CHAPTER VIII.

THE FATE OF THE SHUTTLECOCK.

"Oh," simpered the Shuttlecock, "I am quite distracted at the idea of

being called upon to take any part in public affairs. And, alas, how it

will torture my sensitive feelings to recall to mind the bright scenes

in which I appeared, and was once one of the most important actors! Ah,

my friends, although you see me reduced to this--to _this_ miserable

shadow of what I once was--you are not to imagine I was always thus

faded, thus broken and destroyed! No! In my youth my heart was indeed

light within me; for was it not of the best and most expensive species

of cork? A portion of a noble tree that once waved its umbrageous

branches in the fair land of Spain, and that fulfilled a better purpose,

even than that of sheltering a fair group of dark-eyed Castilian maids,

by furnishing the substance that was to assume so fair a shape as I did

once! My outside was no less beautiful, for I was covered with the best

and brightest hued scarlet morocco leather, and gilded richly besides. A

noble coronet of graceful plumes, once white as driven snow, adorned me,

plucked I doubt not, from the soaring pinion of some beautiful bird. Not

low, therefore, could have been the rank of him to whom I owe my

existence; indeed I have very little reason to doubt that he was of very

ancient lineage and noble name. But alas! It is unavailing to recall all

these bright departed glories, which have long, long since fled, and

left me the wreck you behold me!"

So saying, the Shuttlecock feebly waved her last remaining dingy

feather, and sank down on her side, as if in despair. But the Kite

fanned her very busily; and the Humming Top gave her such a long,

tiresome lecture on the duty of being contented, that she speedily

recovered herself, and continued her story.

"My first public appearance in life was on the occasion of a superb

Fancy Fair, which was held in the ancestral park of one of our country's

proudest nobles. It was for the benefit of a distinguished charity, and

some of the fairest and most fashionable ladies of the court were to

hold stalls on the occasion. It was whispered that even Royalty or some

of its branches might visit the spot, and therefore every effort was

made to give the fĂȘte a worthy success. Words would fail me were I to

describe to you the beauty of the scene on the important day. A monster

marquee was erected on the most commanding site in the fine domain, and

decorated gaily with the flags of all nations. A fine avenue of aged

trees made a noble sheltered walk for the gay visitors, and it led

almost all the way to the marquee, the space between being covered with

a smart scarlet-striped awning overhead.

"I had time to observe all this, as I was carried in a basket from the

Castle, down the green slopes to the marquee, by one of the many smart

ladies' maids in attendance. But when we entered, the effect, at once so

fairy-like and so elegant, rendered me motionless and almost senseless.

The interior was draped with pink and green, and the elegant stalls were

being laid out with all their pretty trifles. I was honoured with a

place on the stall of the Duchess herself, and had therefore an

excellent opportunity of witnessing the habits and manners of real high

life, and I felt at once in my element. Here, thought I, am I placed in

my natural sphere, a dweller with the fair and the noble, surrounded

with rank and beauty, and breathing only the refined air of higher life.

I was cut short in my musings by Lord Adolphus, the youngest son of the

Duchess, who, with the charming vivacity so natural to his birth and

station, abstracted me from the dainty basket in which I reposed, with a

few companions of less merit. I was soon in full activity, and took my

first flights to admiration, by the ready and graceful assistance of

himself and a young companion, also a titled member of society.

"'What a jolly shuttlecock,' remarked Lord Adolphus, 'it goes as high as

the top of the tent, I declare. I say, Gerry, do you think you could

pitch it over, outside? I'll bet you twopence you don't.'

"'I'll lay six to one, I _do_,' replied Sir Gerald, running eagerly out

of the tent, with me in his hand. He did not exhibit _quite_ the same

amount of refinement as his noble young friend; in fact, he was more

like boys in general, and lacked that _perfume_, if I may call it so, of

high breeding which so signally showed itself in _my_ earliest friend,

Lord Adolphus. After a spirited contest between the two gallant boys, I

_was_ thrown over the marquee, and, after such a lofty and prolonged

flight, fell exhausted, without the power of saving myself, into a

little crystal pool of water close by. I heard my noble young

playfellows searching for me everywhere, and began to entertain a deadly

fear that I should be left in my watery prison. Luckily, the warm day

and their game had made them thirsty, and they both came to quench their

thirst here, little thinking of finding me, whom they had no doubt so

long and vainly searched for.

"'By Jove, Dolly,' cried Sir Gerald, '_here's_ the shuttlecock after

all!'

"'What a lark,' replied Lord Adolphus; 'it's been chucked into old

Rosamond's well, and ought to come out beautiful for ever!'

"'I'm glad we found it,' said Sir Gerald; 'or perhaps there'd have been

a row. I saw Githa count 'em all, and she'd have been sure to bully us

about it.'

"'We could have given her the tin for it then,' replied Adolphus, 'only

I'm so hard up just now. I owe a lot of money for sweets and tarts; and

I want to buy a cricket bat this quarter. But hulloa, Gerry, how wet the

beggar is?'

