CHAPTER 14

That a taste for fruit is inherent in man is an opinion which is

sanctioned by the conduct of man in all ages and in all countries. While

some nations have considered it profanation or pollution to nourish

themselves with flesh or solace themselves with fish, while almost every

member of the animal creation has in turn been considered either sacred

or unclean, mankind, in all climes and in all countries, the Hindoo and

the Hebrew, the Egyptian and the Greek, the Roman and the Frank, have,

in some degree, made good their boastful claim to reason, by universally

feeding upon those delightful productions of Nature which are nourished

with the dews of heaven, and which live for ever in its breath.

And, indeed, when we consider how exceedingly refreshing at all times is

the flavour of fruit; how very natural, and, in a manner, born in him,

is man’s inclination for it; how little it is calculated to pall upon

his senses; and how conducive, when not eaten to excess, it is to his

health, as well as to his pleasure; we must not be surprised that a

conviction of its excellence should have been one of those few subjects

on which men have never disagreed.

That some countries are more favoured in their fruit than others is

a fact so notorious that its notice is unnecessary; but we are not

therefore to suppose that their appetite for it is more keen than

the appetite of other nations for their fruit who live in less genial

climes. Indeed, if we were not led to believe that all nations are

inspired by an equal love for this production, it might occasionally

be suspected that some of those nations who are least skilful as

horticulturists evince a greater passion for their inferior growths

than more fortunate people for their choicer produce. The effects of

bad fruit, however, upon the constitution, and consequently upon the

national character, are so injurious that every liberal man must regret

that any people, either from ignorance or obligation, should be forced

to have recourse to anything so fatal, and must feel that it is the

duty of everyone who professes to be a philanthropist to propagate and

encourage a taste for good fruit throughout all countries of the globe.

A vast number of centuries before Popanilla had the fortune to lose his

mistress’s lock of hair, and consequently to become an ambassador

to Vraibleusia, the inhabitants of that island, then scarcely more

civilised than their new allies of Fantaisie were at present, suffered

very considerably from the trash which they devoured, from that innate

taste for fruit already noticed. In fact, although there are antiquaries

who pretend that the Vraibleusians possessed some of the species of wild

plums and apples even at that early period, the majority of inquirers

are disposed to believe that their desserts were solely confined to the

wildest berries, horse-chestnuts, and acorns.

A tradition runs, that while they were committing these abominations

a ship, one of the first ships that had ever touched at the island,

arrived at the present port of Hubbabub, then a spacious and shipless

bay. The master of the vessel, on being brought before the King (for

the story I am recording happened long before the construction of the

miraculous Statue), presented, with his right hand, to his Majesty, a

small pyramidal substance of a golden hue, which seemed to spring out

of green and purple leaves. His Majesty did not exactly understand

the intention of this ceremony; but of course, like a true legitimate,

construed it into a symbol of homage. No sooner had the King brought the

unknown substance near to his eyes, with the intention of scrutinising

its nature, than the fragrance was so delightful that by mistake he

applied it to his mouth. The King, only took one mouthful, and then,

with a cry of rapture, instantly handed the delicacy to his favourite,

who, to the great mortification of the Secretary of State, finished it.

The stranger, however, immediately supplied the surrounding courtiers

from a basket which was slung on his left arm; and no sooner had they

all tasted his gift than they fell upon their knees to worship him,

vowing that the distributor of such delight must be more than man. If

this avowal be considered absurd and extraordinary in this present age

of philosophy, we must not forget to make due allowance for the

palates of individuals who, having been so long accustomed merely to

horse-chestnuts and acorns, suddenly, for the first time in their lives,

tasted Pine-apple.

The stranger, with an air of great humility, disclaimed their proffered

adoration, and told them that, far from being superior to common

mortals, he was, on the contrary, one of the lowliest of the human race;

in fact, he did not wish to conceal it; in spite of his vessel and

his attendants, he was merely a market-gardener on a great scale. This

beautiful fruit he had recently discovered in the East, to which quarter

of the world he annually travelled in order to obtain a sufficient

quantity to supply the great Western hemisphere, of which he himself

was a native. Accident had driven him, with one of his ships, into the

Island of Vraibleusia; and, as the islanders appeared to be pleased with

his cargo, he said that he should have great pleasure in supplying them

at present and receiving their orders for the future.

