CHAPTER IX.

THE COMMENCEMENT OF WONDERS, WHICH ARE THE MORE EXTRAORDINARY ON

ACCOUNT OF THEIR TRUTH.

I dare say my head had been on the pillow fully an hour before sleep

closed my eyes. During this time I had abundant occasion to understand

the activity of what are called the “busy thoughts.” Mine were

feverish, glowing, and restless. They wandered over a wild field; one

that included Anna, with her beauty, her mild truth, her womanly

softness, and her womanly cruelty; Captain Poke and his peculiar

opinions; the amiable family of quadrupeds and their wounded

sensibilities; the excellences of the social-stake system; and, in

short, most of that which I had seen and heard during the last

four-and-twenty hours. When sleep did tardily arrive, it overtook me at

the very moment that I had inwardly vowed to forget my heartless

mistress, and to devote the remainder of my life to the promulgation of

the doctrine of the

expansive-super-human-generalized-affection-principle, to the utter

exclusion of all narrow and selfish views, and in which I resolved to

associate myself with Mr. Poke, as with one who had seen a great deal

of this earth and its inhabitants, without narrowing down his

sympathies in favor of any one place or person in particular,

Stunin’tun and himself very properly excepted.

It was broad daylight when I awoke on the following morning. My spirits

were calmed by rest, and my nerves had been soothed by the balmy

freshness of the atmosphere. It appeared that my valet had entered and

admitted the morning air, and then had withdrawn as usual to await the

signal of the bell before he presumed to reappear. I lay many minutes

in delicious repose, enjoying the periodical return of life and reason,

bringing with it the pleasures of thought and its ten thousand

agreeable associations. The delightful reverie into which I was

insensibly dropping was, however, ere long arrested by low, murmuring,

and, as I thought, plaintive voices at no great distance from my own

bed. Seating myself erect, I listened intently and with a good deal of

surprise; for it was not easy to imagine whence sounds so unusual for

that place and hour could proceed. The discourse was earnest and even

animated; but it was carried on in so low a tone that it would have

been utterly inaudible but for the deep quiet of the hotel.

Occasionally a word reached my ear, and I was completely at fault in

endeavoring to ascertain even the language. That it was in neither of

the five great European tongues I was certain, for all these I either

spoke or read; and there were particular sounds and inflections that

induced me to think that it savored of the most ancient of the two

classics. It is true that the prosody of these dialects, at the same

time that it is a shibboleth of learning, is a disputed point, the very

sounds of the vowels even being a matter of national convention; the

Latin word dux, for instance, being ducks in England, docks in Italy,

and dukes in France: yet there is a ‘je ne sais quoi,’ a delicacy in

the auricular taste of a true scholar, that will rarely lead him astray

when his ears are greeted with words that have been used by Demosthenes

or Cicero. [Footnote: Or Chichero, or Kickero, whichever may happen to

suit the prejudices of the reader.] In the present instance I

distinctly heard the word my-bom-y-nos-fos-kom-i-ton, which I made sure

was a verb in the dual number and second person, of a Greek root, but

of a signification that I could not on the instant master, but which

beyond a question every scholar will recognize as having a strong

analogy to a well-known line in Homer. If I was puzzled with the

syllables that accidentally reached me, I was no less perplexed with

the intonations of the voices of the different speakers. While it was

easy to understand they were of the two sexes, they had no direct

affinity to the mumbling sibilations of the English, the vehement

monotony of the French, the gagging sonorousness of the Spaniards, the

noisy melody of the Italians, the ear-splitting octaves of the Germans,

or the undulating, head-over-heels enunciation of the countrymen of my

particular acquaintance Captain Noah Poke. Of all the living languages

of which I had any knowledge, the resemblance was nearer to the Danish

and Swedish than to any other; but I much doubted at the time I first

heard the syllables, and still question, if there is exactly such a

word as my-bom-y-nos-fos-kom-i-ton to be found in even either of those

tongues. I could no longer support the suspense. The classical and

learned doubts that beset me grew intensely painful; and arising with

the greatest caution, in order not to alarm the speakers, I prepared to

put an end to them all by the simple and natural process of actual

observation.