"But the dear gentlemanly fellow, soon remedied this fault, for he wiped

me carefully with his own cambric handkerchief, and I was not the worse,

except that my coronet of plumes looked rather damp, or, as Sir Gerald

facetiously expressed it, "all draggletail!"

"A little sojourn in the glowing Sun, soon restored my feathers to their

early beauty, as I was carefully taken back, no worse for my pleasant

little gambol, and placed in the basket again, on the Duchess's stall.

The hour of opening arrived, one o'clock; but, out upon the cruel Fates!

long before the turning point of noon, lowering clouds had veiled the

bright, too treacherously bright rays of the Sun, and heavy, drenching

showers succeeded, ending in a steady downpour that promised to last out

the day. Oh dear! What ruin and destruction ensued to the elegant

erection of the morning! The marquee leaked in many places from the

sudden violence of the storm, and none of the precautions, hastily

taken, would make it quite water-tight. The unlucky visitors, with their

gay summer dresses all sopped and clinging with wet, crowded in to gain

what little shelter they could; and all was damp, dreary and desolate!

The higher class, more fortunate than the rest, accompanied the Duchess

to the Castle; the stalls were deserted in favour of the younger, and

less particular among the gay party, and the marquee was only crowded by

the more persevering vulgar mob, who were determined to have, as I heard

one of the horrors avow, "their full pennorth," all they could see and

get for their money.

"An evil destiny which seems to have fallen upon me early, relentlessly

followed me now, and ruled my unwilling sacrifice. I was positively sold

from the stall of the Duchess, by her Grace's own maid, to a rich grocer

in the city, for the sum of sixpence! Oh, degradation indeed! Fallen,

fallen, fallen from my high estate indeed was I. No friendly hand

interposed; no better purchaser came, so I was ignominiously wrapped in

paper and put in Mr. Figge's pocket. Nor had ruthless fortune yet done

with me, for when I was carried to the abode of the Figge's, although I

had been really destined as a gift to his only daughter, Araminta

Philippina, I was, by mistake in the hurry of returning, dropped in the

carriage, and although a vigorous search seemed to be made by the fine

footman, he did not succeed in finding me, and I remained hid in a far

back corner of the roomy equipage for some days. Had I fallen to the

share of Araminta Philippina, I should at least have retained the small

consolation of being incessantly pointed out as having been bought from

the Duchess herself, and a faint ray of my lost station would have still

glimmered about me.

"But, alas, on emerging from my obscurity, I found I had indeed fallen

in life, and from the highest to the lowest, for I was now located in

the Mews, where Mr. Figge's carriage was kept; and having been found

during its dusting and arrangement by the wife of the coachman, I was

handed over to her horrible tribe of uncouth, ill-behaved children.

"Oh, for the language that I heard round me now! It made my very

feathers quiver sometimes; and as for the flights I took now,--ugh--it

makes me shudder to recall them! I who had bathed in fair Rosamond's

crystal stream, was now doomed to be plunged in the inky rills that ran

in the gutters round the sooty roofs. My beautiful red leather cover was

soon dyed a dingy black; most of my feathers were violently pulled out

by some of the younger ones, and the rest became somewhat of the colour

of a London sparrow. At last, as a sort of release from worse miseries,

I was tossed up so high by the horrid little flat wooden bat, which now

became the means of my ascending, (and that in the hands of the

coachman's eldest son, was an instrument of indiscriminate torment to

everything animate and inanimate), that I fell on the ledge of a back

window in one of the houses in a square adjoining. The boy, I imagine,

did not dare to go round to the house to ask for me again, and was

therefore reduced to his original stock of playthings, consisting

chiefly of a mutilated ginger-beer bottle, some oyster shells, and a

brickbat.

"Meanwhile I dwelt for some time on the window ledge, exposed to the

wind and rain, but at any rate free from the vulgar annoyances to which

I had been subjected of late. And this I could endure more calmly, and I

had almost become resigned to my hard lot, when one day to my

astonishment the window was opened. A young woman leant out with a

hammer and nails in her hands, and proceeded to fix one in firmly on the

side of the window. She did not see me, for I had become securely lodged

in the other corner almost out of sight, and so she did not either pick

me up, nor what I secretly feared most, throw me back again into the low

haunts of my former miserable and odious life. She contented herself

with merely hanging out a bird in its cage, and then partially closed

the window again, and, I suppose, left the room.

"It is not my usual habit to make acquaintance _too_ readily with

strangers, and therefore I did not commence a conversation with my

feathered neighbour; but, then, as you are doubtless well aware, birds

are generally of a sociable disposition, and prone to make remarks and

enter into conversation with comparative strangers. And my new neighbour

proved no exception to the rule, for he began to chatter and chirp in

the most voluble manner, and had speedily related all his own personal

history, and that of several members of his family. But I am not very

fond of the affairs of people that do not belong to my own class, and

therefore did not pay much attention to his gossip. He was of a prying

disposition too, as very communicative people generally are, and seemed

rather anxious to know all about me. But I rather politely but loftily

repelled him, for I did not choose my misfortunes to be the common talk

of such small people. So I briefly informed him I had been far better

off, and indeed it was now, only owing to peculiar circumstances I

wished to remain for a time in comparative retirement.

