Walking-Stick Papers eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 215 pages of information about Walking-Stick Papers.

Walking-Stick Papers eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 215 pages of information about Walking-Stick Papers.

Once, indeed, municipal documents were august pages.  Some of the early Italian and German are on paper that will last as long as the law.  And in these times the title pages of municipal documents were Piranesiesque:  massive architectural scroll work framing stone tablets, hung with garlands of fruit and grain, and decorated with carved lions, human heads, and histrionic masks.  And initial letters throughout to correspond.

Now who but France would bind her municipal documents in heavily tooled, full levant morocco, with grained silk inside covers?

XVIII

AS TO PEOPLE

It is a very pleasant thing to go about in the world and see all the people.

Among the finest people in the world to talk with are scrubwomen.  Bartenders, particularly those in very low places, are not without considerable merit in this respect.  Policemen and trolley-car conductors have great social value.  Rustic ferry-men are very attractive intellectually.  But for a feast of reason and a flow of soul I know of no society at all comparable to that of scrubwomen.

It is possible that you do not cultivate scrubwomen.  That is your misfortune.  Let me tell you about my scrubwoman.  I know only this one, I regret to say, but she, I take it, is representative.

Her name—­ah, what does it matter, her name?  The thing beyond price is her mind.  There is stored, in opulence, all the ready-made language, the tag-ends of expression, coined by modern man.  But she does not use this rich dross as others do.  She touches nothing that she does not adorn.  She turns the familiar into the unexpected, which is precisely what great writers do.  To employ her own expression, she’s “a hot sketch, all right.”

She did not like the former occupant of my office.  No; she told me that she “could not bear a hair of his head.”  It seems that some altercation occurred between them.  And whatever it was she had to say, she declares that she “told it to him in black and white.”  This gentleman, it seems, was “the very Old Boy.”  Though my scrubwoman admits that she herself is “a sarcastic piece of goods.”  By way of emphasis she invariably adds to her assertions, “Believe me!”

Her son—­she has a son—­has much trouble with his feet.  His mother says that if he has gone to one “shoeopodist” he has gone to a dozen.  My scrubwoman tells me that she is “the only fair one” of her family.  Her people, it appears, “are all olive.”  My scrubwoman is a widow.  She has told me a number of times of the last days of her husband.  It is a touching story.  She realised that the end was near, and humoured him in his idea of returning before it was too late to “the old country.”  One day when he had asked her again if she had got the tickets, and then turned his face to the wall to cough, she said to herself, “Good-night—­shirt.”

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