The proposition was greeted with enthusiasm, The King immediately

entered into a contract with the market-gardener on his own terms.

The sale, or cultivation, or even the eating of all other fruits was

declared high-treason, and pine-apple, for weighty reasons duly recited

in the royal proclamation, announced as the established fruit of the

realm. The cargo, under the superintendence of some of the most trusty

of the crew, was unshipped for the immediate supply of the island; and

the merchant and his customers parted, mutually delighted and mutually

profited.

Time flew on. The civilisation of Vraibleusia was progressive, as

civilisation always is; and the taste for pine-apples ever on the

increase, as the taste for pine-apples ever should be. The supply was

regular and excellent, the prices reasonable, and the tradesmen civil.

They, of course, had not failed to advance in fair proportion with the

national prosperity. Their numbers had much increased as well as their

customers. Fresh agents arrived with every fresh cargo. They had long

quitted the stalls with which they had been contented on their first

settlement in the island, and now were the dapper owners of neat depots

in all parts of the kingdom where depots could find customers.

A few more centuries, and affairs began to change. All that I

have related as matter of fact, and which certainly is not better

authenticated than many other things that happened two or three thousand

years ago, which, however, the most sceptical will not presume to

maintain did not take place, was treated as the most idle and ridiculous

fable by the dealers in pine-apples themselves. They said that they knew

nothing about a market-gardener; that they were, and had always been,

the subjects of the greatest Prince in the world, compared with whom all

other crowned heads ranked merely as subjects did with their immediate

sovereigns. This Prince, they said, lived in the most delicious region

in the world, and the fruit which they imported could only be procured

from his private gardens, where it sprang from one of the trees that

had bloomed in the gardens of the Hesperides. The Vraibleusians were at

first a little surprised at this information, but the old tradition of

the market-gardener was certainly an improbable one; and the excellence

of the fruit and the importance assumed by those who supplied it were

deemed exceedingly good evidence of the truth of the present story. When

the dealers had repeated their new tale for a certain number of years,

there was not an individual in the island who in the slightest degree

suspected its veracity. One more century, and no person had ever heard

that any suspicions had ever existed.

The immediate agents of the Prince of the World could, of course, be no

common personages; and the servants of the gardener, who some centuries

before had meekly disclaimed the proffered reverence of his delighted

customers, now insisted upon constant adoration from every eater of

pine-apples in the island. In spite, however, of the arrogance of the

dealers, of their refusal to be responsible to the laws of the country

in which they lived, and of the universal precedence which, on all

occasions, was claimed even by the shop-boys, so decided was the taste

which the Vraibleusians had acquired for pine-apples that there

is little doubt that, had the dealers in this delicious fruit been

contented with the respect and influence and profit which were the

consequences of their vocation, the Vraibleusians would never have

presumed to have grumbled at their arrogance or to have questioned their

privileges. But the agents, wearied of the limited sphere to which their

exertions were confined, and encouraged by the success which every new

claim and pretence on their part invariably experienced, began to evince

an inclination to interfere in other affairs besides those of fruit, and

even expressed their willingness to undertake no less an office than the

management of the Statue.

A century or two were solely occupied by conflicts occasioned by the

unreasonable ambition of these dealers in pine-apples. Such great

political effects could be produced by men apparently so unconnected

with politics as market-gardeners! Ever supported by the lower ranks,

whom they supplied with fruit of the most exquisite flavour without

charge, they were, for a long time, often the successful opponents,

always the formidable adversaries, of the Vraibleusian aristocracy, who

were the objects of their envy and the victims of their rapaciousness.

The Government at last, by a vigorous effort, triumphed. In spite of the

wishes of the majority of the nation, the whole of the dealers were one

day expelled the island, and the Managers of the Statue immediately took

possession of their establishments.

