One of Our Conquerors — Volume 1 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 150 pages of information about One of Our Conquerors — Volume 1.

One of Our Conquerors — Volume 1 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 150 pages of information about One of Our Conquerors — Volume 1.

There we find our nationality, our poetry, no Hebrew competing.

We do:  or there at least we left it.  Whether to recover it when wanted, is not so certain.  Humpy Hengist and dumpy Horsa, quitting ledger and coronet, might recur to their sea bowlegs and red-stubble chins, might take to their tarpaulins again; they might renew their manhood on the capture of cod; headed by Harald and Hardiknut, they might roll surges to whelm a Dominant Jew clean gone to the fleshpots and effeminacy.  Aldermen of our ancient conception, they may teach him that he has been backsliding once more, and must repent in ashes, as those who are for jewels, titles, essences, banquets, for wallowing in slimy spawn of lucre, have ever to do.  They dispossess him of his greedy gettings.

And how of the Law?

But the Law is always, and must ever be, the Law of the stronger.

—­Ay, but brain beats muscle, and what if the Jew should prove to have superior power of brain?  A dreaded hypothesis!  Why, then you see the insurgent Saxon seamen (of the names in two syllables with accent on the first), and their Danish captains, and it may be but a remnant of high-nosed old Norman Lord de Warenne beside them, in the criminal box:  and presently the Jew smoking a giant regalia cigar on a balcony giving view of a gallows-tree.  But we will try that:  on our side, to back a native pugnacity, is morality, humanity, fraternity—­nature’s rights, aha! and who withstands them? on his, a troop of mercenaries!

And that lands me in Red Republicanism, a hop and a skip from Socialism! said Mr. Radnor, and chuckled ironically at the natural declivity he had come to.  Still, there was an idea in it . . . .

A short run or attempt at running after the idea, ended in pain to his head near the spot where the haunting word punctilio caught at any excuse for clamouring.

Yet we cannot relinquish an idea that was ours; we are vowed to the pursuit of it.  Mr. Radnor lighted on the tracks, by dint of a thought flung at his partner Mr. Inchling’s dread of the Jews.  Inchling dreaded Scotchmen as well, and Americans, and Armenians, and Greeks:  latterly Germans hardly less; but his dread of absorption in Jewry, signifying subjection, had often precipitated a deplorable shrug, in which Victor Radnor now perceived the skirts of his idea, even to a fancy that something of the idea must have struck Inchling when he shrugged:  the idea being . . . he had lost it again.  Definition seemed to be an extirpation enemy of this idea, or she was by nature shy.  She was very feminine; coming when she willed and flying when wanted.  Not until nigh upon the close of his history did she return, full-statured and embraceable, to Victor Radnor.

CHAPTER II

THROUGH THE VAGUE TO THE INFINITELY LITTLE

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