There is another little matter, my dear Ormond, which I wish you to lay

to heart very seriously. Now do take an old man's advice and do not get

up upon your Quixotic hobby-horse the moment you sniff what it is--for I

suppose you have guessed it already. Yes, it is what you feared: I want to

urge you to follow your mother's ardent wish and add commission business

to your other work. I know very well that young men must dream their

dreams, but the world is what it is, and after all there is nothing so

very dreadful in the commission side of our profession. You do not come

into direct relation with the collectors of curios and church ornaments:

there is always an agent to break the crudeness of the connexion. And

it is a certain and profitable source of income with none of the risks

attached to it that the older branches of the profession unfortunately

show. Moreover, it affords excellent opportunities for foreign travel,

and gives one a special position very difficult to define, but easily

appreciable among one's colleagues.

George Burton made to my knowledge three thousand pounds last year in a

short season; he got this very large commission without the necessity of

breaking into a single public-house; he earned it entirely upon objects

taken out of churches upon the Continent, and in only three cases had he

to pick a pocket. It would have hurt him very much with his knowledge and

tastes to have had to break a stained-glass window.

Do consider this, my dear Ormond, for your mother's sake. Don't think for

a moment that I am advising you to take up any of those forms of work

which we both agree in despising, and which are quite unworthy of your

traditions, as for instance stealing pictures on commission out of the

houses of dealers and then turning detective to recover them again. It is

much too easy work for a man of your talents, much too ill-paid, and much

too dangerous. It is all very well for the picture dealer to leave the

door open, but what if the policeman is not in the know? No, you will

always find me on your side in your steady refusal to have anything to do

with this kind of business.

Ormond, my dear lad, bear me no ill-will. It is true of every profession,

of the Bar and of the City, of homicide, medicine, the Services, even

Politics--everything, that success only comes slowly, and that the

experience of older men is the key to it.

Tomorrow is Ascension Day, and I am at leisure. Come and dine with me at

the Colonial Club at eight for eight-fifteen. I will show you a

magnificent littla tanagra I picked up yesterday, and we will talk about

the new prospectus.

God bless you! (Dress.)

Your affectionate Uncle

THE MONKEY QUESTION: AN APPEAL TO COMMON SENSE

A privileged body slips so easily into regarding its privileges as common

rights that I fear the plea which the SIMIAN LEAGUE repeats in this

pamphlet will still sound strange in the ears of many, though the work of

the League has been increasingly successful and has reached yearly a wider

circle of the educated public since its foundation by Lady Wayne in 1902.

We desire to place before our fellow-citizens the claims of Monkeys, and

we hope once more that nothing we say may seem extreme or violent, for we

know full well what poor weapons violence and passion are in the debate of

a practical political matter.

Perhaps it is best to begin by pointing out how rarely even the best of us

pause in our fevered race for wealth to consider the disabilities of any

of our fellow-creatures: when that truth is grasped it will be easier to

plead the special cause of the Simian.

Were English men and women to realize the wrongs of the Race, or at any

rate the illogical and therefore unjust position in which we have placed

them; were the just and thoughtful men, the refined and golden-hearted

ladies who are ready in this country to support every good cause when it

is properly presented; were _they_ to realize the disabilities of the

Monkey, I do not say as vividly they realize the tragedies and misfortunes

of London life, they could not, I think, avoid an ill-ease, a pricking of

conscience, which would lead at last to some hearty and English effort for

the relief of the cousin and forerunner of man.

The attitude adopted towards Monkeys by the mass of those who, after all,

live in the same world, and have much the same appetites and necessities

and sufferings as they, is an attitude I am persuaded, not of

heartlessness, but of ignorance. To disturb that ignorance, and in some to

awake a consciousness which, perhaps, they fear, is not a grateful task,

but it is our duty, and we will pursue it.

Let the reader consider for one moment the aspect not only of formal law

but of the whole community, and of what is called "public opinion" towards

this section of sentient beings.

