THE EIGHTH STORY

[Day the First]

GUGLIELMO BORSIERE WITH SOME QUAINT WORDS REBUKETH THE

NIGGARDLINESS OF MESSER ERMINO DE' GRIMALDI

Next Filostrato sat Lauretta, who, after she had heard Bergamino's

address commended, perceiving that it behoved her tell somewhat,

began, without awaiting any commandment, blithely to speak thus: "The

foregoing story, dear companions,[64] bringeth me in mind to tell how

an honest minstrel on like wise and not without fruit rebuked the

covetise of a very rich merchant, the which, albeit in effect it

resembleth the last story, should not therefore be less agreeable to

you, considering that good came thereof in the end.

[Footnote 64: Fem.]

There was, then, in Genoa, a good while agone, a gentleman called

Messer Ermino de' Grimaldi, who (according to general belief) far

overpassed in wealth of lands and monies the riches of whatsoever

other richest citizen was then known in Italy; and like as he excelled

all other Italians in wealth, even so in avarice and sordidness he

outwent beyond compare every other miser and curmudgeon in the world;

for not only did he keep a strait purse in the matter of hospitality,

but, contrary to the general usance of the Genoese, who are wont to

dress sumptuously, he suffered the greatest privations in things

necessary to his own person, no less than in meat and in drink, rather

than be at any expense; by reason whereof the surname de' Grimaldi had

fallen away from him and he was deservedly called of all only Messer

Ermino Avarizia.

It chanced that, whilst, by dint of spending not, he multiplied his

wealth, there came to Genoa a worthy minstrel,[65] both well-bred and

well-spoken, by name Guglielmo Borsiere, a man no whit like those[66]

of the present day, who (to the no small reproach of the corrupt and

blameworthy usances of those[67] who nowadays would fain be called and

reputed gentlefolk and seigniors) are rather to be styled asses,

reared in all the beastliness and depravity of the basest of mankind,

than [minstrels, bred] in the courts [of kings and princes]. In those

times it used to be a minstrel's office and his wont to expend his

pains in negotiating treaties of peace, where feuds or despites had

befallen between noblemen, or transacting marriages, alliances and

friendships, in solacing the minds of the weary and diverting courts

with quaint and pleasant sayings, ay, and with sharp reproofs,

father-like, rebuking the misdeeds of the froward,--and this for

slight enough reward; but nowadays they study to spend their time in

hawking evil reports from one to another, in sowing discord, in

speaking naughtiness and obscenity and (what is worse) doing them in

all men's presence, in imputing evil doings, lewdnesses and knaveries,

true or false, one to other, and in prompting men of condition with

treacherous allurements to base and shameful actions; and he is most

cherished and honoured and most munificently entertained and rewarded

of the sorry unmannerly noblemen of our time who saith and doth the

most abominable words and deeds; a sore and shameful reproach to the

present age and a very manifest proof that the virtues have departed

this lower world and left us wretched mortals to wallow in the slough

of the vices.

[Footnote 65: _Uomo di corte._ This word has been another grievous

stumbling block to the French and English translators of Boccaccio,

who render it literally "courtier." The reader need hardly be reminded

that the minstrel of the middle ages was commonly jester, gleeman and

story-teller all in one and in these several capacities was allowed

the utmost license of speech. He was generally attached to the court

of some king or sovereign prince, but, in default of some such

permanent appointment, passed his time in visiting the courts and

mansions of princes and men of wealth and liberty, where his talents

were likely to be appreciated and rewarded; hence the name _uomo di

corte_, "man of court" (not "courtier," which is _cortigiano_).]

[Footnote 66: _i.e._ those minstrels.]

[Footnote 67: _i.e._ the noblemen their patrons.]

But to return to my story, from which a just indignation hath carried

me somewhat farther astray than I purposed,--I say that the aforesaid

Guglielmo was honoured by all the gentlemen of Genoa and gladly seen

of them, and having sojourned some days in the city and hearing many

tales of Messer Ermino's avarice and sordidness, he desired to see

him. Messer Ermino having already heard how worthy a man was this

Guglielmo Borsiere and having yet, all miser as he was, some tincture

of gentle breeding, received him with very amicable words and blithe

aspect and entered with him into many and various discourses. Devising

thus, he carried him, together with other Genoese who were in his

company, into a fine new house of his which he had lately built and

after having shown it all to him, said, 'Pray, Messer Guglielmo, you

who have seen and heard many things, can you tell me of something that

was never yet seen, which I may have depictured in the saloon of this

my house?' Guglielmo, hearing this his preposterous question,

answered, 'Sir, I doubt me I cannot undertake to tell you of aught

that was never yet seen, except it were sneezings or the like; but, an

it like you, I will tell you of somewhat which me thinketh you never

yet beheld.' Quoth Messer Ermino, not looking for such an answer as he

got, 'I pray you tell me what it is.' Whereto Guglielmo promptly

replied, 'Cause Liberality to be here depictured.'

When Messer Ermino heard this speech, there took him incontinent such

a shame that it availed in a manner to change his disposition

altogether to the contrary of that which it had been and he said,

'Messer Guglielmo, I will have it here depictured after such a fashion

that neither you nor any other shall ever again have cause to tell me

that I have never seen nor known it.' And from that time forth (such

was the virtue of Guglielmo's words) he was the most liberal and the

most courteous gentleman of his day in Genoa and he who most

hospitably entreated both strangers and citizens."

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