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as you say。〃

〃How did you fare in California?〃 said I。

〃Very fairly indeed; sir;〃 said the man。  〃I made some money there; 
and brought it home; and with part of it I am building this house。〃

〃I am very happy to hear it;〃 said I; 〃you are really a remarkable 
man … few return from California speaking Spanish as you do; and 
still fewer with money in their pockets。〃

The poor fellow looked pleased at what I said; more especially at 
that part of the sentence which touched upon his speaking Spanish 
well。  Wishing him many years of health and happiness in the house 
he was building; I left him; and proceeded on my path towards 
Pentraeth Goch。

After walking some way; I turned round in order to take a last look 
of the place which had so much interest for me。  The mill may be 
seen from a considerable distance; so may some of the scattered 
houses; and also the wood which surrounds the house of the 
illustrious Gronwy。  Prosperity to Llanfair! and may many a 
pilgrimage be made to it of the same character as my own。



CHAPTER XXXIII



Boxing Harry … Mr Bos … Black Robin … Drovers … Commercial 
Travellers。


I ARRIVED at the hostelry of Mr Pritchard without meeting any 
adventure worthy of being marked down。  I went into the little 
parlour; and; ringing the bell; was presently waited upon by Mrs 
Pritchard; a nice matronly woman; whom I had not before seen; of 
whom I inquired what I could have for dinner。

〃This is no great place for meat;〃 said Mrs Pritchard; 〃that is 
fresh meat; for sometimes a fortnight passes without anything being 
killed in the neighbourhood。  I am afraid at present there is not a 
bit of fresh meat to be had。  What we can get you for dinner I do 
not know; unless you are willing to make shift with bacon and 
eggs。〃

〃I'll tell you what I'll do;〃 said I; 〃I will have the bacon and 
eggs with tea and bread…and…butter; not forgetting a pint of ale … 
in a word; I will box Harry。〃

〃I suppose you are a commercial gent;〃 said Mrs Pritchard。

〃Why do you suppose me a commercial gent?〃 said I。  〃Do I look 
one?〃

〃Can't say you do much;〃 said Mrs Pritchard; 〃you have no rings on 
your fingers; nor a gilt chain at your waistcoat…pocket; but when 
you said 'box Harry;' I naturally took you to be one of the 
commercial gents; for when I was at Liverpool I was told that that 
was a word of theirs。〃

〃I believe the word properly belongs to them;〃 said I。  〃I am not 
one of them; but I learnt it from them; a great many years ago; 
when I was much amongst them。  Those whose employers were in a 
small way of business; or allowed them insufficient salaries; 
frequently used to 'box Harry;' that is; have a beaf…steak; or 
mutton…chop; or perhaps bacon and eggs; as I am going to have; 
along with tea and ale; instead of the regular dinner of a 
commercial gentleman; namely; fish; hot joint; and fowl; pint of 
sherry; tart; ale and cheese; and bottle of old port; at the end of 
all。〃

Having made arrangements for 〃boxing Harry〃 I went into the tap…
room; from which I had heard the voice of Mr Pritchard proceeding 
during the whole of my conversation with his wife。  Here I found 
the worthy landlord seated with a single customer; both were 
smoking。  The customer instantly arrested my attention。  He was a 
man; seemingly about forty years of age with a broad red face; with 
certain somethings; looking very much like incipient carbuncles; 
here and there; upon it。  His eyes were grey and looked rather as 
if they squinted; his mouth was very wide; and when it opened 
displayed a set of strong; white; uneven teeth。  He was dressed in 
a pepper…and…salt coat of the Newmarket cut; breeches of corduroy 
and brown top boots; and had on his head a broad; black; coarse; 
low…crowned hat。  In his left hand he held a heavy whale…bone whip 
with a brass head。  I sat down on a bench nearly opposite to him 
and the landlord。

〃Well;〃 said Mr Pritchard; 〃did you find your way to Llanfair?〃

〃Yes;〃 said I。

〃And did you execute the business satisfactorily which led you 
there?〃 said Mr Pritchard。

〃Perfectly;〃 said I。

〃Well; what did you give a stone for your live pork?〃 said his 
companion glancing up at me; and speaking in a gruff voice。

〃I did not buy any live pork;〃 said I; 〃do you take me for a pig…
jobber?〃

〃Of course;〃 said the man; in pepper…and…salt; 〃who but a pig 
jobber could have business at Llanfair?〃

〃Does Llanfair produce nothing but pigs?〃 said I。

〃Nothing at all;〃 said the man in the pepper…and…salt; 〃that is; 
nothing worth mentioning。  You wouldn't go there for runts; that 
is; if you were in your right senses; if you were in want of runts 
you would have gone to my parish and have applied to me; Mr Bos; 
that is if you were in your senses。  Wouldn't he; John Pritchard?〃

Mr Pritchard thus appealed to took the pipe out of his mouth; and 
with some hesitations said that he believed the gentleman neither 
went to Llanfair for pigs nor black cattle but upon some particular 
business。

〃Well;〃 said Mr Bos; 〃it may be so; but I can't conceive how any 
person; either gentle or simple; could have any business in 
Anglesey save that business was pigs or cattle。〃

〃The truth is;〃 said I; 〃I went to Llanfair to see the birth…place 
of a great man … the cleverest Anglesey ever produced。〃

〃Then you went wrong;〃 said Mr Bos; 〃you went to the wrong parish; 
you should have gone to Penmynnydd; the clebber man of Anglesey was 
born and buried at Penmynnydd; you may see his tomb in the church。〃

〃You are alluding to Black Robin;〃 said I; 〃who wrote the ode in 
praise of Anglesey … yes; he was a very clever young fellow; but 
excuse me; he was not half such a poet as Gronwy Owen。〃

〃Black Robin;〃 said Mr Bos; 〃and Gronow Owen; who the Devil were 
they?  I never heard of either。  I wasn't talking of them; but of 
the clebberest man the world ever saw。  Did you never hear of Owen 
Tiddir?  If you didn't; where did you get your education?〃

〃I have heard of Owen Tudor;〃 said I; 〃but never understood that he 
was particularly clever; handsome he undoubtedly was … but clever … 


〃How not clebber?〃 interrupted Mr Bos。  〃If he wasn't clebber; who 
was clebber?  Didn't he marry a great queen; and was not Harry the 
Eighth his great grandson?〃

〃Really;〃 said I; 〃you know a great deal of history。〃

〃I should hope I do;〃 said Mr Bos。  〃Oh; I wasn't at school at 
Blewmaris for six months for nothing; and I haven't been in 
Northampton; and in every town in England; without learning 
something of history。  With regard to history I may say that few … 
Won't you drink?〃 said he; patronizingly; as he pushed a jug of ale 
which stood before him on a little table towards me。

Begging politely to be excused on the plea that I was just about to 
take tea; I asked him in what capacity he had travelled all over 
England。

〃As a drover to be sure;〃 said Mr Bos; 〃and I may say that there 
are not many in Anglesey better known in England than myself … at 
any rate I may say that there is not a public…house between here 
and Worcester at which I am not known。〃

〃Pray excuse me;〃 said I; 〃
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