The voices came from the antechamber, the door of which was slightly

open. Throwing on a dressing-gown, and thrusting my feet into slippers,

I moved on tiptoe to the aperture, and placed my eye in such a

situation as enabled me to command a view of the persons of those who

were still earnestly talking in the adjoining room. All surprise

vanished the moment I found that the four monkeys were grouped in a

corner of the apartment, where they were carrying on a very animated

dialogue, the two oldest of the party (a male and a female) being the

principal speakers. It was not to be expected that even a graduate of

Oxford, although belonging to a sect so proverbial for classical lore

that many of them knew nothing else, could at the first hearing decide

upon the analogies and character of a tongue that is so little

cultivated even in that ancient sea of learning. Although I had now

certainly a direct clew to the root of the dialect of the speakers, I

found it quite impossible to get any useful acquaintance with the

general drift of what was passing among them. As they were my guests,

however, and might possibly be in want of some of the conveniences that

were necessary to their habits, or might even be suffering under still

graver embarrassments, I conceived it to be a duty to waive the

ordinary usages of society, and at once offer whatever it was in my

power to bestow, at the risk of interrupting concerns that they might

possibly wish to consider private. Using the precaution, therefore, to

make a little noise, as the best means of announcing my approach, the

door was gently opened, and I presented myself to view. At first I was

a little at a loss in what manner to address the strangers; but

believing that a people who spoke a language so difficult of utterance

and so rich as that I had just heard, like those who use dialects

derived from the Slavonian root, were most probably the masters of all

others; and remembering, moreover, that French was a medium of thought

among all polite people, I determined to have recourse to that tongue.

“Messieurs et mesdames,” I said, inclining my body in salutation,

“mille pardons four cette intrusion feu convenable”—but as I am writing

in English it may be well to translate the speeches as I proceed;

although I abandon with regret the advantage of going through them

literally, and in the appropriate dialect in which they were originally

spoken.

“Gentlemen and ladies,” I said, inclining my body in salutation, “I ask

a thousand pardons for this inopportune intrusion on your retirement;

but overhearing a few of what I much fear are but too well-grounded

complaints, touching the false position in which you are placed as the

occupant of this apartment, and in that light your host, I have

ventured to approach, with no other desire than the wish that you would

make me the repository of all your griefs, in order, if possible, that

they may be repaired as soon as circumstances shall in any manner

allow.”

The strangers were very naturally a little startled at my unexpected

appearance, and at the substance of what I had just said. I observed

that the two ladies were apparently in some slight degree even

distressed, the younger turning her head on one side in maiden modesty,

while the elder, a duenna sort of looking person, dropped her eyes to

the floor, but succeeded in better maintaining her self-possession and

gravity. The eldest of the two gentlemen approached me with dignified

composure, after a moment of hesitation, and returning my salute by

waving his tail with singular grace and decorum, he answered as

follows. I may as well state in this place that he spoke the French

about as well as an Englishman who has lived long enough on the

continent to fancy he can travel in the provinces without being

detected for a foreigner. Au reste, his accent was slightly Russian,

and his enunciation whistling and harmonious. The females, especially

in some of the lower keys of their voices, made sounds not unlike the

sighing tones of the Eolian harp. It was really a pleasure to hear

them; but I have often had occasion to remark that, in every country

but one, which I do not care to name, the language when uttered by the

softer sex takes new charms, and is rendered more delightful to the

ear.

“Sir,” said the stranger, when he had done waving his tail, “I should

do great injustice to my feelings, and to the monikin character in

general, were I to neglect expressing some small portion of the

gratitude I feel on the present occasion. Destitute, houseless,

insulted wanderers and captives, fortune has at length shed a ray of

happiness on our miserable condition, and hope begins to shine through

the cloud of our distress, like a passing gleam of the sun. From my

very tail, sir, in my own name and in that of this excellent and most

prudent matron, and in those of these two noble and youthful lovers, I

thank you. Yes! honorable and humane being of the genus homo, species

Anglicus, we all return our most tail-felt acknowledgments of your

goodness!”

Here the whole party gracefully bent the ornaments in question over

their heads, touching their receding foreheads with the several tips,

and bowed. I would have given ten thousand pounds at that moment to

have had a good investment in tails, in order to emulate their form of

courtesy; but naked, shorn, and destitute as I was, with a feeling of

humility I was obliged to put my head a little on one shoulder and give

the ordinary English bob, in return for their more elaborate

politeness.