As things now are--aye! and have been for centuries in this green England

of ours--a Monkey may not marry; he may not own land; he may not fill any

salaried post under the Crown. The Papists themselves are debarred from

no honour (outside Ireland) save the Lord Chancellorship. Monkeys, who

are responsible for no persecutions in the past, whose religion presents

no insult or outrage to our common reason, and who differ little from

ourselves in their general practice of life and thought, _are debarred

from all_!

A Monkey may not be a Member of Parliament, a Civil Servant, an officer

in either Service, no, not even in the Territorial Army. It is doubtful

whether he may hold a commission for the peace. True, there is no statute

upon the subject, and the rural magistracy is perhaps the freest and most

open of all our offices, and the least restricted by artificial barriers

of examination or test; nevertheless, it is the considered opinion of the

best legal authorities that no Monkey could sit upon the Bench, and in any

case the discussion is purely academic, for it is difficult to believe

that any Lord-Lieutenant, under the ridiculous anachronism of our present

Constitution, would nominate a Monkey to such a position--unless (which is

by law impossible) he should be heir to an owner of an estate in land.

Nor is this all. The mention of unpaid posts recalls the damning truth

that all honorary positions in the Diplomatic Service, including even the

purely formal stage in the Foreign Office, are closed to the Monkey; the

very Court sinecures, which admittedly require no talents, are denied to

our Simian fellow-creatures, if not by law at least by custom and in

practice.

There have been employed by the League in the British Museum the services

of two ladies who feel most keenly upon this subject. They are (to the

honour of their sex) as amply qualified as any person in this kingdom for

the task which they have undertaken, and they report to the Executive

Commission after two months of minute research that (with one doubtful

exception occurring during the reign of Her late Majesty) no Monkey has

held any position whatever at Court.

All judicial positions are equally inaccessible to them; for though,

perhaps, in theory a Monkey could be promoted to the Bench if he had

served his party sufficiently long and faithfully in the House of Commons

(to which body he is admissible--at least I can find no rule or custom,

let alone a statute, against it), yet he is cut off from such an ambition

at the very outset by his inadmissibility to a legal career. The Inns of

Court are monopolist, and, like all monopolists, hopelessly conservative.

They have admitted first one class and then another--though reluctantly--to

their privileges, but it will be twenty or thirty years at least

before they will give way in the matter of Monkeys. To be a physician,

a solicitor, an engineer, or a Commissioner for Oaths is denied them as

effectually as though they did not exist. Indeed, no occupation is left

them save that of manual labour, and on this I would say a word. It is

fashionable to jeer at the Monkey's disinclination to sustained physical

effort and to concentrated toil; but it is remarkable that those who

affect such a contempt for the Monkey's powers are the first to deny him

access to the liberal professions in which they know (though they dare not

confess it) he would be a serious rival to the European. As it is, in the

few places open to Monkeys--the somewhat parasitical domestic occupation

of "companions" and the more manly, but still humiliating, task of acting

as assistants to organ-grinders, the Monkey has won universal if grudging

praise.

Latterly, since progress cannot be indefinitely delayed, the Monkey has

indeed advanced by one poor step towards the civic equality which is his

right, and has appeared as an actor upon the boards of our music-halls. It

should surely be a sufficient rebuke for those who continue to sneer at

the Simian League and such devoted pioneers as Miss Greeley and Lady Wayne

that the Monkey has been honourably admitted and has done first-rate work

in a profession which His late Gracious Majesty and His late Majesty's

late revered mother, Queen Victoria, have seen fit to honour by the

bestowal of knighthoods, and in one case (where the recipient was

childless) of a baronetcy.

The disabilities I have enumerated are by no means exhaustive. A Monkey

may not sign or deliver a deed; he may not serve on a jury; he may be

ill-treated, forsooth, and even killed by some cruel master, and the

law will refuse to protect him or to punish his oppressor. He may be

subjected to all the by-laws of a tyrannical or fanatical administration,

but in preventing such abuses he has no voice. He may not enter our

older Universities, at least as the member of a college; that is, he can

only take a degree at Oxford or Cambridge under the implied and wholly

unmerited stigma applying to the non-collegiate student. And these

iniquities apply not only to the great anthropoids whose strength and

grossness we might legitimately fear, but to the most delicately organized

types--to the Barbary Ape, the Lemur, and the Ring-tailed Baboon.

