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绚烂冬季 更新:2022-11-23 12:09 字数:9321
FINALE。
Every limit is a beginning as well as an ending。 Who can quit young
lives after being long in company with them; and not desire to know
what befell them in their after…years? For the fragment of a life;
however typical; is not the sample of an even web: promises may
not be kept; and an ardent outset may be followed by declension;
latent powers may find their long…waited opportunity; a past error
may urge a grand retrieval。
Marriage; which has been the bourne of so many narratives;
is still a great beginning; as it was to Adam and Eve; who kept
their honeymoon in Eden; but had their first little one among the
thorns and thistles of the wilderness。 It is still the beginning
of the home epicthe gradual conquest or irremediable loss
of that complete union which makes the advancing years a climax;
and age the harvest of sweet memories in common。
Some set out; like Crusaders of old; with a glorious equipment
of hope and enthusiasm and get broken by the way; wanting patience
with each other and the world。
All who have oared for Fred Vincy and Mary Garth will like to
know that these two made no such failure; but achieved a solid
mutual happiness。 Fred surprised his neighbors in various ways。
He became rather distinguished in his side of the county as a theoretic
and practical farmer; and produced a work on the 〃Cultivation of
Green Crops and the Economy of Cattle…Feeding〃 which won him high
congratulations at agricultural meetings。 In Middlemarch admiration
was more reserved: most persons there were inclined to believe
that the merit of Fred's authorship was due to his wife; since they
had never expected Fred Vincy to write on turnips and mangel…wurzel。
But when Mary wrote a little book for her boys; called 〃Stories
of Great Men; taken from Plutarch;〃 and had it printed and published
by Gripp & Co。; Middlemarch; every one in the town was willing
to give the credit of this work to Fred; observing that he
had been to the University; 〃where the ancients were studied;〃
and might have been a clergyman if he had chosen。
In this way it was made clear that Middlemarch had never been deceived;
and that there was no need to praise anybody for writing a book;
since it was always done by somebody else。
Moreover; Fred remained unswervingly steady。 Some years after
his marriage he told Mary that his happiness was half owing
to Farebrother; who gave him a strong pull…up at the right moment。
I cannot say that he was never again misled by his hopefulness:
the yield of crops or the profits of a cattle sale usually fell
below his estimate; and he was always prone to believe that he
could make money by the purchase of a horse which turned out badly
though this; Mary observed; was of course the fault of the horse;
not of Fred's judgment。 He kept his love of horsemanship; but he rarely
allowed himself a day's hunting; and when he did so; it was remarkable
that he submitted to be laughed at for cowardliness at the fences;
seeming to see Mary and the boys sitting on the five…barred gate;
or showing their curly heads between hedge and ditch。
There were three boys: Mary was not discontented that she brought
forth men…children only; and when Fred wished to have a girl like her;
she said; laughingly; 〃that would be too great a trial to your mother。〃
Mrs。 Vincy in her declining years; and in the diminished lustre of
her housekeeping; was much comforted by her perception that two at least
of Fred's boys were real Vincys; and did not 〃feature the Garths。〃
But Mary secretly rejoiced that the youngest of the three was very
much what her father must have been when he wore a round jacket;
and showed a marvellous nicety of aim in playing at marbles;
or in throwing stones to bring down the mellow pears。
Ben and Letty Garth; who were uncle and aunt before they were well
in their teens; disputed much as to whether nephews or nieces were
more desirable; Ben contending that it was clear girls were good
for less than boys; else they would not be always in petticoats;
which showed how little they were meant for; whereupon Letty;
who argued much from books; got angry in replying that God made coats
of skins for both Adam and Eve alikealso it occurred to her that
in the East the men too wore petticoats。 But this latter argument;
obscuring the majesty of the former; was one too many; for Ben
answered contemptuously; 〃The more spooneys they!〃 and immediately
appealed to his mother whether boys were not better than girls。
Mrs。 Garth pronounced that both were alike naughty; but that boys
were undoubtedly stronger; could run faster; and throw with more
precision to a greater distance。 With this oracular sentence Ben was
well satisfied; not minding the naughtiness; but Letty took it ill;
her feeling of superiority being stronger than her muscles。
Fred never became richhis hopefulness had not led him to expect that;
but he gradually saved enough to become owner of the stock and furniture
at Stone Court; and the work which Mr。 Garth put into his hands
carried him in plenty through those 〃bad times〃 which are always
present with farmers。 Mary; in her matronly days; became as solid
in figure as her mother; but; unlike her; gave the boys little
formal teaching; so that Mrs。 Garth was alarmed lest they should never
be well grounded in grammar and geography。 Nevertheless; they were
found quite forward enough when they went to school; perhaps;
because they had liked nothing so well as being with their mother。
When Fred was riding home on winter evenings he had a pleasant
vision beforehand of the bright hearth in the wainscoted parlor;
and was sorry for other men who could not have Mary for their wife;
especially for Mr。 Farebrother。 〃He was ten times worthier of you
than I was;〃 Fred could now say to her; magnanimously。 〃To be sure
he was;〃 Mary answered; 〃and for that reason he could do better
without me。 But youI shudder to think what you would have been
a curate in debt for horse…hire and cambric pocket…handkerchiefs!〃
On inquiry it might possibly be found that Fred and Mary still
inhabit Stone Courtthat the creeping plants still cast the foam
of their blossoms over the fine stone…wall into the field where the
walnut…trees stand in stately rowand that on sunny days the two
lovers who were first engaged with the umbrella…ring may be seen
in white…haired placidity at the open window from which Mary Garth;
in the days of old Peter Featherstone; had often been ordered
to look out for Mr。 Lydgate。
Lydgate's hair never became white。 He died when he was only fifty;
leaving his wife and children provided for by a heavy insurance
on his life。 He had gained an excellent practice; alternating;
according to the season; between London and a Continental bathing…place;
having written a treatise on Gout; a disease which has a good deal
of wealth on its side。 His skill was relied on by many paying patients;
but he always regarded himself as a failure: he had not done what he
once meant to do。 His acquaintances thought him enviable to have
so charming a wife; and nothing happened to shake their opinion。
Rosamond never committed a second compromising indiscretion。 She simply
continued to be mild in her temper; inflexible in her judgment;
disposed to admonish her husband; and able to frustrate him
by stratagem。 As the years went on he opposed her less and less;
whence Rosamond concluded that he had learned the value of her opinion;
on the other hand; she had a more thorough conviction of his talents
now that he gained a good income; and instead of the threatened cage
in Bride Street provided one all flowers and gilding; fit for the
bird of paradise that she resembled。 In brief; Lydgate was what is
called a successful man。 But he died prematurely of diphtheria;
and Rosamond afterwards married an elderly and wealthy physician;
who took kindly to her four children。 She made a very pretty show
with her daughters; driving out in her carriage; and often spoke
of her happiness as 〃a reward〃she did not say for what; but probably
she meant that it was a reward for her patience with Tertius;
whose temper never became faultless; and to the last occasionally
let slip a bitter speech which was more memorable than the signs
he made of his repentance。 He once called her his basil plant;
and when she asked for an explanation; said that basil was a plant
which had flourished wonderfully on a murdered man's brains。
Rosamond had a placid but strong answer to such speeches。 Why then
had he chosen her? It was a pity he had not had Mrs。 Ladislaw;
whom he was always praising and placing above her。 And thus
the conversation ended with the advantage on Rosamond's side。
But it would be unjust not to tell; that she never uttered a word
in depreciation of Dorothea; keeping in religious remembrance
the generosity which had come to her aid in