“If I were merely to say, sir,” I continued, when the opening

salutations were thus properly exchanged, “that I am charmed at this

accidental interview, the word would prove very insufficient to express

my delight. Consider this hotel as your own; its domestics as your

domestics; its stores of condiments as your stores of condiments, and

its nominal tenant as your most humble servant and friend. I have been

greatly shocked at the indignities to which you have hitherto been

exposed, and now promise you liberty, kindness, and all those

attentions to which it is very apparent you are fully entitled by your

birth, breeding, and the delicacy of your sentiments. I congratulate

myself a thousand times for having been so fortunate as to make your

acquaintance. My greatest desire has always been to stimulate the

sympathies; but until to-day various accidents have confined the

cultivation of this heaven-born property in a great measure to my own

species; I now look forward, however, to a delicious career of new-born

interests in the whole of the animal creation, I need scarcely say in

that of quadrupeds of your family in particular.”

“Whether we belong to the class of quadrupeds or not, is a question

that has a good deal embarrassed our own savans” returned the stranger.

“There is an ambiguity in our physical action that renders the point a

little questionable; and therefore, I think, the higher castes of our

natural philosophers rather prefer classing the entire monikin species,

with all its varieties, as caudae-jactans, or tail-wavers; adopting the

term from the nobler part of the animal formation. Is not this the

better opinion at home, my Lord Chatterino?” he asked, turning to the

youth, who stood respectfully at his side.

“Such, I believe, my dear Doctor, was the last classification

sanctioned by the academy,” the young noble replied, with a readiness

that proved him to be both well-informed and intelligent, and at the

same time with a reserve of manner that did equal credit to his modesty

and breeding. “The question of whether we are or are not bipeds has

greatly agitated the schools for more than three centuries.”

“The use of this gentleman’s name,” I hastily rejoined, “my dear sir,

reminds me that we are but half acquainted with each other. Permit me

to waive ceremony, and to announce myself at once as Sir John

Goldencalf, Baronet, of Householder Hall, in the kingdom of Great

Britain, a poor admirer of excellence wherever it is to be found, or

under whatever form, and a devotee of the system of the

‘social-stake.’”

“I am happy to be admitted to the honor of this formal introduction,

Sir John. In return I beg you will suffer me to say that this young

nobleman is, in our own dialect, No. 6, purple; or, to translate the

appellation, my Lord Chat-terino. This young lady is No. 4, violet, or,

my Lady Chatterissa. This excellent and prudent matron is No.

4,626,243, russet, or, Mistress Vigilance Lynx, to translate her

appellation also into the English tongue; and that I am No. 22,817,

brown-study color, or, Dr. Reasono, to give you a literal signification

of my name—a poor disciple of the philosophers of our race, an LL.D.,

and a F.U.D.G.E., the travelling tutor of this heir of one of the most

illustrious and the most ancient houses of the island of Leaphigh, in

the monikin section of mortality.”

“Every syllable, learned Dr. Reasono, that falls from your revered lips

only whets curiosity and adds fuel to the flame of desire, tempting me

to inquire further into your private history, your future intentions,

the polity of your species, and all those interesting topics that will

readily suggest themselves to one of your quick apprehension and

extensive acquirements. I dread being thought indiscreet, and yet,

putting yourself in my position, I trust you will overlook a wish so

natural and so ardent.”

“Apology is unnecessary, Sir John, and nothing would afford me greater

satisfaction than to answer any and every inquiry you may be disposed

to make.”

“Then, sir, to cut short all useless circumlocution, suffer me to ask

at once an explanation of the system of enumeration by which you

indicate individuals? You are called No. 22,817, brown-study color—”

“Or Dr. Reasono. As you are an Englishman, you will perhaps understand

me better if I refer to a recent practice of the new London police. You

may have observed that the men wear letters in red or white, and

numbers on the capes of their coats. By the letters the passenger can

refer to the company of the officer, while the number indicates the

individual. Now, the idea of this improvement came, I make no doubt,

from our system, under which society is divided into castes, for the

sake of harmony and subordination, and these castes are designated by

colors and shades of colors that are significant of their stations and

pursuits—the individual, as in the new police, being known by the

number. Our own language being exceedingly sententious, is capable of

expressing the most elaborate of these combinations in a very few

sounds. I should add that there is no difference in the manner of

distinguishing the sexes, with the exception that each is numbered

apart, and each has a counterpart color to that of the same caste in

the other sex. Thus purple and violet are both noble, the former being

masculine and the latter feminine, and russet being the counterpart of

brown-study color.”

“And—excuse my natural ardor to know more—and do you bear these numbers

and colors marked on your attire in your own region?”

