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08-at the shrine of st. wagner-第3章

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in another half…minute they would have been in the house; but

then a thing happened which delayed themthe only solitary thing

in this world which could be relied on with certainty to

accomplish it; I supposean imperial princess appeared in the

balcony above them。  They stopped dead in their tracks and began

to gaze in a stupor of gratitude and satisfaction。  The lady

presently saw that she must disappear or the doors would be

closed upon these worshipers; so she returned to her box。  This

daughter…in…law of an emperor was pretty; she had a kind face;

she was without airs; she is known to be full of common human

sympathies。  There are many kinds of princesses; but this kind is

the most harmful of all; for wherever they go they reconcile

people to monarchy and set back the clock of progress。  The

valuable princes; the desirable princes; are the czars and their

sort。  By their mere dumb presence in the world they cover with

derision every argument that can be invented in favor of royalty

by the most ingenious casuist。  In his time the husband of this

princess was valuable。  He led a degraded life; he ended it with

his own hand in circumstances and surroundings of a hideous sort;

and was buried like a god。



In the opera…house there is a long loft back of the

audience; a kind of open gallery; in which princes are displayed。

It is sacred to them; it is the holy of holies。  As soon as the

filling of the house is about complete the standing multitude

turn and fix their eyes upon the princely layout and gaze mutely

and longingly and adoringly and regretfully like sinners looking

into heaven。  They become rapt; unconscious; steeped in worship。

There is no spectacle anywhere that is more pathetic than this。

It is worth crossing many oceans to see。  It is somehow not the

same gaze that people rivet upon a Victor Hugo; or Niagara; or

the bones of the mastodon; or the guillotine of the Revolution;

or the great pyramid; or distant Vesuvius smoking in the sky; or

any man long celebrated to you by his genius and achievements; or

thing long celebrated to you by the praises of books and

picturesno; that gaze is only the gaze of intense curiosity;

interest; wonder; engaged in drinking delicious deep draughts

that taste good all the way down and appease and satisfy the

thirst of a lifetime。  Satisfy itthat is the word。  Hugo and

the mastodon will still have a degree of intense interest

thereafter when encountered; but never anything approaching the

ecstasy of that first view。  The interest of a prince is

different。  It may be envy; it may be worship; doubtless it is a

mixture of bothand it does not satisfy its thirst with one

view; or even noticeably diminish it。  Perhaps the essence of the

thing is the value which men attach to a valuable something which

has come by luck and not been earned。  A dollar picked up in the

road is more satisfaction to you than the ninety…and…nine which

you had to work for; and money won at faro or in stocks snuggles

into your heart in the same way。  A prince picks up grandeur;

power; and a permanent holiday and gratis support by a pure

accident; the accident of birth; and he stands always before the

grieved eye of poverty and obscurity a monumental representative

of luck。  And thensupremest value of all…his is the only high

fortune on the earth which is secure。  The commercial millionaire

may become a beggar; the illustrious statesman can make a vital

mistake and be dropped and forgotten; the illustrious general can

lose a decisive battle and with it the consideration of men; but

once a prince always a princethat is to say; an imitation god;

and neither hard fortune nor an infamous character nor an addled

brain nor the speech of an ass can undeify him。  By common

consent of all the nations and all the ages the most valuable

thing in this world is the homage of men; whether deserved or

undeserved。  It follows without doubt or question; then; that the

most desirable position possible is that of a prince。  And I

think it also follows that the so…called usurpations with which

history is littered are the most excusable misdemeanors which men

have committed。  To usurp a usurpationthat is all it amounts

to; isn't it?



A prince is not to us what he is to a European; of course。

We have not been taught to regard him as a god; and so one good

look at him is likely to so nearly appease our curiosity as to

make him an object of no greater interest the next time。  We want

a fresh one。  But it is not so with the European。  I am quite

sure of it。  The same old one will answer; he never stales。

Eighteen years ago I was in London and I called at an

Englishman's house on a bleak and foggy and dismal December

afternoon to visit his wife and married daughter by appointment。

I waited half an hour and then they arrived; frozen。  They

explained that they had been delayed by an unlooked…for

circumstance:  while passing in the neighborhood of Marlborough

House they saw a crowd gathering and were told that the Prince of

Wales was about to drive out; so they stopped to get a sight of

him。  They had waited half an hour on the sidewalk; freezing with

the crowd; but were disappointed at lastthe Prince had changed

his mind。  I said; with a good deal of surprise; 〃Is it possible

that you two have lived in London all your lives and have never

seen the Prince of Wales?〃



Apparently it was their turn to be surprised; for they

exclaimed:  〃What an idea!  Why; we have seen him hundreds of

times。〃



They had seem him hundreds of times; yet they had waited

half an hour in the gloom and the bitter cold; in the midst of a

jam of patients from the same asylum; on the chance of seeing him

again。  It was a stupefying statement; but one is obliged to

believe the English; even when they say a thing like that。  I

fumbled around for a remark; and got out this one:



〃I can't understand it at all。  If I had never seen General

Grant I doubt if I would do that even to get a sight of him。〃

With a slight emphasis on the last word。



Their blank faces showed that they wondered where the

parallel came in。  Then they said; blankly:  〃Of course not。  He

is only a President。〃



It is doubtless a fact that a prince is a permanent

interest; an interest not subject to deterioration。  The general

who was never defeated; the general who never held a council of

war; the only general who ever commanded a connected battle…front

twelve hundred miles long; the smith who welded together the

broken parts of a great republic and re…established it where it

is quite likely to outlast all the monarchies present and to

come; was really a person of no serious consequence to these

people。  To them; with their training; my General was only a man;

after all; while their Prince was clearly much more than thata

being of a wholly unsimilar construction and constitution; and

being of no more blood and kinship with men than are the serene

eternal ligh
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