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ter me。 I suspected from Pen's terror that it had been recently。

It was Sunday and; as I reminded myself; the day before Christmas。 The ground was covered with snow; and as I walked up Market street my feet were soon soaked。 In my haste I had left my overshoes。 I was very cold; and; as I now see; foolishly fearful。 I kept thinking of what a conspicuous thing a fire…red head is; and of how many people knew me。 As I reached Woodbury early and without a cent; I had eaten nothing all day。 I relied on Pen。

Now I concluded to go down into my old neighborhood and get a lodging where no references were asked。 Next day I would  secure a disguise and get out of the way。 I had passed the day without food; as I have just said; and having ample means; concluded to go somewhere and get a good dinner。 It was now close to three in the afternoon。 I was aware of two things: that I was making many plans; and giving them up as soon as made; and that I was suddenly afraid without cause; afraid to enter an eating…house; and in fear of every man I met。

I went on; feeling more and more chilly。 When a man is really cold his mind does not work well; and now it was blowing a keen gale from the north。 At Second and South I came plump on a policeman I knew。 He looked at me through the drifting snow; as if he was uncertain; and twice looked back after having passed me。 I turned west at Christian street。 When I looked behind me the man was standing at the corner; staring after me。 At the next turn I hurried away northward in a sort of anguish of terror。 I have said I was an uncommon person。 I am。 I am sensitive; too。 My mind is much above the average; but unless I am warm and well fed it does not act well; and I make mistakes。 At that time I was half frozen; in need of food; and absurdly scared。 Then that old fool  squirming on the floor got on to my nerves。 I went on and on; and at last into Second street; until I came to Christ Church; of all places for me。 I heard the sound of the organ in the afternoon service。 I felt I must go in and get warm。 Here was another silly notion: I was afraid of hotels; but not of the church。 I reasoned vaguely that it was a dark day; and darker in the church; and so I went in at the Church Alley entrance and sat near the north door。 No one noticed me。 I sat still in a high…backed pew; well hid; and wondering what was the matter with me。 It was curious that a doctor; and a man of my intelligence; should have been long in guessing a thing so simple。

For two months I had been drinking hard; and for two days had quit; being a man capable of great self…control; and also being short of money。 Just before the benediction I saw a man near by who seemed to stare at me。 In deadly fear I got up and quickly slipped through a door into the tower room。 I said to myself; ‘‘He will follow me or wait outside。'' I stood a moment with my head all of a whirl; and then in a shiver of fear ran up the stairs to the tower until I got into the bell…ringer's room。 I was safe。 I  sat down on a stool; twitching and tremulous。 There were the old books on bell…ringing; and the miniature chime of small bells for instruction。 The wind had easy entrance; and it swung the eight ropes about in a way I did not like。 I remember saying; ‘‘Oh; don't do that。'' At last I had a mad desire to ring one of the bells。 As a loop of rope swung toward me it seemed to hold a face; and this face cried out; ‘‘Come and hang yourself; then the bell will ring。''

If I slept I do not know。 I may have done so。 Certainly I must have stayed there many hours。 I was dull and confused; and yet on my guard; for when far into the night I heard noises below; I ran up the steeper steps which ascend to the steeple; where are the bells。 Half…way up I sat down on the stair。 The place was cold and the darkness deep。 Then I heard the eight ringers down below。 One said: ‘‘Never knowed a Christmas like this since Zeb Sanderaft died。 Come; boys!'' I knew it must be close on to mid… night。 Now they would play a Christmas carol。 I used every Christmas to be roused up and carried here and set on dad's shoulder。 When they were done ringing; Number Two always gave me a box of sugar…plums and a large red apple。 As they rang off; my father would cry out; ‘‘One; two;'' and so on; and then cry; ‘‘Elias; all over town people are opening windows to listen。'' I seemed to hear him as I sat in the gloom。 Then I heard; ‘‘All ready; one; two;'' and they rang the Christmas carol。 Overhead I heard the great bells ringing out:

     And all the bells on earth shall ring           On Christmas day; on Christmas day。


I felt suddenly excited; and began to hum the air。 Great heavens! There was the old woman; Aunt Rachel; with her face going twitch; twitch; the croak of her breathing keeping a sort of mad time with ‘‘On Christmas day; on Christmas day。'' I jumped up。 She was gone。 I knew in a hazy sort of way what was the matter with me; but I had still the sense to sit down and wait。 I said now it would be snakes; for once before I had been almost as bad。 But what I did see was a little curly…headed boy in a white frock and pantalets; climbing up the stairs right leg first; so queer of me to have noticed that。 I knew I was that boy。 He was an innocent… looking little chap; and was smiling。 He seemed to me to grow and grow; and at last  was a big; red…headed man with a live rat in his hand。 I saw nothing more; but I surely knew I needed whisky。 I waited until all was still; and got down and out; for I knew every window。 I soon found a tavern; and got a drink and some food。 At once my fear left me。 I was warm at last and clear of head; and had again my natural courage。 I was well aware that I was on the edge of delirium tremens and must be most prudent。 I paid in advance for my room and treated myself as I had done many another。 Only a man of unusual force could have managed his own case as I did。 I went out only at night; and in a week was well enough to travel。 During this time I saw now and then that grinning little fellow。 Sometimes he had an apple and was eating it。 I do not know why he was worse to me than snakes; or the twitchy old woman with her wide eyes of glass; and that jerk; jerk; to right。

I decided to go back to Boston。 I got to New York prudently in a roundabout way; and in two weeks' time was traveling east from Albany。

I felt well; and my spirits began at last to rise to their usual level。 When I arrived in Boston I set myself to thinking how best I could contrive to enjoy life and at the same time to increase my means。 I possessed sufficient capital; and was able and ready to embark in whatever promised the best returns with the smallest personal risks。 I settled myself in a suburb; paid off a few pressing claims; and began to reflect with my ordinary sagacity。

We were now in the midst of a most absurd war with the South; and it was becoming difficult to escape the net of conscription。 It might be wise to think of this in time。 Europe seemed a desirable residence; but I needed more money to make this agreeable; and an investment for my brains was what I wanted most。 Many schemes presented themselves as worthy the application of industry and talent; but none of them altogether suited my case。 I thought at times of traveling as a physiological lecturer; combining with it the business of a practitioner: scare the audience at night with an enumeration of symptoms which belong to ten out of every dozen healthy people; and then doctor such of them as are gulls enough to consult me next day。 The bigger the fright the better the pay。 I was a little timid; however; about facing large audiences; as a man  will be naturally if he has lived a life of adventure; so that upon due consideration I gave up the idea altogether。

The patent medicine business also looked well enough; but it is somewhat overdone at all times; and requires a heavy outlay; with the probable result of ill success。 Indeed; I believe one hundred quack remedies fail for one that succeeds; and millions must have been wasted in placards; bills; and advertisements; which never returned half their value to the speculator。 I think I shall some day beguile my time with writing an account of the principal quack remedies which have met with success。 They are few in number; after all; as any one must know who recalls the countless pills and tonics which are puffed awhile on the fences; and disappear; to be heard of no more。

Lastly; I inclined for a while to undertake a private insane asylum; which appeared to me to offer facilities for money…making; as to which; however; I may have been deceived by the writings of certain popular novelists。 I went so far; I may say; as actually to visit Concord for the purpose of finding a pleasant locality and a suitable atmosphere。 Upon reflection I abandoned my plans; as  involving too much personal labor to suit one  of my easy frame of mind。

Tired at last of idleness and lounging on the Common; I engaged in two or three little ventures of a semi…professional character; such as an exhibition of laughing…gas; advertising to cure cancer;‘‘Send twenty…five stamps by mail to J。 B。; and receive an infallible receipt;''etc。 I did not find; however; that these little enterprises prospered well in 

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