“As for attire, Sir John, the monikins are too highly improved,

mentally and physically, to need any. It is known that in all cases

extremes meet. The savage is nearer to nature than the merely civilized

being, and the creature that has passed the mystifications of a middle

state of improvement finds himself again approaching nearer to the

habits, the wishes, and the opinions of our common mother. As the real

gentleman is more simple in manners than the distant imitator of his

deportment; as fashions and habits are always more exaggerated in

provincial towns than in polished capitals; or as the profound

philosopher has less pretensions than the tyro, so does our common

genus, as it draws nearer to the consummation of its destiny and its

highest attainments, learn to reject the most valued usages of the

middle condition, and to return with ardor towards nature as to a first

love. It is on this principle, sir, that the monikin family never wear

clothes.”

“I could not but perceive that the ladies have manifested some

embarrassment ever since I entered—is it possible that their delicacy

has taken the alarm at the state of my toilet?”

“At the toilet itself, Sir John, rather than at its state, if I must

speak plainly. The female mind, trained as it is with us from infancy

upwards in the habits and usages of nature, is shocked by any departure

from her rules. You will know how to make allowances for the

squeamishness of the sex, for I believe it is much alike in this

particular, let it come from what quarter of the earth it may.”

“I can only excuse the seeming want of politeness by my ignorance, Dr.

Reasono. Before I ask another question the oversight shall be repaired.

I must retire into my own chamber for an instant, gentlemen and ladies,

and I beg you will find such sources of amusement as first offer until

I can return. There are nuts, I believe, in this closet; sugar is

usually kept on that table, and perhaps the ladies might find some

relaxation by exercising themselves on the chairs. In a single moment I

shall be with you again.”

Hereupon I withdrew into my bed-chamber, and began to lay aside the

dressing-gown as well as my shirt. Remembering, however, that I was but

too liable to colds in the head, I returned to ask Dr. Reasono to step

in where I was for an instant. On mentioning the difficulty, this

excellent person assumed the office of preparing his female friends to

overlook the slight innovation of my still wearing the nightcap and

slippers.

“The ladies would think nothing of it,” the philosopher good-humoredly

remarked, by way of lessening my regrets at having wounded their

sensibilities, “were you even to appear in a military cloak and Hessian

boots, provided it was not thought that you were of their acquaintance

and in their immediate society. I think you must have often remarked

among the sex of your own species, who are frequently quite indifferent

to nudities (their prejudices running counter to ours) that appear in

the streets, but which would cause them instantly to run out of the

room when exhibited in the person of an acquaintance; these

conventional asides being tolerated everywhere by a judicious

concession of punctilios that might otherwise become insupportable.”

“The distinction is too reasonable to require another word of

explanation, dear sir. Now let us rejoin the ladies, since I am at

length in some degree fit to be seen.”

I was rewarded for this bit of delicate attention by an approving smile

from the lovely Chatterissa, and good Mistress Lynx no longer kept her

eyes riveted on the floor, but bent them on me with looks of admiration

and gratitude.

“Now that this little contre-temps is no longer an obstacle,” I

resumed, “permit me to continue those inquiries which you have hitherto

answered with so much amenity and so satisfactorily. As you have no

clothes, in what manner is the parallel between your usage and that of

the new London police practically completed?”

“Although we have no clothes, nature, whose laws are never violated

with impunity, but who is as beneficent as she is absolute, has

furnished us with a downy covering to supply their places wherever

clothes are needed for comfort. We have coats that defy fashions,

require no tailors, and never lose their naps. But it would be

inconvenient to be totally clad in this manner; and, therefore, the

palms of the hands are, as you see, ungloved; the portions of the frame

on which we seat ourselves are left uncovered, most probably lest some

inconvenience should arise from taking accidental and unfavorable

positions. This is the part of the monikin frame the best adapted for

receiving paint, and the numbers of which I have spoken are

periodically renewed there, at public offices appointed for that

purpose. Our characters are so minute as to escape the human eye; but

by using that opera-glass, I make no doubt that you may still see some

of my own enregistration, although, alas! unusual friction, great

misery, and, I may say, unmerited wrongs, have nearly un-monikined me

in this, as well as in various other particulars.”

As Dr. Reasono had the complaisance to turn round, and to use his tail

like the index of a black-board, by aid of the glass I very distinctly

traced the figures to which he alluded. Instead of being in paint,

however, as he had given me reason to anticipate, they seemed to be

branded, or burnt in, indelibly, as we commonly mark horses, thieves,

and negroes. On mentioning the fact to the philosopher, it was

explained with his usual facility and politeness.

