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Being the Experiences of Mr. John Lavender in the Time of War

Recorded by:  A. R. P—­M [John Galsworthy]

[Note:  John Galsworthy said of this work:  “‘The Burning Spear’ was revenge of the nerves.  It was bad enough to have to bear the dreads and strains and griefs of war.”  Several years after its first publication he admitted authorship and it was included in the collected edition of his works.  D.W.]

“With a heart of furious fancies,
Whereof I am commander,
With a burning spear and a horse of air
In the wilderness I wander;
With a night of ghosts and shadows
I summoned am to tourney
Ten leagues beyond the wide world’s end
For me it is no journey.”





In the year ——­ there dwelt on Hampstead Heath a small thin gentleman of fifty-eight, gentle disposition, and independent means, whose wits had become somewhat addled from reading the writings and speeches of public men.  The castle which, like every Englishman, he inhabited was embedded in lilac bushes and laburnums, and was attached to another castle, embedded, in deference to our national dislike of uniformity, in acacias and laurustinus.  Our gentleman, whose name was John Lavender, had until the days of the Great War passed one of those curious existences are sometimes to be met with, in doing harm to nobody.  He had been brought up to the Bar, but like most barristers had never practised, and had spent his time among animals and the wisdom of the past.  At the period in which this record opens he owned a young female sheep-dog called Blink, with beautiful eyes obscured by hair; and was attended to by a thin and energetic housekeeper, in his estimation above all weakness, whose name was Marian Petty, and by her husband, his chauffeur, whose name was Joe.

It was the ambition of our hero to be, like all public men, without fear and without reproach.  He drank not, abstained from fleshly intercourse, and habitually spoke the truth.  His face was thin, high cheek-boned, and not unpleasing, with one loose eyebrow over which he had no control; his eyes, bright and of hazel hue, looked his fellows in the face without seeing what was in it.  Though his moustache was still dark, his thick waving hair was permanently white, for his study was lined from floor to ceiling with books, pamphlets, journals, and the recorded utterances of great mouths.  He was of a frugal habit, ate what was put before him without question, and if asked what he would have, invariably answered:  “What is there?” without listening to the reply.  For at mealtimes it was his custom to read the writings of great men.

“Joe,” he would say to his chauffeur, who had a slight limp, a green wandering eye, and a red face, with a rather curved and rather redder nose, “You must read this.”

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