【英文读物】Shawl-Straps A Second Series of Aunt Jo's Scrap-Bag.docx

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1、【英文读物】Shawl-Straps A Second Series of Aunt Jos Scrap-BagPREFACE. There is a sort of fate about writing books of travel which it is impossible to escape. It is vain to declare that no inducement will bribe one to do it, that there is nothing new to tell, and that nobody wants to read the worn-out sto

2、ry: sooner or later the deed is done, and not till the book is safely shelved does peace descend upon the victim of this mysterious doom. The only way in which this affliction may be lightened to a long-suffering public is to make the work as cheerful and as short as possible. With this hope the und

3、ersigned bore has abstained from giving the dimensions of any church, the population of any city, or description of famous places, as far as in her lay; but confined herself to the personal haps and mishaps, adventures and experiences, of her wanderers. To explain the undue prominence given to Miss

4、Lavinia, it should be stated that she is an old and intimate friend of the compiler of this frivolous work; and therefore her views on all subjects, though less valuable, were easier to obtain than those of the younger and more interesting shawl-strappists. L. M. A. November 1872.I. OFF. On the firs

5、t day of February we three will sail from Boston for Messina, in the little fruit-ship Wasp. We shall probably be a month going, unless we cross in a gale as I did, splitting sails every night, and standing on our heads most of the way, said Amanda, folding up her maps with an air of calm decision.

6、Hurrah! what fun! cried Matilda, waving a half-finished dressing-case over her head. But Lavinia, with one sepulchral groan, fellPg 2 flat upon her bed, and lay there, dumb with the horrors of such a voyage. Just the thing for you, my poor old dear. Think of the balmy airs of Sicily, the oranges, th

7、e flowers. Then a delicious month or two at Sorrento, with no east winds, no slush, no spring cleaning. We shall be as merry as grigs, and get as buxom as dairy-maids in a month, said the sprightly Amanda. You promised to go, and if you back out we are lost, for we must have a duenna. You can lie ro

8、und in Europe just as well as here, and I have no doubt it will do you a world of good, added Matilda. I shall keep my word; but you will bury me in the Atlantic, so make up your minds to it. Do you suppose that I, a poor, used-up old invalid, who cant look at a sail-boat without a qualm, can surviv

9、e thirty days of standing onPg 3 my head, and thirty nights of sail-splitting, as we go slamming and lurching across two or three awful oceans? demanded Lavinia, with the energy of despair. Before anyone could reply, Amandas little Mercury appeared with a note. The Wasp will not take passengers, and

10、 no other fruit-ship sails this spring, read Amanda. Oh dear! sighed Matilda. Saved! cried Lavinia. Be calm: we shall go, sooner or later, if I buy a ship and sail her myself; with which indomitable remark Amanda went forth to grapple with and conquer untoward circumstances. A month of plans, viciss

11、itudes, and suspense followed, during which Amanda strove manfully; Matilda suffered agonies of hope andPg 4 fear; and Lavinia remained a passive shuttlecock, waiting to be tossed wherever Fates battledore chose to send her. Exactly two weeks from to-day, we sail with a party of friends in the Frenc

12、h steamer Lafayette, from New York for Brest. Will you be ready? demanded Amanda, after a protracted wrestle with aforesaid adverse circumstances. But that is exactly what we didnt mean to do. Its expensive and fashionable; France and not Italy, north and not south. Thats because Im in the party. If

13、 you take a Jonah nothing will go well. Leave me behind, and you will have a charming trip, said Lavinia, who had an oyster-like objection to being torn from her bed. No matter, we are going, live or die, sink or swim; and I shall expect to meet you, allPg 5 booted and spurred and fit for the fight,

14、 April first, said the unwavering Amanda. A most appropriate day for three lone women to start off on a wild-goose chase after health and pleasure, groaned Lavinia from among her pillows. Very well, then; I leave you now, and shall expect to meet on the appointed day? If Im spared, answered the suff

15、erer. Ill bring her, never fear, added the sanguine Mat, as she rattled the trays out of an immense trunk. How they ever did it no one knows; but in a week everything was ready, and the sisters had nothing left to do but to sit and receive the presents that showered upon them from all quarters. How

16、kind everyone was, to be sure! Six fine dressing-cases arrived, and were hung upon the walls; four smelling-bottlesone forPg 6 each nostril; bed-socks, rigolettes, afghans, lunch-baskets, pocket-flasks, guide-books, needle-cases, bouquets in stacks, and a great cake with their names on top in red an

