if we were a dozen; and we had no exhausted

charity school to help us out。  The personage was dressed in black

of square cut; and was stricken in years; and wore a black velvet

cap; and cloth shoes。  He was of a staid; wealthy; and dissatisfied

aspect。  In his hand; he conducted to church a mysterious child:  a

child of the feminine gender。  The child had a beaver hat; with a

stiff drab plume that surely never belonged to any bird of the air。

The child was further attired in a nankeen frock and spencer; brown

boxing…gloves; and a veil。  It had a blemish; in the nature of

currant jelly; on its chin; and was a thirsty child。  Insomuch that

the personage carried in his pocket a green bottle; from which;

when the first psalm was given out; the child was openly refreshed。

At all other times throughout the service it was motionless; and

stood on the seat of the large pew; closely fitted into the corner;

like a rain…water pipe。



The personage never opened his book; and never looked at the

clergyman。  He never sat down either; but stood with his arms

leaning on the top of the pew; and his forehead sometimes shaded

with his right hand; always looking at the church door。  It was a

long church for a church of its size; and he was at the upper end;

but he always looked 
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