CHAPTER XVII

A HOME FOR GENIUSES

From hints he had let drop at odd times I knew that Tammas Haggart had

a scheme for geniuses, but not until the evening after Jamie's arrival

did I get it out of him. Hendry was with Jamie at the fishing, and it

came about that Tammas and I had the pig-sty to ourselves.

"Of course," he said, when we had got a grip of the subject, "I dount

pretend as my ideas is to be followed withoot deeviation, but

ondootedly something should be done for geniuses, them bein' aboot the

only class as we do naething for. Yet they're fowk to be prood o', an'

we shouldna let them overdo the thing, nor run into debt; na, na.

There was Robbie Burns, noo, as real a genius as ever--"

At the pig-sty, where we liked to have more than one topic, we had

frequently to tempt Tammas away from Burns.

"Your scheme," I interposed, "is for living geniuses, of course?"

"Ay," he said, thoughtfully, "them 'at's gone canna be brocht back.

Weel, my idea is 'at a Home should be built for geniuses at the public

expense, whaur they could all live thegither, an be decently looked

after. Na, no in London; that's no my plan, but I would hae't within

an hour's distance o' London, say five mile frae the market-place, an'

standin' in a bit garden, whaur the geniuses could walk aboot

arm-in-arm, composin' their minds."

"You would have the grounds walled in, I suppose, so that the public

could not intrude?"

"Weel, there's a difficulty there, because, ye'll observe, as the

public would support the institootion, they would hae a kind o' richt

to look in. How-some-ever, I daur say we could arrange to fling the

grounds open to the public once a week on condition 'at they didna

speak to the geniuses. I'm thinkin' 'at if there was a small chairge

for admission the Home could be made self-supportin'. Losh! to think

'at if there had been sic an institootion in his time a man micht hae

sat on the bit dyke and watched Robbie Burns danderin' roond the--"

"You would divide the Home into suites of rooms, so that every inmate

would have his own apartments?"

"Not by no means; na, na. The mair I read aboot geniuses the mair

clearly I see as their wy o' living alane ower muckle is ane o' the

things as breaks doon their health, and makes them meeserable. I' the

Home they would hae a bedroom apiece, but the parlour an' the other

sittin'-rooms would be for all, so as they could enjoy ane another's

company. The management? Oh, that's aisy. The superintendent would

be a medical man appointed by Parliament, and he would hae men-servants

to do his biddin'."

"Not all men-servants, surely?"

"Every one o' them. Man, geniuses is no to be trusted wi' womenfolk.

No, even Robbie Bu--"

"So he did; but would the inmates have to put themselves entirely in

the superintendent's hands?"

"Nae doubt; an' they would see it was the wisest thing they could do.

He would be careful o' their health, an' send them early to bed as weel

as hae them up at eight sharp. Geniuses' healths is always breakin'

doon because of late hours, as in the case o' the lad wha used often to

begin his immortal writin's at twal o'clock at nicht, a thing 'at would

ruin ony constitootion. But the superintendent would see as they had a

tasty supper at nine o'clock--something as agreed wi' them. Then for

half an hour they would quiet their brains readin' oot aloud, time

about, frae sic a book as the 'Pilgrim's Progress,' an' the gas would

be turned aff at ten precisely."

"When would you have them up in the morning?"

"At sax in summer an' seven in winter. The superintendent would see as

they were all properly bathed every mornin', cleanliness bein' most

important for the preservation o' health."

"This sounds well; but suppose a genius broke the rules--lay in bed,

for instance, reading by the light of a candle after hours, or refused

to take his bath in the morning?"

"The superintendent would hae to punish him. The genius would be sent

back to his bed, maybe. An' if he lay lang i' the mornin' he would hae

to gang withoot his breakfast."

"That would be all very well where the inmate only broke the

regulations once in a way; but suppose he were to refuse to take his

bath day after day (and, you know, geniuses are said to be eccentric in

that particular), what would be done? You could not starve him;

geniuses are too scarce."

"Na, na; in a case like that he would hae to be reported to the public.

The thing would hae to come afore the Hoose of Commons. Ay, the

superintendent would get a member o' the Opposeetion to ask a queistion

such as 'Can the honourable gentleman, the Secretary of State for Home

Affairs, inform the Hoose whether it is a fac that Mr. Sic-a-one, the

well-known genius, at present resident in the Home for Geniuses, has,

contrairy to regulations, perseestently and obstinately refused to

change his linen; and, if so, whether the Government proposes to take

ony steps in the matter?' The newspapers would report the discussion

next mornin', an' so it would be made public withoot onnecessary

ootlay."

"In a general way, however, you would give the geniuses perfect

freedom? They could work when they liked, and come and go when they

liked?"

"Not so. The superintendent would fix the hours o' wark, an' they

would all write, or whatever it was, thegither in one large room. Man,

man, it would mak a grand draw for a painter-chield, that room, wi' all

the geniuses working awa' thegither."

"But when the labors of the day were over the genius would be at

liberty to make calls by himself or to run up, say, to London for an

hour or two?"

"Hoots no, that would spoil everything. It's the drink, ye see, as

does for a terrible lot o' geniuses. Even Rob--"

"Alas! yes. But would you have them all teetotalers?"

"What do ye tak me for? Na, na; the superintendent would allow them

one glass o' toddy every nicht, an' mix it himsel; but he would never

get the keys o' the press, whaur he kept the drink, oot o' his hands.

They would never be allowed oot o' the gairden either, withoot a man to

look after them; an' I wouldna burthen them wi' ower muckle

pocket-money. Saxpence in the week would be suffeecient."

"How about their clothes?"

"They would get twa suits a year, wi' the letter G sewed on the

shoulders, so as if they were lost they could be recognized and brocht

back."

"Certainly it is a scheme deserving consideration, and I have no doubt

our geniuses would jump at it; but you must remember that some of them

would have wives."

"Ay, an' some o' them would hae husbands. I've been thinkin' that oot,

an' I daur say the best plan would be to partition aff a pairt o' the

Home for female geniuses."

"Would Parliament elect the members?"

"I wouldna trust them. The election would hae to be by competitive

examination. Na, I canna say wha would draw up the queistions. The

scheme's juist growin' i' my mind, but the mair I think o't the better

I like it."

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