CHAPTER IV

THE GRAND DISCOVERY

"Mr. Sam Semple," the doctor continued, with emphasis on the prefix to

which, indeed, the poet was not entitled in his native town, "doth not

ask for help: he is not starving: he is prosperous: he has gained the

friendship, or the patronage, of certain persons of quality. This is

the reward of genius. Let us forget that he was the son of a

customhouse servant, and let us admit that he proved unequal to the

duties--for which he was unfitted--of a clerk. He has now risen--we

will welcome one whose name will in the future add lustre to our

town."

The vicar shook his head. "Trash," he murmured, "trash."

"Well, gentlemen, I will proceed to read the letter."

He unfolded it and began with a sonorous hum.

"'Honoured Sir,'" he repeated the words. "'Honoured Sir,'--the letter,

gentlemen, is addressed to myself--ahem! to myself. 'I have recently

heard of a discovery which will probably affect in a manner so vital,

the interests of my beloved native town, that I feel it my duty to

communicate the fact to you without delay. I do so to you rather than

to my esteemed patron, the worshipful the mayor, once my master, or to

Captain Crowle, or to any of those who subscribed for my volume of

Miscellany Poems, because the matter especially and peculiarly

concerns yourself as a physician, and as the fortunate owner of the

spring or well which is the subject of the discovery'--the subject of

the discovery, gentlemen. My well--mine." He went on. "'You are aware,

as a master in the science of medicine, that the curative properties

of various spas or springs in the country--the names of Bath,

Tunbridge Wells, and Epsom are familiar to you, so doubtless are those

of Hampstead and St. Chad's, nearer London. It now appears that a

certain learned physician having reason to believe that similar waters

exist, as yet unsuspected, at King's Lynn, has procured a jar of the

water from your own well--that in your garden'--my well, gentlemen, in

my own garden!--'and, having subjected it to a rigorous examination,

has discovered that it contains, to a much higher degree than any

other well hitherto known to exist in this country, qualities, or

ingredients, held in solution, which make this water sovereign for the

cure of rheumatism, asthma, gout, and all disorders due to ill humours

or vapours--concerning which I am not competent so much as to speak to

one of your learning and skill.'"

"He has," said the schoolmaster, "the pen of a ready writer. He

balances his periods. I taught him. So far, he was an apt pupil."

The doctor resumed.

"'This discovery hath already been announced in the public journals. I

send you an extract containing the news.' I read this extract,

gentlemen."

It was a slip of printed paper, cut from one of the diurnals of

London.

"'It has been discovered that at King's Lynn in the county of Norfolk,

there exists a deep well of clear water whose properties, hitherto

undiscovered, form a sovereign specific for rheumatism and many

similar disorders. Our physicians have already begun to recommend the

place as a spa and it is understood that some have already resolved

upon betaking themselves to this newly discovered cure. The distance

from London is no greater than that of Bath. The roads, it is true,

are not so good, but at Cambridge, it is possible for those who do not

travel in their own carriages to proceed by way of barge or tilt boat

down the Cam and the Ouse, a distance of only forty miles which in the

summer should prove a pleasant journey.'

"So far"--the doctor informed us, "for the printed intelligence. I now

proceed to finish the letter. 'Among others, my patron, the Right

Honourable the Earl of Fylingdale, has been recommended by his

physician to try the newly discovered waters of Lynn as a preventive

of gout. He is a gentleman of the highest rank, fashion, and wealth,

who honours me with his confidence. It is possible that he may even

allow me to accompany him on his journey. Should he do so I shall look

forward to the honour of paying my respects to my former patrons. He

tells me that other persons of distinction are also going to the same

place, with the same objects, during the coming summer.'

"You hear, gentlemen," said the doctor, looking round, "what did I

say? Wealth for all--for all. So. Let me continue. 'Sir, I would with

the greatest submission venture to point out the importance of this

event to the town. The nobility and gentry of the neighbourhood should

be immediately made acquainted with this great discovery; the clergy

of Ely, Norwich, and Lincoln; the members of the University of

Cambridge: the gentlemen of Boston, Spalding, and Wisbech should all

be informed. It may be expected that there will be such a concourse

flocking to Lynn as will bring an accession of wealth as well as fame

to the borough of which I am a humble native. I would also submit that

the visitors should find Lynn provided with the amusements necessary

for a spa. I mean music; the assembly; a pump room; a garden; the ball

and the masquerade and the card room; clean lodgings; good wine; and

fish, flesh and fowl in abundance. I humbly ask forgiveness for these

suggestions and I have the honour to remain, honoured sir, your most

obedient humble servant, with my grateful service to all the gentlemen

who subscribed to my verses, and thereby provided me with a ladder up

which to rise, Samuel Semple.'"

At this moment the bowl of punch was brought in and placed before the

captain with a tray of glasses. The doctor folded his letter, replaced

it in his pocketbook and took off his spectacles.

"Gentlemen, you have heard my news. Captain Crowle, may I request that

you permit the society to drink with me to the prosperity of the

spa--the prosperity of the spa--the spa of Lynn."

