CHAPTER I When
I 0
was
a small boy 63
at the beginning of the century
I 0
remember
an old man who wore knee-breeches and worsted stockings , and who used to hobble about
the street of
our 4
village 3
2
with the help of a stick 1
.
He 1
must have been getting on for eighty in the year 1807 , earlier than which date
I 0
suppose
I 0
can hardly remember
him 1
, for
I 0
was born in 1802 .
A few white locks hung about
his 1
ears ,
his 1
shoulders were bent and
his 1
knees feeble , but
he 1
was still hale , and was much respected in
our 5
little world of Paleham 3
.
His 1
name was
Pontifex 1
.
His 1
wife 6
was said to be
his 1
master 64
;
I 0
have been told
she 6
brought
him 1
a little money , but it can not have been much .
She 6
was
a tall , square-shouldered person (
I 0
have heard
my 0
father 7
call
her 6
a Gothic woman 66
) who had insisted on being married to
Mr Pontifex 1
when
he 1
was young and too good-natured to say nay to
any woman who wooed
him 1
8
65
.
The pair 9
had lived not unhappily together , for
Mr Pontifex 1
's temper was easy and
he 1
soon learned to bow before
his 1
wife 6
's more stormy moods .
Mr Pontifex 1
was
a carpenter by trade 67
;
he 1
was also at one time
parish clerk 10
; when
I 0
remember
him 1
, however ,
he 1
had so far risen in life as to be no longer compelled to work with
his 1
own hands .
In
his 1
earlier days
he 1
had taught
himself 1
to draw .
I 0
do not say
he 1
drew well , but it was surprising
he 1
should draw as well as
he 1
did .
My 0
father , who took the living of
Paleham 3
about the year 1797 7
, became possessed of a good many of
old Mr Pontifex 1
's drawings , which were always of local subjects , and so unaffectedly painstaking that they might have passed for the work of
some good early master 11
.
I 0
remember them as hanging up framed and glazed in the study at
the Rectory 12
, and tinted , as all else in
the room 13
was tinted , with the green reflected from the fringe of ivy leaves that grew around the windows .
I 0
wonder how they will actually cease and come to an end as drawings , and into what new phases of being they will then enter .
Not content with being
an artist 14
,
Mr Pontifex 1
must needs also be
a musician 68
.
He 1
built the organ in
the church 15
with
his 1
own hands , and made a smaller one which
he 1
kept in
his 1
own house 16
.
He 1
could play as much as
he 1
could draw , not very well according to professional standards , but much better than could have been expected .
I 0
myself 0
showed a taste for music at an early age , and
old Mr Pontifex 1
on finding it out , as
he 1
soon did , became partial to
me 0
in consequence .
It may be thought that with so many irons in the fire
he 1
could hardly be
a very thriving man 59
, but this was not the case .
His 1
father 17
had been
a day labourer 69
, and
he 1
had
himself 1
begun life with no other capital than
his 1
good sense and good constitution ; now , however , there was a goodly show of timber about
his 1
yard 18
, and a look of solid comfort over
his 1
whole establishment 19
.
Towards the close of the eighteenth century and not long before
my 0
father 7
came to
Paleham 3
,
he 1
had taken
a farm of about ninety acres 20
, thus making a considerable rise in life .
Along with
the farm 20
there went
an old-fashioned but comfortable house with a charming garden and an orchard 21
.
The carpenter 1
's business was now carried on in
one of the outhouses that had once been part of
some conventual buildings 23
22
, the remains of which could be seen in what was called
the Abbey Close 24
.
The house itself 21
, embosomed in honeysuckles and creeping roses , was
an ornament to
the whole village 3
70
, nor were
its 21
internal arrangements less exemplary than
its 21
outside was ornamental .
Report said that
Mrs Pontifex 6
starched the sheets for
her 6
best bed , and
I 0
can well believe it .
How well do
I 0
remember
her 6
parlour 57
half filled with the organ which
her 6
husband 1
had built , and scented with a withered apple or two from the _ pyrus japonica _ that grew outside
the house 21
; the picture of the prize ox over the chimney-piece , which
Mr Pontifex 1
himself 1
had painted ; the transparency of
the man coming to show light to
a coach 26
upon a snowy night 25
, also by
Mr Pontifex 1
;
the little old man 27
and
little old woman who told the weather 28
; the china shepherd and shepherdess ; the jars of feathery flowering grasses with a peacock 's feather or two among them to set them off , and the china bowls full of dead rose leaves dried with bay salt .
All has long since vanished and become a memory , faded but still fragrant to
myself 0
.
Nay , but
her 6
kitchen 29
-- and the glimpses into
a cavernous cellar beyond
it 29
, wherefrom came gleams from the pale surfaces of milk cans 30
, or it may be of the arms and face of
a milkmaid skimming the cream 31
; or again
her 6
storeroom 58
, where among other treasures
she 6
kept the famous lipsalve which was one of
her 6
especial glories , and of which
she 6
would present a shape yearly to those whom
she 6
delighted to honour .
She 6
wrote out the recipe for this and gave it to
my 0
mother 32
a year or two before
she 32
died , but
we 33
could never make it as
she 6
did .
When
we 33
were
children 71
she 6
used sometimes to send
her 6
respects to
my 0
mother 32
, and ask leave for
us 1
to come and take tea with
her 6
.
Right well
she 6
used to ply
us 33
.