By distributing the stock of fruit which was on hand liberally, the

Government, for a short time, reconciled the people to the chance; but

as their warehouses became daily less furnished they were daily reminded

that, unless some system were soon adopted, the Islanders must be

deprived of a luxury to which they had been so long accustomed that its

indulgence had, in fact, become a second nature. No one of the managers

had the hardihood to propose a recurrence to horse-chestnuts. Pride and

fear alike forbade a return to their old purveyor. Other fruits there

were which, in spite of the contract with the market-gardener, had at

various times been secretly introduced into the island; but they had

never greatly flourished, and the Statue was loth to recommend to the

notice of his subjects productions an indulgence in which, through the

instigation of the recently-expelled agents, it had so often denounced

as detrimental to the health, and had so often discouraged by the

severest punishments.

At this difficult and delicate crisis, when even expedients seemed

exhausted and statesmen were at fault, the genius of an individual

offered a substitute. An inventive mind discovered the power of

propagating suckers. The expelled dealers had either been ignorant of

this power, or had concealed their knowledge of it. They ever maintained

that it was impossible for pine-apples to grow except in one spot, and

that the whole earth must be supplied from the gardens of the palace of

the Prince of the World. Now, the Vraibleusians were flattered with the

patriotic fancy of eating pine-apples of a home-growth; and the blessed

fortune of that nation, which did not depend for their supply of fruit

upon a foreign country, was eagerly expatiated on. Secure from extortion

and independent of caprice, the Vraibleusians were no longer to be

insulted by the presence of foreigners; who, while they violated

their laws with impunity, referred the Vraibleusians, when injured and

complaining, to a foreign master.

No doubt this appeal to the patriotism, and the common sense, and the

vanity of the nation would have been successful had not the produce of

the suckers been both inferior in size and deficient in flavour. The

Vraibleusians tasted and shook their heads. The supply, too, was as

imperfect as the article; for the Government gardeners were but sorry

horticulturists, and were ever making experiments and alterations in

their modes of culture. The article was scarce, though the law had

decreed it universal; and the Vraibleusians were obliged to feed upon

fruit which they considered at the same time both poor and expensive.

They protested as strongly against the present system as its

promulgators had protested against the former one, and they revenged

themselves for their grievances by breaking the shop-windows.

As any result was preferable, in the view of the Statue, to the

re-introduction of foreign fruit and foreign agents, and as the Managers

considered it highly important that an indissoluble connection should in

future exist between the Government and so influential and profitable a

branch of trade, they determined to adopt the most vigorous measures to

infuse a taste for suckers in the discontented populace. But the eating

of fruit being clearly a matter of taste, it is evidently a habit which

should rather be encouraged by a plentiful supply of exquisite

produce than enforced by the introduction of burning and bayonets. The

consequences of the strong measures of the Government were universal

discontent and partial rebellion. The Islanders, foolishly ascribing the

miseries which they endured, not so much to the folly of the Government

as to the particular fruit through which the dissensions had originated,

began to entertain a disgust for pine-apples altogether, and to sicken

at the very mention of that production which had once occasioned them

so much pleasure, and which had once commanded such decided admiration.

They universally agreed that there were many other fruits in the world

besides Pine-apple which had been too long neglected. One dilated on the

rich flavour of Melon; another panegyrised Pumpkin, and offered to make

up by quantity for any slight deficiency in gout; Cherries were not

without their advocates; Strawberries were not forgotten. One maintained

that the Fig had been pointed out for the established fruit of all

countries; while another asked, with a reeling eye, whether they need

go far to seek when a God had condescended to preside over the Grape!

In short, there was not a fruit which flourishes that did not find

its votaries. Strange to say, another foreign product, imported from a

neighbouring country famous for its barrenness, counted the most; and

the fruit faction which chiefly frightened the Vraibleusian Government

was an acid set, who crammed themselves with Crab-apples.

It was this party which first seriously and practically conceived the

idea of utterly abolishing the ancient custom of eating pine-apples.

While they themselves professed to devour no other fruit save crabs,

they at the same time preached the doctrine of an universal fruit

toleration, which they showed would be the necessary and natural

consequence of the destruction of the old monopoly. Influenced by

these representations, the great body of the people openly joined the

Crab-apple men in their open attacks. The minority, who still retained

a taste for pines, did not yield without an arduous though ineffectual

struggle. During the riots occasioned by this rebellion the Hall of

Audience was broken open, and the miraculous Statue, which was reputed

to have a great passion for pine-apples, dashed to the ground. The

Managers were either slain or disappeared. The whole affairs of the

kingdom were conducted by a body called ‘the Fruit Committee;’ and thus

a total revolution of the Government of Vraibleusia was occasioned by

the prohibition of foreign pine-apples. What an argument in favour of

free-trade!

