CHAPTER IX

On entering Canton, which he successfully accomplished without any

unpleasant adventure, the marked absence of any dignified ostentation

which had been accountable for many of Ling’s misfortunes in the past,

impelled him again to reside in the same insignificant apartment that

he had occupied when he first visited the city as an unknown

and unimportant candidate. In consequence of this, when Ling was

communicating to any person the signs by which messengers might

find him, he was compelled to add, “the neighbourhood in which this

contemptible person resides is that officially known as ‘the mean

quarter favoured by the lower class of those who murder by treachery,’”

and for this reason he was not always treated with the regard to which

his attainments entitled him, or which he would have unquestionably

received had he been able to describe himself as of “the partly-drained

and uninfected area reserved to Mandarins and their friends.”

It was with an ignoble feeling of mental distress that Ling exhibited

himself at the Chief Office of Warlike Deeds and Arrangements on the

following day; for the many disadvantageous incidents of his past life

had repeated themselves before his eyes while he slept, and the not

unhopeful emotions which he had felt when in the inspiring presence of

Mian were now altogether absent. In spite of the fact that he reached

the office during the early gong strokes of the morning, it was not

until the withdrawal of light that he reached any person who was in a

position to speak with him on the matter, so numerous were the lesser

ones through whose chambers he had to pass in the process. At length he

found himself in the presence of an upper one who had the appearance

of being acquainted with the circumstances, and who received him with

dignity, though not with any embarrassing exhibition of respect or

servility.

“‘The hero of the illustrious encounter beyond the walls of Si-chow,’”

exclaimed that official, reading the words from the tablet of

introduction which Ling had caused to be carried into him, and at the

same time examining the person in question closely. “Indeed, no such one

is known to those within this office, unless the words chance to point

to the courteous and unassuming Mandarin Li Keen, who, however, is at

this moment recovering his health at Peking, as set forth in the amiable

and impartial report which we have lately received from him.”

At these words Ling plainly understood that there was little hope of the

last events becoming profitable on his account.

“Did not the report to which allusion has been made bear reference to

one Ling, Commander of the Archers, who thrice led on the fighting men,

and who was finally successful in causing the rebels to disperse towards

the mountains?” he asked, in a voice which somewhat trembled.

“There is certainly reference to one of the name you mention,” said

the other; “but regarding the terms--perhaps this person would better

protect his own estimable time by displaying the report within your

sight.”

With these words the upper one struck a gong several times, and after

receiving from an inner chamber the parchment in question, he placed

it before Ling, at the same time directing a lesser one to interpose

between it and the one who read it a large sheet of transparent

substance, so that destruction might not come to it, no matter in

what way its contents affected the reader. Thereon Ling perceived the

following facts, very skilfully inscribed with the evident purpose of

inducing persons to believe, without question, that words so elegantly

traced must of necessity be truthful also.

A Benevolent Example of the Intelligent Arrangement by which the

most Worthy Persons outlive those who are Incapable.

The circumstances connected with the office of the valuable and

accomplished Mandarin of Warlike Deeds and Arrangements at Si-chow

have, in recent times, been of anything but a prepossessing order.

Owing to the very inadequate methods adopted by those who earn a

livelihood by conveying necessities from the more enlightened

portions of the Empire to that place, it so came about that for a

period of five days the Yamen was entirely unsupplied with the

fins of sharks or even with goats’ eyes. To add to the polished

Mandarin’s distress of mind the barbarous and slow-witted rebels

who infest those parts took this opportunity to destroy the town

and most of its inhabitants, the matter coming about as follows:

The feeble and commonplace person named Ling who commands the

bowmen had but recently been elevated to that distinguished

position from a menial and degraded occupation (for which, indeed,

his stunted intellect more aptly fitted him); and being in

consequence very greatly puffed out in self-gratification, he

became an easy prey to the cunning of the rebels, and allowed

himself to be beguiled into a trap, paying for this contemptible

stupidity with his life. The town of Si-chow was then attacked,

and being in this manner left defenceless through the weakness--or

treachery--of the person Ling, who had contrived to encompass the

entire destruction of his unyielding company, it fell after a

determined and irreproachable resistance; the Mandarin Li Keen

being told, as, covered with the blood of the foemen, he was

dragged away from the thickest part of the unequal conflict by his

followers, that he was the last person to leave the town. On his

way to Peking with news of this valiant defence, the Mandarin was

joined by the Chief of Bowmen, who had understood and avoided the

very obvious snare into which the stagnant-minded Commander had

led his followers, in spite of disinterested advice to the

contrary. For this intelligent perception, and for general

nobility of conduct when in battle, the versatile Chief of Bowmen

is by this written paper strongly recommended to the dignity of

receiving the small metal Embellishment of Valour.

It has been suggested to the Mandarin Li Keen that the bestowal of

the Crystal Button would only be a fit and graceful reward for his

indefatigable efforts to uphold the dignity of the sublime

Emperor; but to all such persons the Mandarin has sternly replied

that such a proposal would more fitly originate from the renowned

and valuable Office of Warlike Deeds and Arrangements, he well

knowing that the wise and engaging persons who conduct that

indispensable and well-regulated department are gracefully

voracious in their efforts to reward merit, even when it is

displayed, as in the case in question, by one who from his

position will inevitably soon be urgently petitioning in a like

manner on their behalf.

