CHAPTER XI

The Anniversary

Among the _dies alba creta notandos_, which the beau monde of the

Cambrian mountains was in the habit of remembering with the greatest

pleasure, and anticipating with the most lively satisfaction, was the

Christmas ball which the ancient family of the Headlongs had been

accustomed to give from time immemorial. Tradition attributed the

honour of its foundation to Headlong Ap-Headlong Ap-Breakneck

Ap-Headlong Ap-Cataract Ap-Pistyll Ap-Rhaidr[11.1] Ap-Headlong, who

lived about the time of the Trojan war. Certain it is, at least, that

a grand chorus was always sung after supper in honour of this

illustrious ancestor of the squire. This ball was, indeed, an aera in

the lives of all the beauty and fashion of Caernarvon, Meirionnydd,

and Anglesea, and, like the Greek Olympiads and the Roman consulates,

served as the main pillar of memory, round which all the events of the

year were suspended and entwined. Thus, in recalling to mind any

circumstance imperfectly recollected, the principal point to be

ascertained was, whether it had occurred in the year of the first,

second, third, or fourth ball of Headlong Ap-Breakneck, or Headlong

Ap-Torrent, or Headlong Ap-Hurricane; and, this being satisfactorily

established, the remainder followed of course in the natural order of

its ancient association.

This eventful anniversary being arrived, every chariot, coach,

barouche and barouchette, landau and landaulet, chaise, curricle,

buggy, whiskey, and tilbury, of the three counties, was in motion: not

a horse was left idle within five miles of any gentleman's seat, from

the high-mettled hunter to the heath-cropping galloway. The ferrymen

of the Menai were at their stations before daybreak, taking a double

allowance of rum and _cwrw_ to strengthen them for the fatigues of the

day. The ivied towers of Caernarvon, the romantic woods of

Tan-y-bwlch, the heathy hills of Kernioggau, the sandy shores of

Tremadoc, the mountain recesses of Bedd-Gelert, and the lonely lakes

of Capel-Cerig, re-echoed to the voices of the delighted ostlers and

postillions, who reaped on this happy day their wintry harvest.

Landlords and landladies, waiters, chambermaids, and toll-gate

keepers, roused themselves from the torpidity which the last solitary

tourist, flying with the yellow leaves on the wings of the autumnal

wind, had left them to enjoy till the returning spring: the bustle of

August was renewed on all the mountain roads, and, in the meanwhile,

Squire Headlong and his little fat butler carried most energetically

into effect the lessons of the _savant_ in the Court of

Quintessence, _qui par engin mirificque jectoit les maisons par les

fenestres_[11.2].

It was the custom for the guests to assemble at dinner on the day of

the ball, and depart on the following morning after breakfast. Sleep

during this interval was out of the question: the ancient harp of

Cambria suspended the celebration of the noble race of Shenkin, and

the songs of Hoel and Cyveilioc, to ring to the profaner but more

lively modulation of _Voulez vous danser, Mademoiselle?_ in

conjunction with the symphonious scraping of fiddles, the tinkling of

triangles, and the beating of tambourines. Comus and Momus were the

deities of the night; and Bacchus of course was not forgotten by the

male part of the assembly (with them, indeed, a ball was invariably a

scene of "_tipsy dance and jollity_"): the servants flew about with

wine and negus, and the little butler was indefatigable with his

corkscrew, which is reported on one occasion to have grown so hot

under the influence of perpetual friction that it actually set fire to

the cork.

The company assembled. The dinner, which on this occasion was a

secondary object, was despatched with uncommon celerity. When the

cloth was removed, and the bottle had taken its first round, Mr

Cranium stood up and addressed the company.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said he, "the golden key of mental

phaenomena, which has lain buried for ages in the deepest vein of the

mine of physiological research, is now, by a happy combination of

practical and speculative investigations, grasped, if I may so

express myself, firmly and inexcusably, in the hands of

physiognomical empiricism." The Cambrian visitors listened with

profound attention, not comprehending a single syllable he said, but

concluding he would finish his speech by proposing the health of

Squire Headlong. The gentlemen accordingly tossed off their heeltaps,

and Mr Cranium proceeded: "Ardently desirous, to the extent of my

feeble capacity, of disseminating as much as possible, the

inexhaustible treasures to which this golden key admits the humblest

votary of philosophical truth, I invite you, when you have

sufficiently restored, replenished, refreshed, and exhilarated that

osteosarchaematosplanchnochondroneuromuelous, or to employ a more

intelligible term, osseocarnisanguineoviscericartilaginonervomedullary,

_compages_, or shell, the body, which at once envelopes and developes

that mysterious and inestimable kernel, the desiderative,

determinative, ratiocinative, imaginative, inquisitive, appetitive,

comparative, reminiscent, congeries of ideas and notions, simple and

compound, comprised in the comprehensive denomination of mind,

to take a peep with me into the mechanical arcana of the

anatomico-metaphysical universe. Being not in the least dubitative of

your spontaneous compliance, I proceed," added he, suddenly changing

his tone, "to get everything ready in the library." Saying these

words, he vanished.

The Welsh squires now imagined they had caught a glimpse of his

meaning, and set him down in their minds for a sort of gentleman

conjuror, who intended to amuse them before the ball with some tricks

of legerdemain. Under this impression, they became very impatient to

follow him, as they had made up their minds not to be drunk before

supper. The ladies, too, were extremely curious to witness an

exhibition which had been announced in so singular a preamble; and the

squire, having previously insisted on every gentleman tossing off a

half-pint bumper, adjourned the whole party to the library, where they

were not a little surprised to discover Mr Cranium seated, in a

pensive attitude, at a large table, decorated with a copious variety

of skulls.

Some of the ladies were so much shocked at this extraordinary display,

that a scene of great confusion ensued. Fans were very actively

exercised, and water was strenuously called for by some of the most

officious of the gentlemen; on which the little butler entered with a

large allowance of liquid, which bore, indeed, the name of _water_,

but was in reality a very powerful spirit. This was the only species

of water which the little butler had ever heard called for in Headlong

Hall. The mistake was not attended with any evil effects: for the

fluid was no sooner applied to the lips of the fainting fair ones,

than it resuscitated them with an expedition truly miraculous.

Order was at length restored; the audience took their seats, and the

craniological orator held forth in the following terms:

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