“You are quite right, sir,” he said; “the omission of paint was to

prevent tautology, an offence against the simplicity of the monikin

dialect, as well as against monikin taste, that would have been

sufficient, under our opinions, even to overturn the government.”

“Tautology!”

“Tautology, Sir John; on examining the background of the picture, you

will perceive that it is already of a dusky, sombre hue; now, this

being of a meditative and grave character, has been denominated by our

academy the ‘brown-study color’; and it would clearly have been

supererogatory to lay the same tint upon it. No, sir; we avoid

repetitions even in our prayers, deeming them to be so many proofs of

an illogical and of an anti-consecutive mind.”

“The system is admirable, and I see new beauties at each moment. You

enjoy the advantage, for instance, under this mode of enumeration, of

knowing your acquaintances from behind, quite as well as if you met

them face to face!”

“The suggestion is ingenious, showing an active and an observant mind;

but it does not quite reach the motive of the

politico-numerical-identity system of which we are speaking. The

objects of this arrangement are altogether of a higher and more useful

nature; nor do we usually recognize our friends by their countenances,

which at the best are no more than so many false signals, but by their

tails.”

“This is admirable! What a facility you possess for recognizing an

acquaintance who may happen to be up a tree! But may I presume to

inquire, Dr. Reasono, what are the most approved of the advantages of

the politico-numerical-identity system? For impatience is devouring my

vitals.”

“They are connected with the interests of government. You know, sir,

that society is established for the purposes of governments, and

governments, themselves, mainly to facilitate contributions and

taxations. Now, by the numerical system, we have every opportunity of

including the whole monikin race in the collections, as they are

periodically checked off by their numbers. The idea was a happy thought

of an eminent statistician of ours, who gained great credit at court by

the invention, and, in fact, who was admitted to the academy in

consequence of its ingenuity.”

“Still it must be admitted, my dear Doctor,” put in Lord Chatterino,

always with the modesty, and, perhaps I might add, with the generosity

of youth, “that there are some among us who deny that society was made

for governments, and who maintain that governments were made for

society; or, in other words, for monikins.”

“Mere theorists, my good lord; and their opinions, even if true, are

never practised on. Practice is everything in political matters; and

theories are of no use, except as they confirm practice.”

“Both theory and practice are perfect,” I cried, “and I make no doubt

that the classification into colors, or castes, enables the authorities

to commence the imposts with the richest, or the ‘purples.’”

“Sir, monikin prudence never lays the foundation-stone at the summit;

it seeks the base of the edifice; and as contributions are the walls of

society, we commence with the bottom. When you shall know us better,

Sir John Goldencalf, you will begin to comprehend the beauty and

benevolence of the entire monikin economy.”

I now adverted to the frequent use of this word “monikin”; and,

admitting my ignorance, desired an explanation of the term, as well as

a more general insight into the origin, history, hopes, and polity of

the interesting strangers; if they can be so called who were already so

well known to me. Dr. Reasono admitted that the request was natural and

was entitled to respect; but he delicately suggested the necessity of

sustaining the animal function by nutriment, intimating that the ladies

had supped but in an indifferent way the evening before, and

acknowledging that, philosopher as he was, he should go through the

desired explanations after improving the slight acquaintance he had

already made with certain condiments in one of the armoires, with far

more zeal and point, than could possibly be done in the present state

of his appetite. The suggestion was so very plausible that there was no

resisting it; and, suppressing my curiosity as well as I could, the

bell was rung. I retired to my bed-chamber to resume so much of my

attire as was necessary to the semi-civilization of man, and then the

necessary orders were given to the domestics, who, by the way, were

suffered to remain under the influence of those ordinary and vulgar

prejudices that are pretty generally entertained by the human, against

the monikin family.

Previously to separating from my new friend Dr. Reasono, however, I

took him aside, and stated that I had an acquaintance in the hotel, a

person of singular philosophy, after the human fashion, and a great

traveller; and that I desired permission to let him into the secret of

our intended lecture on the monikin economy, and to bring him with me

as an auditor. To this request, No. 22,817, brown-study color, or Dr.

Reasono, gave a very cordial assent; hinting delicately, at the same

time, his expectation that this new auditor, who, of course, was no

other than Captain Noah Poke, would not deem it disparaging to his

manhood, to consult the sensibilities of the ladies, by appearing in

the garments of that only decent and respectable tailor and draper,

nature. To this suggestion I gave a ready approval; when each went his

way, after the usual salutations of bowing and tail-waving, with a

mutual promise of being punctual to the appointment.

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