第 21 节
作者:恐龙王      更新:2021-02-21 15:30      字数:9322
  lest; blinded by the snow which was frequently borne into my eyes
  by the wind; I might fall into the dyke; when all at once I heard a
  shout to windward; and turning my eyes I saw the figure of a man;
  and what appeared to be an animal of some kind; coming across the
  bog with great speed; in the direction of myself; the nature of the
  ground seemed to offer but little impediment to these beings; both
  clearing the holes and abysses which lay in their way with
  surprising agility; the animal was; however; some slight way in
  advance; and; bounding over the dyke; appeared on the road just
  before me。  It was a dog; of what species I cannot tell; never
  having seen the like before or since; the head was large and round;
  the ears so tiny as scarcely to be discernible; the eyes of a fiery
  red:  in size it was rather small than large; and the coat; which
  was remarkably smooth; as white as the falling flakes。  It placed
  itself directly in my path; and showing its teeth; and bristling
  its coat; appeared determined to prevent my progress。  I had an
  ashen stick in my hand; with which I threatened it; this; however;
  only served to increase its fury; it rushed upon me; and I had the
  utmost difficulty to preserve myself from its fangs。
  'What are you doing with the dog; the fairy dog?' said a man; who
  at this time likewise cleared the dyke at a bound。
  He was a very tall man; rather well dressed as it should seem; his
  garments; however; were; like my own; so covered with snow that I
  could scarcely discern their quality。
  'What are ye doing with the dog of peace?'
  'I wish he would show himself one;' said I; 'I said nothing to him;
  but he placed himself in my road; and would not let me pass。'
  'Of course he would not be letting you till he knew where ye were
  going。'
  'He's not much of a fairy;' said I; 'or he would know that without
  asking; tell him that I am going to see my brother。'
  'And who is your brother; little Sas?'
  'What my father is; a royal soldier。'
  'Oh; ye are going then to the detachment at … ; by my shoul; I have
  a good mind to be spoiling your journey。'
  'You are doing that already;' said I; 'keeping me here talking
  about dogs and fairies; you had better go home and get some salve
  to cure that place over your eye; it's catching cold you'll be; in
  so much snow。'
  On one side of the man's forehead there was a raw and staring
  wound; as if from a recent and terrible blow。
  'Faith; then I'll be going; but it's taking you wid me I will be。'
  'And where will you take me?'
  'Why; then; to Ryan's Castle; little Sas。'
  'You do not speak the language very correctly;' said I; 'it is not
  Sas you should call me … 'tis Sassannach;' and forthwith I
  accompanied the word with a speech full of flowers of Irish
  rhetoric。
  The man looked upon me for a moment; fixedly; then; bending his
  head towards his breast; he appeared to be undergoing a kind of
  convulsion; which was accompanied by a sound something resembling
  laughter; presently he looked at me; and there was a broad grin on
  his features。
  'By my shoul; it's a thing of peace I'm thinking ye。'
  But now with a whisking sound came running down the road a hare; it
  was nearly upon us before it perceived us; suddenly stopping short;
  however; it sprang into the bog on the right…hand side; after it
  amain bounded the dog of peace; followed by the man; but not until
  he had nodded to me a farewell salutation。  In a few moments I lost
  sight of him amidst the snowflakes。
  The weather was again clear and fine before I reached the place of
  detachment。  It was a little wooden barrack; surrounded by a wall
  of the same material; a sentinel stood at the gate; I passed by
  him; and; entering the building; found myself in a rude kind of
  guardroom; several soldiers were lying asleep on a wooden couch at
  one end; others lounged on benches by the side of a turf fire。  The
  tall sergeant stood before the fire; holding a cooking utensil in
  his left hand; on seeing me; he made the military salutation。
  'Is my brother here?' said I; rather timidly; dreading to hear that
  he was out; perhaps for the day。
  'The ensign is in his room; sir;' said Bagg; 'I am now preparing
  his meal; which will presently be ready; you will find the ensign
  above stairs;' and he pointed to a broken ladder which led to some
  place above。