As for
her 6
temper ,
we 33
never met such
a delightful old lady 34
in
our 33
lives ; whatever
Mr Pontifex 1
may have had to put up with ,
we 33
had no cause for complaint , and then
Mr Pontifex 1
would play to
us 33
upon the organ , and
we 33
would stand round
him 1
open-mouthed and think
him 1
the most wonderfully clever man that ever was born , except of course
our 33
papa 7
80
.
Mrs Pontifex 6
had no sense of humour , at least
I 0
can call to mind no signs of this , but
her 6
husband 1
had plenty of fun in
him 1
, though few would have guessed it from
his 1
appearance .
I 0
remember
my 0
father 7
once sent
me 0
down to
his 1
workship 22
to get some glue , and
I 0
happened to come when
old Pontifex 1
was in the act of scolding
his 1
boy 35
.
He 1
had got
the lad 35
--
a pudding-headed fellow 60
-- by the ear and was saying , " What ?
Lost again -- smothered o ' wit . "
(
I 0
believe it was the boy who was
himself 35
supposed to be
a wandering soul 72
, and who was thus addressed as lost . )
" Now , look here ,
my 1
lad 35
, "
he 1
continued , "
some boys 36
are born stupid , and
thou 35
art one of
them 37
; some achieve stupidity -- that 's
thee 35
again ,
Jim 35
--
thou 35
wast both born stupid and hast greatly increased
thy 35
birthright -- and
some 38
" ( and here came a climax during which
the boy 35
's head and ear were swayed from side to side ) " have stupidity thrust upon
them 38
, which , if it please
the Lord 39
, shall not be
thy 35
case ,
my 1
lad 35
, for
I 1
will thrust stupidity from
thee 35
, though
I 1
have to box
thine 35
ears in doing so , " but
I 0
did not see that
the old man 1
really did box
Jim 35
's ears , or do more than pretend to frighten
him 35
, for the two understood one another perfectly well .
Another time
I 0
remember hearing
him 1
call
the village rat-catcher 40
by saying , " Come hither ,
thou 40
three-days-and-three-nights ,
thou 40
, " alluding , as
I 0
afterwards learned , to
the rat-catcher 40
's periods of intoxication ; but
I 0
will tell no more of such trifles .
My 0
father 7
's face would always brighten when
old Pontifex 1
's name was mentioned .
"
I 7
tell
you 0
,
Edward 0
, "
he 7
would say to
me 0
, "
old Pontifex 1
was not only
an able man 73
, but
he 1
was
one of the very ablest men that ever
I 7
knew 74
. "
This was more than
I 0
as
a young man 61
was prepared to stand .
"
My 0
dear father 7
, "
I 0
answered , " what did
he 1
do ?
He 1
could draw a little , but could
he 1
to save
his 1
life have got a picture into
the Royal Academy 42
exhibition 41
?
He 1
built two organs and could play the Minuet in _ Samson _ on one and the March in _ Scipio _ on the other ;
he 1
was
a good carpenter 75
and a bit of
a wag 62
;
he 1
was
a good old fellow enough 76
, but why make
him 1
out so much abler than
he 1
was ? "
"
My 7
boy 0
, " returned
my 0
father 7
, "
you 0
must not judge by the work , but by the work in connection with the surroundings .
Could
Giotto 43
or
Filippo Lippi 44
, think
you 0
, have got a picture into
the Exhibition 41
?
Would a single one of those frescoes
we 45
went to see when
we 45
were at
Padua 46
have the remotest chance of being hung , if it were sent in for exhibition now ?
Why ,
the Academy 42
people 47
would be so outraged that
they 47
would not even write to
poor Giotto 43
to tell
him 43
to come and take
his 43
fresco away .
Phew ! "
continued
he 7
, waxing warm , " if
old Pontifex 1
had had
Cromwell 48
's chances
he 1
would have done all that
Cromwell 48
did , and have done it better ; if
he 1
had had
Giotto 43
's chances
he 1
would have done all that
Giotto 43
did , and done it no worse ; as it was ,
he 1
was
a village carpenter 77
, and
I 7
will undertake to say
he 1
never scamped a job in the whole course of
his 1
life . "
" But , " said
I 0
, "
we 49
can not judge
people 50
with so many ' ifs . '
If
old Pontifex 1
had lived in
Giotto 43
's time
he 1
might have been
another Giotto 51
, but
he 1
did not live in
Giotto 43
's time . "
"
I 7
tell
you 0
,
Edward 0
, " said
my 0
father 7
with some severity , "
we 52
must judge
men 53
not so much by what
they 53
do , as by what
they 53
make
us 54
feel that
they 53
have it in
them 53
to do .
If
a man 55
has done enough either in painting , music or the affairs of life , to make
me 7
feel that
I 7
might trust
him 55
in an emergency
he 55
has done enough .
It is not by what
a man 56
has actually put upon
his 56
canvas , nor yet by the acts which
he 56
has set down , so to speak , upon the canvas of
his 56
life that
I 7
will judge
him 56
, but by what
he 56
makes
me 7
feel that
he 56
felt and aimed at .
If
he 56
has made
me 7
feel that
he 56
felt those things to be loveable which
I 7
hold loveable
myself 7
I 7
ask no more ;
his 56
grammar may have been imperfect , but still
I 7
have understood
him 56
;
he 56
and
I 7
are _ en rapport _ ; and
I 7
say again ,
Edward 0
, that
old Pontifex 1
was not only
an able man 78
, but
one of the very ablest men
I 7
ever knew 79
. "