Every fruit, except that one which had so recently been supported by

the influence of authority and the terrors of law, might now be seen

and devoured in the streets of Hubbabub. In one corner men were sucking

oranges, as if they had lived their whole lives on salt: in another,

stuffing pumpkin, like cannibals at their first child. Here one took in

at a mouthful a bunch of grapes, from which might have been pressed

a good quart. Another was lying on the ground from a surfeit of

mulberries. The effect of this irrational excess will be conceived by

the judicious reader. Calcutta itself never suffered from a cholera

morbus half so fearful. Thousands were dying. Were I Thucydides or

Boccaccio, I would write pages on this plague. The commonwealth itself

must soon have yielded its ghost, for all order had ceased throughout

the island ever since they had deserted pine-apples. There was no

Government: anarchy alone was perfect. Of the Fruit Committee, many of

the members were dead or dying, and the rest were robbing orchards.

At this moment of disorganisation and dismay a stout soldier, one of the

crab-apple faction, who had possessed sufficient command over himself,

in spite of the seeming voracity of his appetite, not to indulge to

a dangerous excess, made his way one morning into the old Hall of

Audience, and there, groping about, succeeded in finding the golden

head of the Statue; which placing on the hilt of his sword, the point of

which he had stuck in the pedestal, he announced to the city that he

had discovered the secret of conversing with this wonderful piece of

mechanism, and that in future he would take care of the health and

fortune of the State.

There were some who thought it rather strange that the head-piece should

possess the power of resuming its old functions, although deprived

of the aid of the body which contained the greater portion of the

machinery. As it was evidently well supported by the sword, they were

not surprised that it should stand without the use of its legs. But the

stout soldier was the only one in the island who enjoyed the blessing of

health. He was fresh, vigorous, and vigilant; they, exhausted, weak,

and careless of everything except cure. He soon took measures for the

prevention of future mischief and for the cure of the present; and when

his fellow-islanders had recovered, some were grateful, others fearful,

and all obedient.

So long as the stout soldier lived, no dissensions on the subject of

fruit ever broke out. Although he himself never interfered in the sale

of the article, and never attempted to create another monopoly, still,

by his influence and authority, he prevented any excess being occasioned

by the Fruit toleration which was enjoyed. Indeed, the Vraibleusians

themselves had suffered so severely from their late indiscretions that

such excesses were not likely again to occur. People began to discover

that it was not quite so easy a thing as they had imagined for every

man to be his own Fruiterer; and that gardening was a craft which,

like others, required great study, long practice, and early experience.

Unable to supply themselves, the majority became the victims of quack

traders. They sickened of spongy apricots, and foxy pears, and withered

plums, and blighted apples, and tasteless berries. They at length

suspected that a nation might fare better if its race of fruiterers were

overseen and supported by the State, if their skill and their market

were alike secured. Although, no longer being tempted to suffer from a

surfeit, the health of the Islanders had consequently recovered, this

was, after all, but a negative blessing, and they sadly missed a luxury

once so reasonable and so refreshing. They sighed for an established

fruit and a protected race of cultivators. But the stout soldier was so

sworn an enemy to any Government Fruit, and so decided an admirer of the

least delightful, that the people, having no desire of being forced to

cat crab-apples, only longed for more delicious food in silence.

At length the stout soldier died, and on the night of his death the

sword which had so long supported the pretended Government snapped in

twain. No arrangement existed for carrying on the administration of

affairs. The master-mind was gone, without having imported the secret of

conversing with the golden head to any successor. The people assembled

in agitated crowds. Each knew his neighbour’s thoughts without their

being declared. All smacked their lips, and a cry for pine-apples rent

the skies.