  And there I found him … the boy soldier … in a kind of upper loft;
  so low that I could touch with my hands the sooty rafters; the
  floor was of rough boards; through the joints of which you could
  see the gleam of the soldiers' fire; and occasionally discern their
  figures as they moved about; in one corner was a camp bedstead; by
  the side of which hung the child's sword; gorget; and sash; a deal
  table stood in the proximity of the rusty grate; where smoked and
  smouldered a pile of black turf from the bog; … a deal table
  without a piece of baize to cover it; yet fraught with things not
  devoid of interest:  a Bible; given by a mother; the ODYSSEY; the
  Greek ODYSSEY; a flute; with broad silver keys; crayons; moreover;
  and water…colours; and a sketch of a wild prospect near; which;
  though but half finished; afforded ample proof of the excellence
  and skill of the boyish hand now occupied upon it。
  Ah! he was a sweet being; that boy soldier; a plant of early
  promise; bidding fair to become in after time all that is great;
  good; and admirable。  I have read of a remarkable Welshman; of whom
  it was said; when the grave closed over him; that he could frame a
  harp; and play it; build a ship; and sail it; compose an ode; and
  set it to music。  A brave fellow that son of Wales … but I had once
  a brother who could do more and better than this; but the grave has
  closed over him; as over the gallant Welshman of yore; there are
  now but two that remember him … the one who bore him; and the being
  who was nurtured at the same breast。  He was taken; and I was left!
  … Truly; the ways of Providence are inscrutable。
  'You seem to be very comfortable; John;' said I; looking around the
  room and at the various objects which I have described above:  'you
  have a good roof over your head; and have all your things about
  you。'
  'Yes; I am very comfortable; George; in many respects; I am;
  moreover; independent; and feel myself a man for the first time in
  my life … independent did I say? … that's not the word; I am
  something much higher than that; here am I; not sixteen yet; a
  person in authority; like the centurion in the book there; with
  twenty Englishmen under me; worth a whole legion of his men; and
  that fine fellow Bagg to wait upon me; and take my orders。  Oh!
  these last six weeks have passed like hours of heaven。'
  'But your time must frequently hang heavy on your hands; this is a
  strange wild place; and you must be very solitary?'
  'I am never solitary; I have; as you see; all my things about me;
  and there is plenty of company below stairs。  Not that I mix with
  the soldiers; if I did; good…bye to my authority; but when I am
  alone I can hear all their discourse through the planks; and I
  often laugh to myself at the funny things they say。'
  'And have you any acquaintance here?'
  'The very best; much better than the Colonel and the rest; at their
  grand Templemore; I had never so many in my whole life before。  One
  has just left me; a gentleman who lives at a distance across the
  bog; he comes to talk with me about Greek; and the ODYSSEY; for he
  is a very learned man; and understands the old Irish; and various
  other strange languages。  He has had a dispute with Bagg。  On
  hearing his name; he called him to him; and; after looking at him
  for some time with great curiosity; said that he was sure he was a
  Dane。  Bagg; however; took the compliment in dudgeon; and said that
  he was no more a Dane than himself; but a true…born Englishman; and
  a sergeant of six years' standing。'
  'And what other acquaintance have you?'
  'All kinds; the whole neighbourhood can't make enough of me。
  Amongst others there's the clergyman of the parish and his family;
  such a venerable old man; such fine sons and daughters!  I am
  treated by them like a son and a brother … I might be always with
  them if I pleased; there's one drawback; however; in going to see
  them; there's a horrible creature in the house; a kind of tutor;
  whom they keep more from charity than anything else; he is a Papist
  and; they say; a priest; you should see him scowl sometimes at my
  red coat; for he hates the king; and not unfrequently; when the
  king's health is drunk; curses him between his teeth。  I once got
  up to strike him; but the youngest of the sisters; who is the
  handsomest; caught my arm and pointed to her forehead。'
  'And what does your duty consist of?  Have you nothing else to do
  than