Finally--and this is the worst feature in the whole matter--a Monkey, by

a legal fiction at least as old as the fourteenth century, is not a person

in the eye of the law.

We call England a free country, yet at the present day and as you read

these lines, _any Monkey found at large may be summarily arrested_.

He has no remedy; no action for assault will lie. He is not even allowed

to call witnesses in his own defence, or to establish an alibi.

It may be pleaded that these disabilities attach also to the Irish, but we

must remember that the Irish are allowed a certain though modified freedom

of the Press, and have extended to them the incalculable advantage of

sending representatives to Westminster. The Monkey has no such remedies.

He may be incarcerated, nay _chained_, yet he cannot sue out a writ

for habeas corpus any more than can a British subject in time of war, and

worst of all, through the connivance or impotence of the police, cases

have been brought forward _and approved_ in which Monkeys have been

openly bought and sold!

We boast our sense of delicacy, and perhaps rightly, in view of our

superiority over other nations in this particular; yet we permit the

Monkey to exhibit revolting nakedness, and we hardly heed the omission!

It is true that some Monkeys are covered from time to time with little

blue coats. A cap is occasionally disdainfully permitted them, and not

infrequently they are permitted a pair of leather breeches, through a hole

in which the tail is permitted to protrude; but no reasonable man will

deny that these garments are regarded in the light of mere ornaments, and

rarely fulfil those functions which every decent Englishman requires of

clothing.

And now we come to the most important section of our appeal. _What can

be done_?

We are a kindly people and we are a just people, but we are also a very

conservative people. The fate of all pioneers besets those who attempt to

move in this matter. They are jeered at, or, what is worse, neglected. One

of the most prominent of the League's workers has been certified a lunatic

by an authority whose bitter prejudice is well known, and against whom we

have as yet had no grant of a _mandamus_, and we have all noticed the

quiet contempt, the sort of organized boycott or conspiracy of silence

with which a company at dinner will receive the subject when it is brought

forward.

There are also to be met the violent prejudices with which the mass of

the population is still filled in this regard. These prejudices are, of

course, more common among the uneducated poor than in the upper classes,

who in various relations come more often in contact with Monkeys, and who

also have a wider and more tolerant, because a better cultivated, spirit.

But the prejudice is discernible in every class of society, even in the

very highest. We have also arrayed against us in our crusade for right and

justice the dying but still formidable power of clericalism. Society is

but half emancipated from its medieval trammels, and the priest, that

Eternal Enemy of Liberty, can still put in his evil word against the

rights of the Simian.

Let us not despair! We can hope for nothing, it is true, until we have

effected a profound change in public opinion, and that change cannot

be effected by laws. It can only be brought about by a slow and almost

imperceptible effort, unsleeping, tireless, and convinced: something of

the same sort as has destroyed the power of militarism upon the Continent

of Europe; something of the same sort as has scotched landlordism at home;

something of the same sort as has freed the unhappy natives of the Congo

from the misrule of depraved foreigners; something of the same sort as has

produced the great wave in favour of temperance through the length and

breadth of this land.

We must not attempt extremes or demand full justice to the exclusion of

excellent half-measures. No one condemns more strongly than do we the

militant pro-Simians who have twice assaulted and once blinded for life a

keeper in the Zoological Gardens. We do not even approve of those ardent

but in our opinion misguided spirits of the Simian Freedom Society who

publish side by side the photographs of Pongo the learned Ape from the

Gaboons and that of a certain Cabinet Minister, accompanied by the legend

"Which is Which?" It is not by actions of this kind that we shall win the

good fight; but rather by a perseverance in reason combined with courtesy

shall we attain our end, until at long last our Brother shall be free! As

for the excellent but somewhat provincial reactionaries who still object

to us that the Monkey differs fundamentally from the human race; that he

is not possessed of human speech, and so forth, we can afford to smile at

their waning authority. Modern science has sufficiently dealt with them;

and if any one bring out against the Monkey the obscurantist insult that

His Hide is Covered with Hair, we can at once point to innumerable human

beings, fully recognized and endowed with civic rights, who, were they

carefully examined, would prove in no better case. As to speech, the

Monkey communicates in his own way as well or better than do we, and for

that matter, if speech is to be the criterion, are we to deny civic rights

to the Dumb?

