第 8 节
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恐龙王 更新:2021-02-21 15:30 字数:9322
intervals; on both sides; sentinels were stationed; whilst outside;
upon the field; stood commodious wooden barracks; capable of
containing two regiments of infantry; intended to serve as guards
upon the captives。 Such was the station or prison at Norman Cross;
where some six thousand French and other foreigners; followers of
the grand Corsican; were now immured。
What a strange appearance had those mighty casernes; with their
blank blind walls; without windows or grating; and their slanting
roofs; out of which; through orifices where the tiles had been
removed; would be protruded dozens of grim heads; feasting their
prison…sick eyes on the wide expanse of country unfolded from that
airy height。 Ah! there was much misery in those casernes; and from
those roofs; doubtless; many a wistful look was turned in the
direction of lovely France。 Much had the poor inmates to endure;
and much to complain of; to the disgrace of England be it said … of
England; in general so kind and bountiful。 Rations of carrion
meat; and bread from which I have seen the very hounds occasionally
turn away; were unworthy entertainment even for the most ruffian
enemy; when helpless and a captive; and such; alas! was the fare in
those casernes。 And then; those visits; or rather ruthless
inroads; called in the slang of the place 'strawplait…hunts;' when
in pursuit of a contraband article; which the prisoners; in order
to procure themselves a few of the necessaries and comforts of
existence; were in the habit of making; red…coated battalions were
marched into the prisons; who; with the bayonet's point; carried
havoc and ruin into every poor convenience which ingenious
wretchedness had been endeavouring to raise around it; and then the
triumphant exit with the miserable booty; and; worst of all; the
accursed bonfire; on the barrack parade; of the plait contraband;
beneath the view of the glaring eyeballs from those lofty roofs;
amidst the hurrahs of the troops; frequently drowned in the curses
poured down from above like a tempest…shower or in the terrific
warw…hoop of 'VIVE L'EMPEREUR!'
It was midsummer when we arrived at this place; and the weather;
which had for a long time been wet and gloomy; now became bright
and glorious; I was subjected to but little control; and passed my
time pleasantly enough; principally in wandering about the
neighbouring country。 It was flat and somewhat fenny; a district
more of pasture than agriculture; and not very thickly inhabited。
I soon became well acquainted with it。 At the distance of two
miles from the station was a large lake; styled in the dialect of
the country 'a mere;' about whose borders tall reeds were growing
in abundance; this was a frequent haunt of mine; but my favourite
place of resort was a wild sequestered spot at a somewhat greater
distance。 Here; surrounded with woods and thick groves; was the
seat of some ancient family; deserted by the proprietor; and only
inhabited by a rustic servant or two。 A place more solitary and
wild could scarcely be imagined; the garden and walks were
overgrown with weeds and briers; and the unpruned woods were so
tangled as to be almost impervious。 About this domain I would
wander till overtaken by fatigue; and then I would sit down with my
back against some beech; elm; or stately alder tree; and; taking
out my book; would pass hours in a state of unmixed enjoyment; my
eyes now fixed on the wondrous pages; now glancing at the sylvan
scene around; and sometimes I would drop the book and listen to the
voice of the rooks and wild pigeons; and not unfrequently to the
croaking of multitudes of frogs from the neighbouring swamps and
fens。
In going to and from this place I frequently passed a tall elderly
individual; dressed in rather a quaint fashion; with a skin cap on
his head and stout gaiters on his legs; on his shoulders hung a
moderate sized leathern sack; he seemed fond of loitering near
sunny banks; and of groping amidst furze and low scrubby bramble
bushes; of which there were plenty in the neighbourhood of Norman
Cross。 Once I saw him standing in the middle of a dusty road;
looking intently at a large mark which seemed to have been drawn
across it; as if by a walking stick。 'He must have been a large
one;' the old man muttered half to himself; 'or he would not have
left such a trail; I wonder if he is near; he seems to have moved
this way。' He then went behind some bushes which grew on the right
side of the road; and appeared to be in quest of something; moving
behind the bushes with his head downwards; and occasionally
striking their roots with his foot: at length he exclaimed; 'Here
he is!' and forthwith I saw him dart amongst the bushes。 There was
a kind of scuffling noise; the rustling of branches; and the
crackling of dry sticks。 'I have him!' said the man at last; 'I
have got him!' and presently he made his appearance about twenty
yards down the road; holding a large viper in his hand。 'What do
you think of that; my boy?' said he; as I went up to him … 'what do
you think of catching such a thing as that with the naked hand?'