17、d blue letters three inches long. Friendly fingers sewed for them; even the gentlemen of the houseand there were eighthad a bee, and hemmed handkerchiefs for Mat, marked towels; and one noble being actually took off his coat and packed the trunks in layers of mosaic-work wonderful to behold. A suppe

18、r celebrated the last evening; and even the doleful Lavinia, touched by such kindness, emerged from her slough of despond and electrified the ball by dancing a jig with great spirit and grace. Devoted beings were up at dawn to share the early breakfast, lug trunks, fly up and down with last messages

19、, cheer heartily as thePg 7 carriage drove off, and then adjourn en masse to the station, there to shake hands all round once more, and wave and wring handkerchiefs as the train at last bore the jocund Mat and the resigned Lavinia toward the trysting-place and Amanda. All along the route more friend

20、s kept bursting into the cars as they stopped at different places; more gifts, more hand-shakes and kisses, more good wishes and kind prophecies, till at last in a chaos of smiles, tears, smelling-bottles, luncheon, cloaks, books, and foot-warmers, the travellers left the last friendly face behind a

21、nd steamed away to New York. How de-licious this is! cried the untravelled Matilda, as they stepped upon the deck of the Lafayette, and she sniffed the shippy fragrance that caused Lavinia to gasp and answer darkly, Pg 8 Wait till to-morrow. While Mat surveyed the steamer under the care of Devoted B

22、eing No. 10, who appeared to see them off, Lavinia arranged the stateroom, stowing away all useless gear and laying forth dressing-gowns, slippers, pocket-handkerchiefs, with an anguished smile. She had crossed the ocean twice, and was a wiser, sadder woman for it. At eight she turned in, and ten mi

23、nutes later Amanda came aboard with a flock of gay friends. But no temptations of the flesh could lure the wary spinster from her den; for the night was rough and cold, and the steamer a Babel of confusion. Its perfectly delightful! I wish youd been there, Livy. We had supper, and songs, and funny s

24、tories, and all sorts of larks. There are quantities of nice people aboard, and we shall have a perfectly splendid trip. I shall be upPg 9 bright and early, put on my scarlet stockings, my new boots, and pretty sea-suit, and go in for a jolly day, said the ardent Matilda, as she came skipping down a

25、t midnight and fell asleep full of rosy visions of the joys of aLife on the ocean wave. Deluded child! sighed Lavinia, closing her dizzy eyes upon the swaying garments on the wall, and feebly wishing she had hung herself along with them. In the gray dawn she was awakened by sounds of woe, and peerin

26、g forth beheld the festive Matilda with one red stocking on and one off, her blonde locks wildly dishevelled, her face of a pale green, and her hands clasping lemons, cologne, and salts, as she lay with her brow upon the cool marble of the toilet-table. How do you like it, dear? asked the unfeeling

27、Lavinia. Pg 10 Oh, what is it? I feel as if I was dying. If somebody would only stop the swing one minute. Is it sea-sickness? Its awful, but it will do me good. Oh, yes! I hope so. Ive tried everything, and feel worse and worse. Hold me! save me! Oh, I wish I hadnt come! Shipmates ahoy! how are you

28、, my loves? and Amanda appeared, rosy, calm, and gay, with her pea-jacket on, skirts close reefed, hat well to windward, and everything taut and ship-shape; for she was a fine sailor, and never missed a meal. Wails greeted her, and faint inquiries as to the state of things in the upper world. Blowin

29、g a gale; rain, hail, and snow,very dirty weather; and we are flying off the coast in fine style, was the cheerful reply. Pg 11 Have we split any sails? asked Lavinia, not daring to open her eyes. Dozens, I dare say. Shipping seas every five minutes. All the passengers ill but me, and every prospect

30、 of a north-easter all the way over, continued the lively Amanda, lurching briskly about the passage with her hands in her pockets. Matilda dropped her lemons and her bottles to wring her hands, and Lavinia softly murmuredLord, what fools we mortals be,That we ever go to sea! Breakfast, ladies? crie

31、d the pretty French stewardess, prancing in with tea-cups, bowls of gruel, and piles of toast balanced in some miraculous manner all over her arms. Oh, take it away! I shall never eat again, moaned Matilda, clinging frantically to the marble, as the water-pitcher went down thePg 12 middle with a hai

32、r-brush, and all the boots and shoes had a grand promenade round the room. Dont speak to me; dont look at me; dont even think of me for three days at least. Go and enjoy yourself, and leave us to our doom; with which tragical remark Lavinia drew her curtains, and was seen no more. Great heavens, wha