We have it upon the authority of all our greatest scientific men, that

there is no substantial difference between the Ape and Man. One of the

greatest has said that between himself and his poorer fellow-citizens

there was a wider difference than that which separated them from the

Monkey. Hackel has testified that while there is a _boundary_, there

is no _gulf_ between the corps of professors to which he belongs and

the Chimpanzee. The Gorilla is universally accepted, and if we have won

the battle for the Gorilla, the rest will follow.

Tolstoy is with us, Webb is with us, Gorky is with us, Zola and Ferrer

were with us and fight for us from their graves. The whole current of

modern thought is with us. WE CANNOT FAIL!

_Questions submitted at the last Election by the Simian League_

1. Are you in favour of removing the present disabilities of Monkeys?

2. Are you in favour of a short Statute which should put adult Monkeys

upon the same footing as other subjects of His Majesty as from the 1st of

January, 1912? And _would you, if necessary, vote against your party in

favour of such a measure?_

3. Are you in favour of the inclusion of Monkeys under the Wild Birds Act?

(A plain reply "Yes" or "No" was to be written by the candidate under each

of these questions and forwarded to the Secretary, Mr. Consul, 73 Purbeck

Street, W.. before the 14th January, 1910. No replies received after

that date were admitted. The Simian League, which has agents in every

constituency, acted according to the replies received, and treated

the lack of reply as a negative. Of 1375 circulars sent, 309 remained

unanswered, 264 were answered in the negative, 201 gave a qualified

affirmative, _all the rest (no less than 799) a clear and, in some

cases, an enthusiastic adherence to our principles_. It is a sufficient

proof of the power of the League and the growth of the cause of justice

that in these 799 no less than 515 are members of the present House of

Commons.)

THE EMPIRE BUILDER

We possess in this country a breed of men in whom we feel a pride so

loyal, so strong, and so frank that were I to give further expression to

it here I should justly be accused of insisting upon a hackneyed theme.

These are the Empire Builders, the Men Efficient, the agents whom we

cannot but feel--however reluctantly we admit it--to be less strictly

bound by the common laws of life than are we lesser ones.

But there is something about these men not hackneyed as a theme, which is

their youth. By what process is the great mind developed? Of what sort is

the Empire Builder when he is young?

The fellow commonly rises from below: What was his experience there below?

In what school was he trained? What accident of fortune, how met, or how

surmounted, or how used, produced at last the Man who Can? In _that_

inquiry there is food for very deep reflection. It is here that our

Masters, whose general motives are so open and so plain, touch upon

mystery. That secret power of determining nourishment which is at the base

of all organic life has in its own silent way built up the boyhood and the

adolescence which we only know in their maturity.

I will not pretend to a full knowledge of that strange education of the

mind which has produced so many similar men for the advancement of the

race, but I can point to one example which lately came straight across my

vision--an accident, an illumination, a revealing flash of how our time

breeds the Great Type. I was acquainted for some hours with the actions of

a youth of whose very name I am ignorant, but whose face I am very certain

will reappear twenty years hence in a setting of glory, recognized as yet

one other of those superb spirits who will do all for England.

The occasion was a pageant--no matter what pageant--a great public pageant

which passed through the Strand, and was to be witnessed by hundreds of

thousands. Let us call it "The Function."

Well, I was walking down the Strand three days before this Function was

to take place, when I saw in an empty shop window about twenty-five

wooden chairs, arranged in tiers one above the other upon a sloping

platform, and lettered from A to Y. In the window was a large notice,

very clearly printed, and it was to this effect:

WHY PAY FANCY PRICES WHICH MUST INEVITABLY FALL BEFORE THE FUNCTION?

