Studies and Essays: Concerning Letters eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 51 pages of information about Studies and Essays.

Studies and Essays: Concerning Letters eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 51 pages of information about Studies and Essays.

“Aye, aye!  All’s well with your house, Sirs, and with the street before it!”

Thus they grew irritated with this old man who did not seem able to do anything but just hold his lanthorn up.  And gradually they began to dislike his passing by their doors with his pale light, by which they could not fail to see, not only the rich-carved frontages and scrolled gates of courtyards and fair gardens, but things that were not pleasing to the eye.  And they murmured amongst themselves:  “What is the good of this old man and his silly lanthorn?  We can see all we want to see without him; in fact, we got on very well before he came.”

So, as he passed, rich folk who were supping would pelt him with orange-peel and empty the dregs of their wine over his head; and poor folk, sleeping in their hutches, turned over, as the rays of the lanthorn fell on them, and cursed him for that disturbance.  Nor did revellers or footpads treat the old man, civilly, but tied him to the wall, where he was constrained to stay till a kind passerby released him.  And ever the bats darkened his lanthorn with their wings and tried to beat the flame out.  And the old man thought:  “This be a terrible hard job; I don’t seem to please nobody.”  But because the Prince of Felicitas had so commanded him, he continued nightly to pass with his lanthorn up and down the street; and every morning as the saffron swan came swimming overhead, to fall asleep.  But his sleep did not last long, for he was compelled to pass many hours each day in gathering rushes and melting down tallow for his lanthorn; so that his lean face grew more than ever like a sandwich of dried leather.

Now it came to pass that the Town Watch having had certain complaints made to them that persons had been bitten in the Vita Publica by rats, doubted of their duty to destroy these ferocious creatures; and they held investigation, summoning the persons bitten and inquiring of them how it was that in so dark a street they could tell that the animals which had bitten them were indeed rats.  Howbeit for some time no one could be found who could say more than what he had been told, and since this was not evidence, the Town Watch had good hopes that they would not after all be forced to undertake this tedious enterprise.  But presently there came before them one who said that he had himself seen the rat which had bitten him, by the light of an old man’s lanthorn.  When the Town Watch heard this they were vexed, for they knew that if this were true they would now be forced to prosecute the arduous undertaking, and they said: 

“Bring in this old man!”

Cethru was brought before them trembling.

“What is this we hear, old man, about your lanthorn and the rat?  And in the first place, what were you doing in the Vita Publica at that time of night?”

Cethru answered:  “I were just passin’ with my lanthorn!”

“Tell us—­did you see the rat?”

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