At this moment the Aboriginal Inhabitant appeared, and announced that

in examining the old Hall of Audience, which had been long locked up,

he had discovered in a corner, where they had been flung by the stout

soldier when he stole away the head, the remaining portions of the

Statue; that they were quite uninjured, and that on fixing the head once

more upon them, and winding up the works, he was delighted to find that

this great work of his ancestor, under whose superintendence the nation

had so flourished, resumed all its ancient functions. The people were

in a state of mind for a miracle, and they hailed the joyful wonder with

shouts of triumph. The State was placed under the provisional care of

the Aboriginal. All arrangements for its superintendence were left

to his discretion, and its advice was instantly to be taken upon that

subject which at present was nearest the people’s hearts.

But that subject was encompassed with difficulties. Pine-apples could

only be again procured by an application to the Prince of the World,

whose connection they had rejected, and by an introduction into

the island of those foreign agents, who, now convinced that the

Vraibleusians could not exist without their presence, would be more

arrogant and ambitious and turbulent than ever. Indeed, the Aboriginal

feared that the management of the Statue would be the sine qua non of

negotiation with the Prince. If this were granted, it was clear that

Vraibleusia must in future only rank as a dependent state of a foreign

power, since the direction of the whole island would actually be at

the will of the supplier of pine-apples. Ah! this mysterious taste for

fruit! In politics it has often occasioned infinite embarrassment.

At this critical moment the Aboriginal received information that,

although the eating of pine-apples had been utterly abolished, and

although it was generally supposed that a specimen of this fruit had

long ceased to exist in the country, nevertheless a body of persons,

chiefly consisting of the descendants of the Government gardeners who

had succeeded the foreign agents, and who had never lost their taste for

this pre-eminent fruit, had long been in the habit of secretly raising,

for their private eating, pine-apples from the produce of those suckers

which had originally excited such odium and occasioned such misfortunes.

Long practice, they said, and infinite study, had so perfected them in

this art that they now succeeded in producing pine-apples which, both

for size and flavour, were not inferior to the boasted produce of a

foreign clime. Their specimens verified their assertion, and the whole

nation were invited to an instant trial. The long interval which had

elapsed since any man had enjoyed a treat so agreeable lent, perhaps, an

additional flavour to that which was really excellent; and so enraptured

and enthusiastic were the great majority of the people that the

propagators of suckers would have had no difficulty, had they pushed

the point, in procuring as favourable and exclusive a contract as the

market-gardener of ancient days.

But the Aboriginal and his advisers were wisely mindful that the

passions of a people are not arguments for legislation; and they felt

conscious that when the first enthusiasm had subsided and when their

appetites were somewhat satisfied, the discontented voices of many who

had been long used to other fruits would be recognised even amidst the

shouts of the majority. They therefore greatly qualified the contract

between the nation and the present fruiterers. An universal Toleration

of Fruit was allowed; but no man was to take office under Government, or

enter the services, or in any way become connected with the Court, who

was not supplied from the Government depots.

Since this happy restoration Pine-apple has remained the established

fruit of the Island of Vraibleusia; and, it must be confessed, has

been found wonderfully conducive to the health and happiness of the

Islanders. Some sectarians still remain obstinate, or tasteless enough

to prefer pumpkin, or gorge the most acid apples, or chew the commonest

pears; but they form a slight minority, which will gradually

altogether disappear. The votaries of Pine-apple pretend to observe the

characteristic effect which such food produces upon the feeders. They

denounce them as stupid, sour, and vulgar.

But while, notwithstanding an universal toleration, such an unanimity

of taste apparently prevails throughout the island, as if Fruit were

a subject of such peculiar nicety that difference of opinion must

necessarily rise among men, great Fruit factions even now prevail in

Vraibleusia; and, what is more extraordinary, prevail even among the

admirers of pine-apples themselves. Of these, the most important is a

sect which professes to discover a natural deficiency not only in all

other fruits, but even in the finest pine-apples. Fruit, they maintain,

should never be eaten in the state in which Nature yields it to man;

and they consequently are indefatigable in prevailing upon the less

discriminating part of mankind to heighten the flavour of their

pine-apples with ginger, or even with pepper. Although they profess to

adopt these stimulants from the great admiration which they entertain

for a high flavour, there are, nevertheless, some less ardent people

who suspect that they rather have recourse to them from the weakness of

their digestion.

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