SEATS IN THIS WINDOW, COMMANDING A FULL VIEW OF THE PROCESSION, 5S.

At a little desk in the gangway by which the chairs were approached sat

a dark, pale child--I can call him by no other name, so frail and young

did he seem--and the delicacy of his complexion led me to wonder perhaps

whether he was not one of those whom the climate of England strikes with

consumption, and who, in the mysterious providence of our race, wander

abroad in search of health and find a Realm. His alertness, however, and

the brilliance of his eye; his winning, almost obsequious address, and the

hooked clutch of his gestures betrayed an energy that no physical weakness

could conquer. He invited me to enter, and begged me to purchase a seat.

I had no need of one, for I had made arrangements to spend the Great

Day itself and the next at a small hotel in the extreme north of

Sutherlandshire, but I was arrested by the evident mental power of my new

acquaintance, and I wasted five shillings in buying the chair marked D.

It was with some difficulty that I could purchase it, so eager was he that

I should have the best place; "seeing," said he, "that they are all one

price, and that you may as well benefit by being an early bird." I noted

the strict rectitude which, for all that men ignorant of modern commerce

may say, is at the basis of commercial success.

Something so attracted me

in the whole business that I was weak enough to take a chair in a tea-shop

opposite and watch all day the actions of the Child of Fate.

In less than an hour twenty different people, mainly gentlefolk, had come

in and bought places at the sensible price at which he offered them. To

each of them he gave a ticket corresponding to the number of the chair. He

was courteous to all, and even expansive. He explained the advantage of

each particular seat.

So far so good; but, what was more astonishing, in the second hour another

twenty came and appeared to purchase; in the third (which was the busiest

time of the day) some forty, first and last, must have done business with

the Favourite of Fortune. I pondered upon these things very deeply, and

went home.

Next morning the attraction which the place had for me drew me as with

a magnet, and I went, somewhat stealthily I fear, to the same tea-shop

and noticed with the greatest astonishment that the chairs were now not

lettered, but numbered, and that the boy was sitting at his little desk

with a series of white cards bearing the figures from one to twenty-five.

It was very early--not ten o'clock--but the Child was as spruce and neat

as he had been in the afternoon of the day before. He bore already that

mark of energy combined with neatness which is the stamp of success.

I crossed the road and entered. He recognized me at once (their memory for

faces is wonderful), and said cheerfully:

"Your D corresponds to the number 4."

I thanked him very much, and asked him why he had changed his system of

notation. He told me it was because several people had explained to him

that they remembered figures more easily than letters. We then talked to

each other, agreeing upon the maxims of simplicity and directness which

are at the root of all mercantile stability. He told me he required

cash from all who bought his chairs; that there was no agreement, no

insurance--no "frills," as he wittily called them.

"It is as simple," he said, "as buying a pound of tea. I am satisfied, and

they are satisfied. As for the risk, it is covered by the low price, and

if you ask me how I can let them at so low a price, I will tell you. It is

because I have found exactly what was needed and have added nothing more.

Moreover, I did not buy the chairs, but hired them."

I went back to my tea-shop with head bent, murmuring to myself those

memorable lines:

We founded many a mighty State,

Pray God that we may never fail

From craven fears of being great

(or words to that effect).

That day no less than 153 people did business with the Youth.

Next day I found among my morning letters a note from a politician of my

acquaintance, telling me that the Function was postponed--indefinitely.

I wasted not a moment. I went at once to my post of observation, my

tea-shop, and I proceeded to watch the Leader.

There was as yet no knowledge of the calamity in London.

My friend seemed to have noticed me; at any rate a new and somewhat

anxious look was apparent on his face. With a firm and decided step I

crossed the road to greet him, and when he saw me he was all at his ease.

He told me that my seat had been especially asked for, and that a higher

price had been offered; but a bargain, he said, was a bargain, and so we

fell to chatting. When I mentioned, among other subjects, the very great

success of his enterprise, he gave a slight start, which did honour to his

heart; but he was of too stern a mould to give way. He was of the temper

of the Pioneers.

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