33、t a week that was! Rain, wind, fog; creak, pitch, toss; noise, smells, cold. Broken sleep by day, woe in every variety by night; food and drink a delusion and a snare; society an affliction; life a burden; death a far-off blessing not to be had at any price. Slowly, slowly the victims emerge from th

34、e lower depths of gloom, feebly smile, faintly joke, pick fearfully but wistfully at once-rejected dishes; talk about getting up, but dont do it; read a little, look at theirPg 13 sallow countenances in hand-glasses, and speculate upon the good effects of travel upon the constitution. Then they sudd

35、enly become daring, gay, and social; rise, adorn themselves, pervade the cabins, sniff the odours of engine and kitchen without qualms, play games, go to table; and, just as the voyage is over, begin to enjoy it. Alas for poor Lavinia! no such resurrection was possible for her. Long after Mat had br

36、avely donned the scarlet hose, cocked up her beaver and gone forth to festive scenes, her shipmate remained below in chrysalis state, fed by faithful Marie, visited by the ever-cheerful Amanda, and enlivened by notes and messages from fellow-sufferers in far-off cells. Mr. and Mrs. Harry Walmars, ju

37、n., called, and had private theatricals in the passage.Pg 14 Dried-ginger parties were held about the invalids berth, poems were composed, and conundrums circulated. A little newspaper was concocted, replete with wit and spirit, by these secluded ladies, and called the Sherald, to distinguish it fro

38、m the Herald, got up by sundry gentlemen whose shining hours were devoted to flirtation, cards, and wine. Perfect gentlemen, I assure you, my dear; for, drunk or sober, they wear yellow kids from morning till night, smoke the best cigars, and dance divinely, as Mrs. Twaddle said, sitting erect in th

39、e saloon, shrouded in fur and velvet, with five diamond-rings well displayed, as she recounted the diseases she had enjoyed, and did the honours of a remarkable work-basket, containing eight different sorts of scissors. We shall be in to-morrow, so youd betterPg 15 be digging up the treasures you ha

40、ve buried, you old magpie, said Mat, appearing to the pensive Livy on the eleventh day. The sun is out; come on deck, and help us get up the last edition of our paper. How will this do? QueryIf steamers are named the Asia, the Russia, and the Scotia, why not call one the Nausea? added Amanda, poppin

41、g her head into the den. Lavinia threw a pillow at her, but the undaunted joker continued Also this: FinancialThis being a feminine paper, gold is no longer at Pa, but at Ma. Good! Add this: Argument in favour of the Superiority of WomenThe sluggard was not told to go to his uncle. Thank you, and Am

42、anda departed to twine with her forty-third bosom friend, whilePg 16 Lavinia disinterred, from holes and corners of her berth, money, nuts, and raisins; books, biscuits, and literary efforts much the worse for deluges of soap and daubs of butter. The cry of Land! on the morrow caused passengers unse

43、en before to appear like worms after a shower; all heroically did up their back hair, put on their best suits, and walked forth with the delusive hope that no one would know how ill they had been. A French Marquis, with a sickly little son, whose diet of fried potatoes and sour wine accounted for hi

44、s having the temper of a young fiend, appeared, and were made much of by dear, title-loving Americans. A Spanish opera-singer, stout, saffron-coloured, and imperious, likewise emerged from obscurity, with a meek little husband, who waited on her like a servant, and a big bald parrot, who swore like

45、a trooper. Pg 17 Several nuns languished in corners of the saloon, surveying the vanities of life with interest, and telling their beads devoutly when they saw anyone looking at them. A mysterious lady in green velvet with many diamonds, and a shabby, speechless companion, sailed about the ship, reg

46、ardless of the rumours told of herdeserted husbands, stolen jewellery, lovers waiting on the other side, and many equally pleasant little tales. The gentlemen with orange gloves and copper-coloured noses got themselves up in the most superb style, though few were going to land at Brest, and took ten

47、der farewells of such ladies as did, each professing desolation and despair at the termination of a twelve days flirtation. I am not fond of dirt, but I could kneel down and kiss this mud, so grateful am I toPg 18 feel solid ground under my feet, after leading the life of a fly for so long, said Lav

48、inia with emotion, as the three trudged up the wharf at Brest into a sort of barn which served for a custom-house. Now let each sit upon her luggage and clamour till some one comes and examines it, else it will get whisked away heaven only knows where, ordered Amanda, who was the leader in right of her knowledge of tongues. Each perched accordingly on her one big trunk, and tried to clamour. But nothing came of it save loss of time and tempe