"From him I learned that his owner was the under housemaid at this

house, and that she was shortly about to leave, having obtained another

situation where there was less work to do. The bird prattled in a lively

fashion about the merry life he had led hitherto and the continued

change he had seen, and seemed to be quite looking forward to what he

called "his next place."

"'I only wish you were going with me, you poor thing; I am sure you must

be moped to death with staying up here by yourself so long. Don't you

think you could manage to roll into my cage, and then we could go off

together?'

"My propriety was terribly shocked by this proposal of the goldfinch's,

and for some time I could give him no answer.

"'You silly thing!' said he, angrily, at last, 'surely you may travel

with your own relations, and you know you and I must be kin, because we

have both the distinguished ornament of feathers.'

"This delicate compliment softened me a little, I must confess!" said

the Shuttlecock, bridling up with a very dignified air, which, in her

dilapidated state, with her one ragged feather sticking out all awry,

was a very comic affair. Consequently none of the toys could help

laughing; as for the Kite, he was so amused that he waggled about like a

sail in a rough wind. Even the languid, delicate Doll could not forbear

a feeble smile, and the Shuttlecock became so indignant, that she would

have bounced out of the party, had her powers been equal to her spirit.

But, alas, though her cork was still sound, her wings had departed, and

the solitary draggletail feather was not sufficient to waft her above

the rude mirth of her auditors. But she was so deeply offended that it

took the Ball a long time, and a world of trouble, to pacify her. At

last, on his hinting that as time was passing by he should be reduced to

calling upon another member present for a story, she permitted herself

to be pacified, and resumed her narrative, with a more haughty air, and

in finer words than before:--

"My poor autobiography can be concluded in very few words now, for I

have but little more to relate. My feathered connection, for he

certainly made his claim good to a distant relationship, would take no

denial, and told me he had set his heart on taking me with him when he

went; and that he had a plan of his own by which he would be able to

carry out his purpose. I therefore submitted to his decision, and

counted the days, I must honestly own, very eagerly, until the period of

our joint captivity arrived. The evening before, my bird relation

requested a friendly Breeze, with whom he was on friendly terms, to blow

me close to his cage. I was then, I should tell you, possessed still of

several of my plumes, although they were in a dingy condition, and

therefore more able to help myself. A good strong gust then, at the

right moment, and carefully adjusted to the right quarter, sufficed to

take me to the ledge of the bird's food box. From thence he speedily,

though with some amount of hard work, managed to pull and drag me inside

the cage, a friendly wire stretching widely for the purpose. My friend

then carefully pushed me under his seed-box, knowing that as long as I

was pretty well out of sight, his mistress, Mary, would not take much

trouble about it. From former experience and frequent removes, he knew

well she would only find time to tie him up, cage and all, in a blue

handkerchief, and carry him off at the very last moment. All this came

to pass, as he so sagely predicted, and after being blinded-up in this

fashion for some time, and jogged and shaken in a very uncomfortable

manner, we came to our journey's end in a bedroom in this house. We were

not disturbed till next morning, for Mary had only time to give my

friend his seed and water, before she set off on her new round of

duties. Two days after, however, she managed to find time to think of

the bird.

"'You shall go down stairs into the kitchen, my pretty Dick,' said she,

chirping to him, 'for cook says she is fond of birds, and will give me

some sugar for you. But I must clean your cage first, for you are not

fit to be seen, I'm sure, now!'

"And so saying, she proceeded to make Dick's house clean and neat, and

in the course of doing so, she came upon me. 'Why, Dickey,' she said,

laughing, 'have you been trying a game of shuttlecock, by way of sport?

How came this in your cage, I wonder!'

"Dick tried to explain in his bird fashion, and did so, _I_ thought,

very intelligibly, but, then, as you know, all human beings are so very

difficult of comprehension. So she took me out in spite of all my poor

cousin's protests, and laid me on the table in her room. On the

following Sunday, when Mary was to stay at home with the little ones

while nurse went to church, she remembered me, and brought me down to

amuse the young Spensers. Like all the rest of their race, they soon

became tired of me, and I was thrust away in this dusty cupboard till

now. Of all the histories that have been related to amuse you, none, I

am sure, have surpassed mine for vicissitudes and changes. I was the

early companion of Duchesses and Lords, and yet have been doomed to

endure the society of coachmen and stable boys, and to be rescued from a

rackety bird-cage to end my days in a dusty cupboard!"

Then the Shuttlecock ceased to speak, and betook herself to her corner,

to bewail in private the sad downfall she had endured.

"And now," said the Ball, "I will call upon our venerable friend, the

Noah's Ark; I am sure he will be able to tell us a great deal that is

very interesting about himself and his numerous tribe."

The poor old Ark creaked slowly forward, and announced his willingness

to add his history to the rest, beginning in the following words.

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