"Let us drink it," said the captain, "to the newly discovered spa. But

this Samuel--the name sticks."

The toast was received with the greatest satisfaction, and then, when

the punch was buzzed about, there arose a conversation so lively and

so loud that heads looked out of windows in the square wondering what

in the world had happened with the society. Not a quarrel, surely.

Nay, there was no uplifting of voices: there was no anger in the

voices: nor was it the sound of mirth: there was no note of merriment:

nor was it a drunken loosening of the tongue: such a thing with this

company was impossible. It was simply a conversation in which all

spoke at the same time over an event which interested and excited all

alike. Everybody contributed something.

"We must have a committee to prepare for the accommodation of the

visitors."

"We must put up a pump room."

"We must engage a dipper."

"We must make walks across the fields."

"There must be an assembly with music and dancing."

"There must be a card room."

"There must be a long room for those who wish to walk about and to

converse--with an orchestra."

"There must be public breakfasts and suppers."

"We shall want horns to play in the evening."

"We must have glass lamps of variegated colours to hang among the

trees."

"I will put up the pump room," said the doctor, "in my garden, over

the well."

"We must look to our lodgings. The beds in our inns are for the most

part rough hewn boards on trestles with a flock bed full of knobs and

sheets that look like leather. The company will look for bedsteads and

feather beds."

"The ladies will ask for curtains. We must give them what they are

accustomed to enjoy."

"We must learn the fashionable dance."

"We must talk like beaux and dress like the gentlefolk of

Westminster."

The captain looked on, meanwhile, whispering in my ear, from time to

time. "Samuel is a liar," he said. "I know him to be a liar. Yet why

should he lie about a thing of so much importance? If he tells the

truth, Jack--I know not--I misdoubt the fellow--yet--again--he may

tell the truth----And why should he lie, I say? Then--one knows

not--among the company we may even find a husband for the girl. As for

taking her to London--but we shall see."

So he shook his head, not wholly carried away like the rest, but with

a certain amount of hope. And then, waiting for a moment when the talk

flagged a bit, he spoke.

"Gentlemen, if this news is true--and surely Samuel would not invent

it, then the old town is to have another great slice of luck. We have

our shipping and our trade: these have made many of us rich and have

given an honest livelihood to many more. The spa should bring in, as

the doctor has told us, wealth by another channel. I undertake to

assure you that we shall rise to the occasion. The town shall show

itself fit to receive and to entertain the highest company. We

tarpaulins are too old to learn the manners of fashion. But we have

men of substance among us who will lay out money with such an object:

we have gentlemen of family in the country round: we have young

fellows of spirit," he clapped me on the shoulder, "who will keep up

the gaieties: and, gentlemen, we have maidens among us--as blooming as

any in the great world. We shall not be ashamed of ourselves--or of

our girls."

These words created a profound sigh of satisfaction. The men of

substance would rise to the occasion.

Before the bowl was out a committee was appointed, consisting of

Captain Crowle, the vicar of St. Margaret's, the curate of St.

Nicholas--the two clergymen being appointed as having imbibed at the

University of Cambridge some tincture of the fashionable world--and

the doctor. This important body was empowered to make arrangements for

the reception and for the accommodation and entertainment of the

illustrious company expected and promised. It was also empowered to

circulate in the country round about news of the extraordinary

discovery and to invite all the rheumatic and the gouty: the asthmatic

and everybody afflicted with any kind of disease to repair immediately

to Lynn Regis, there to drink the sovereign waters of the spa.

"It only remains, gentlemen," said the doctor in conclusion, "that I

myself should submit the water of my well to an examination." He did

not think it necessary to inform the company that he had received from

Samuel Semple an analysis of the water stating the ingredients and

their proportions as made by the anonymous physician of London.

"Should it prove--of which I have little doubt--that the water is such

as has been described by my learned brother in medicine, I shall

inform you of the fact."

It was a curious coincidence, though the committee of reception were

not informed of the fact, that the doctor's analysis exactly agreed

with that sent to him.

It was a memorable evening. For my own part,--I know not why--during

the reading of the letter my heart sank lower and lower. It was the

foreboding of evil. Perhaps it was caused by my knowledge of Samuel of

whom I will speak presently. Perhaps it was the thought of seeing the

girl whom I loved, while yet I had no hope of winning her, carried off

by some sprig of quality who would teach her to despise her homely

friends, the master mariners young and old. I know not the reason. But

it was a foreboding of evil and it was with a heavy heart that I

repaired to the quay and rowed myself back to the ship in the

moonlight.

They were going to drink to the next voyage of _The Lady of Lynn_.

Why, the lady herself, not her ship, was about to embark on a voyage

more perilous--more disastrous--than that which awaited any of her

ships. Cruel as is the ocean I would rather trust myself--and her--to

the mercies of the Bay of Biscay at its wildest--than to the

tenderness of the crew who were to take charge of that innocent and

ignorant lady.

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