When Ling had finished reading this elegantly arranged but exceedingly

misleading parchment, he looked up with eyes from which he vainly

endeavoured to restrain the signs of undignified emotion, and said to

the upper one:

“It is difficult employment for a person to refrain from unendurable

thoughts when his unassuming and really conscientious efforts are

represented in a spirit of no satisfaction, yet in this matter the very

expert Li Keen appears to have gone beyond himself; the Commander Ling,

who is herein represented as being slain by the enemy, is, indeed, the

person who is standing before you, and all the other statements are in a

like exactness.”

“The short-sighted individual who for some hidden desire of his own is

endeavouring to present himself as the corrupt and degraded creature

Ling, has overlooked one important circumstance,” said the upper one,

smiling in a very intolerable manner, at the same time causing his head

to move slightly from side to side in the fashion of one who rebukes

with assumed geniality; and, turning over the written paper, he

displayed upon the under side the Imperial vermilion Sign. “Perhaps,”

he continued, “the omniscient person will still continue in his remarks,

even with the evidence of the Emperor’s unerring pencil to refute him.”

At these words and the undoubted testimony of the red mark, which

plainly declared the whole of the written matter to be composed of

truth, no matter what might afterwards transpire, Ling understood that

very little prosperity remained with him.

“But the town of Si-chow,” he suggested, after examining his mind; “if

any person in authority visited the place, he would inevitably find it

standing and its inhabitants in agreeable health.”

“The persistent person who is so assiduously occupying my intellectual

moments with empty words seems to be unaccountably deficient in his

knowledge of the customs of refined society and of the meaning of the

Imperial Signet,” said the other, with an entire absence of benevolent

consideration. “That Si-chow has fallen and that Ling is dead are two

utterly uncontroversial matters truthfully recorded. If a person visited

Si-chow, he might find it rebuilt or even inhabited by those from the

neighbouring villages or by evil spirits taking the forms of the ones

who formerly lived there; as in a like manner, Ling might be restored

to existence by magic, or his body might be found and possessed by

an outcast demon who desired to revisit the earth for a period. Such

circumstances do not in any way disturb the announcement that Si-chow

has without question fallen, and that Ling has officially ceased to

live, of which events notifications have been sent to all who are

concerned in the matters.”

As the upper one ceased speaking, four strokes sounded upon the gong,

and Ling immediately found himself carried into the street by the

current of both lesser and upper ones who poured forth at the signal.

The termination of this conversation left Ling in a more unenviable

state of dejection than any of the many preceding misfortunes had

done, for with enlarged inducements to possess himself of a competent

appointment he seemed to be even further removed from this attainment

than he had been at any time in his life. He might, indeed, present

himself again for the public examinations; but in order to do even that

it would be necessary for him to wait almost a year, nor could he assure

himself that his efforts would again be likely to result in an equal

success. Doubts also arose within his mind of the course which he should

follow in such a case; whether to adopt a new name, involving as it

would certain humiliation and perhaps disgrace if detection overtook

his footsteps, or still to possess the title of one who was in a measure

dead, and hazard the likelihood of having any prosperity which he might

obtain reduced to nothing if the fact should become public.

As Ling reflected upon such details he found himself without intention

before the house of a wise person who had become very wealthy by

advising others on all matters, but chiefly on those connected with

strange occurrences and such events as could not be settled definitely

either one way or the other until a remote period had been reached.

Becoming assailed by a curious desire to know what manner of evils

particularly attached themselves to such as were officially dead but who

nevertheless had an ordinary existence, Ling placed himself before this

person, and after arranging the manner of reward related to him so many

of the circumstances as were necessary to enable a full understanding to

be reached, but at the same time in no way betraying his own interest in

the matter.

“Such inflictions are to no degree frequent,” said the wise person after

he had consulted a polished sphere of the finest red jade for some

time; “and this is in a measure to be regretted, as the hair of these

persons--provided they die a violent death, which is invariably the

case--constitutes a certain protection against being struck by falling

stars, or becoming involved in unsuccessful law cases. The persons in

question can be recognized with certainty in the public ways by the

unnatural pallor of their faces and by the general repulsiveness of

their appearance, but as they soon take refuge in suicide, unless

they have the fortune to be removed previously by accident, it is an

infrequent matter that one is gratified by the sight. During their

existence they are subject to many disorders from which the generality

of human beings are benevolently preserved; they possess no rights

of any kind, and if by any chance they are detected in an act of a

seemingly depraved nature, they are liable to judgment at the hands of

the passers-by without any form whatever, and to punishment of a more

severe order than that administered to commonplace criminals. There

are many other disadvantages affecting such persons when they reach the

Middle Air, of which the chief--”

“This person is immeasurably indebted for such a clear explanation of

the position,” interrupted Ling, who had a feeling of not desiring

to penetrate further into the detail; “but as he perceives a line

of anxious ones eagerly waiting at the door to obtain advice and

consolation from so expert and amiable a wizard, he will not make

himself uncongenial any longer with his very feeble topics of

conversation.”

By this time Ling plainly comprehended that he had been marked out

from the beginning--perhaps for all the knowledge which he had to the

opposite effect, from a period in the life of a far-removed ancestor--to

be an object of marked derision and the victim of all manner of

malevolent demons in whatever actions he undertook. In this condition

of understanding his mind turned gratefully to the parting gift of Mian

whom he had now no hope of possessing; for the intolerable thought

of uniting her to so objectionable a being as himself would have been

dismissed as utterly inelegant even had he been in a manner of living

to provide for her adequately, which itself seemed clearly impossible.

Disregarding all similar emotions, therefore, he walked without pausing

to his abode, and stretching his body upon the rushes, drank the entire

liquid unhesitatingly, and prepared to pass beyond with a tranquil mind

entirely given up to thoughts and images of Mian.

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