'What do I think?' said I。 'Why; that I could do as much myself。'
'You do;' said the man; 'do you? Lord! how the young people in
these days are given to conceit; it did not use to be so in my
time: when I was a child; childer knew how to behave themselves;
but the childer of these days are full of conceit; full of froth;
like the mouth of this viper'; and with his forefinger and thumb he
squeezed a considerable quantity of foam from the jaws of the viper
down upon the road。 'The childer of these days are a generation of
… God forgive me; what was I about to say?' said the old man; and
opening his bag he thrust the reptile into it; which appeared far
from empty。 I passed on。 As I was returning; towards the evening;
I overtook the old man; who was wending in the same direction。
'Good evening to you; sir;' said I; taking off a cap which I wore
on my head。 'Good evening;' said the old man; and then; looking at
me; 'How's this?' said he; 'you aren't; sure; the child I met in
the morning?' 'Yes;' said I; 'I am; what makes you doubt it?'
'Why; you were then all froth and conceit;' said the old man; 'and
now you take off your cap to me。' 'I beg your pardon;' said I; 'if
I was frothy and conceited; it ill becomes a child like me to be
so。' 'That's true; dear;' said the old man; 'well; as you have
begged my pardon; I truly forgive you。' 'Thank you;' said I; 'have
you caught any more of those things?' 'Only four or five;' said
the old man; 'they are getting scarce; though this used to be a
great neighbourhood for them。' 'And what do you do with them?'
said I; 'do you carry them home and play with them?' 'I sometimes
play with one or two that I tame;' said the old man; 'but I hunt
them mostly for the fat which they contain; out of which I make
unguents which are good for various sore troubles; especially for
the rheumatism。' 'And do you get your living by hunting these
creatures?' I demanded。 'Not altogether;' said the old man;
'besides being a viper…hunter; I am what they call a herbalist; one
who knows the virtue of particular herbs; I gather them at the
proper season; to make medicines with for the sick。' 'And do you
live in the neighbourhood?' I demanded。 'You seem very fond of
asking questions; child。 No; I do not live in this neighbourhood
in particular; I travel about; I have not been in this
neighbourhood till lately for some years。'
From this time the old man and myself formed an acquaintance; I
often accompanied him in his wanderings about the neighbourhood;
and; on two or three occasions; assisted him in catching the
reptiles which he hunted。 He generally carried a viper with him
which he had made quite tame; and from which he had extracted the
poisonous fangs; it would dance and perform various kinds of
tricks。 He was fond of telling me anecdotes connected with his
adventures with the reptile species。 'But;' said he one day;
sighing; 'I must shortly give up this business; I am no longer the
man I was; I am become timid; and when a person is timid in viper…
hunting; he had better leave off; as it is quite clear his virtue
is leaving him。 I got a fright some years ago; which I am quite
sure I shall never get the better of; my hand has been shaky more
or less ever since。' 'What frightened you?' said I。 'I had better
not tell you;' said the old man; 'or you may be frightened too;
lose your virtue; and be no longer good for the business。' 'I
don't care;' said I; 'I don't intend to follow the business: I
daresay I shall be an officer; like my father。' 'Well;' said the
old man; 'I once saw the king of the vipers; and since then … '
'The king of the vipers!' said I; inte