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作者:辩论      更新:2021-11-05 20:32      字数:9322
  AN EPISODE OF FIDDLETOWN
  In 1858 Fiddletown considered her a very pretty woman。  She had a
  quantity of light chestnut hair; a good figure; a dazzling
  complexion; and a certain languid grace which passed easily for
  gentle…womanliness。  She always dressed becomingly; and in what
  Fiddletown accepted as the latest fashion。  She had only two
  blemishes: one of her velvety eyes; when examined closely; had a
  slight cast; and her left cheek bore a small scar left by a single
  drop of vitriol happily the only drop of an entire phialthrown
  upon her by one of her own jealous sex; that reached the pretty
  face it was intended to mar。  But when the observer had studied the
  eyes sufficiently to notice this defect; he was generally
  incapacitated for criticism; and even the scar on her cheek was
  thought by some to add piquancy to her smile。  The youthful editor
  of THE FIDDLETOWN AVALANCHE had said privately that it was 〃an
  exaggerated dimple。〃  Colonel Starbottle was instantly 〃reminded of
  the beautifying patches of the days of Queen Anne; but more
  particularly; sir; of the blankest beautiful women that; blank you;
  you ever laid your two blank eyes upona Creole woman; sir; in New
  Orleans。  And this woman had a scara line extending; blank me;
  from her eye to her blank chin。  And this woman; sir; thrilled you;
  sir; maddened you; sir; absolutely sent your blank soul to
  perdition with her blank fascination!  And one day I said to her;
  'Celeste; how in blank did you come by that beautiful scar; blank
  you?'  And she said to me; 'Star; there isn't another white man
  that I'd confide in but you; but I made that scar myself;
  purposely; I did; blank me。'  These were her very words; sir; and
  perhaps you think it a blank lie; sir; but I'll put up any blank
  sum you can name and prove it; blank me。〃
  Indeed; most of the male population of Fiddletown were or had been
  in love with her。  Of this number; about one…half believed that
  their love was returned; with the exception; possibly; of her own
  husband。  He alone had been known to express skepticism。
  The name of the gentleman who enjoyed this infelicitous distinction
  was Tretherick。  He had been divorced from an excellent wife to
  marry this Fiddletown enchantress。  She; also; had been divorced;
  but it was hinted that some previous experiences of hers in that
  legal formality had made it perhaps less novel; and probably less
  sacrificial。  I would not have it inferred from this that she was
  deficient in sentiment; or devoid of its highest moral expression。
  Her intimate friend had written (on the occasion of her second
  divorce); 〃The cold world does not understand Clara yet〃; and
  Colonel Starbottle had remarked blankly that with the exception of
  a single woman in Opelousas Parish; La。; she had more soul than the
  whole caboodle of them put together。  Few indeed could read those
  lines entitled 〃Infelissimus;〃 commencing 〃Why waves no cypress
  o'er this brow?〃 originally published in the AVALANCHE; over the
  signature of 〃The Lady Clare;〃 without feeling the tear of
  sensibility tremble on his eyelids; or the glow of virtuous
  indignation mantle his cheek; at the low brutality and pitiable
  jocularity of THE DUTCH FLAT INTELLIGENCER; which the next week had
  suggested the exotic character of the cypress; and its entire
  absence from Fiddletown; as a reasonable answer to the query。
  Indeed; it was this tendency to elaborate her feelings in a
  metrical manner; and deliver them to the cold world through the
  medium of the newspapers; that first attracted the attention of
  Tretherick。  Several poems descriptive of the effects of California
  scenery upon a too…sensitive soul; and of the vague yearnings for
  the infinite which an enforced study of the heartlessness of
  California society produced in the poetic breast; impressed Mr。
  Tretherick; who was then driving a six…mule freight wagon between
  Knight's Ferry and Stockton; to seek out the unknown poetess。  Mr。
  Tretherick was himself dimly conscious of a certain hidden
  sentiment in his own nature; and it is possible that some
  reflections on the vanity of his pursuithe supplied several
  mining camps with whisky and tobaccoin conjunction with the
  dreariness of the dusty plain on which he habitually drove; may
  have touched some chord in sympathy with this sensitive woman。
  Howbeit; after a brief courtshipas brief as was consistent with
  some previous legal formalitiesthey were married; and Mr。
  Tretherick brought his blushing bride to Fiddletown; or
  〃Fideletown;〃 as Mrs。 Tretherick preferred to call it in her poems。
  The union was not a felicitous one。  It was not long before Mr。
  Tretherick discovered that the sentiment he had fostered while
  freighting between Stockton and Knight's Ferry was different from
  that which his wife had evolved from the contemplation of
  California scenery and her own soul。  Being a man of imperfect
  logic; this caused him to beat her; and she; being equally faulty
  in deduction; was impelled to a certain degree of unfaithfulness on
  the same premise。  Then Mr。 Tretherick began to drink; and Mrs。
  Tretherick to contribute regularly to the columns of the AVALANCHE。
  It was at this time that Colonel Starbottle discovered a similarity
  in Mrs。 Tretherick's verse to the genius of Sappho; and pointed it
  out to the citizens of Fiddletown in a two…columned criticism;
  signed 〃A。 S。;〃 also published in the AVALANCHE; and supported by
  extensive quotation。  As the AVALANCHE did not possess a font of
  Greek type; the editor was obliged to reproduce the Leucadian
  numbers in the ordinary Roman letter; to the intense disgust of
  Colonel Starbottle; and the vast delight of Fiddletown; who saw fit
  to accept the text as an excellent imitation of Choctawa language
  with which the colonel; as a whilom resident of the Indian
  Territories; was supposed to be familiar。  Indeed; the next week's
  INTELLIGENCER contained some vile doggerel supposed to be an answer
  to Mrs。 Tretherick's poem; ostensibly written by the wife of a
  Digger Indian chief; accompanied by a glowing eulogium signed 〃A。
  S。 S。〃
  The result of this jocularity was briefly given in a later copy of
  the AVALANCHE。  〃An unfortunate rencounter took place on Monday
  last; between the Hon。 Jackson Flash of THE DUTCH FLAT
  INTELLIGENCER and the well…known Col。 Starbottle of this place; in
  front of the Eureka Saloon。  Two shots were fired by the parties
  without injury to either; although it is said that a passing
  Chinaman received fifteen buckshot in the calves of his legs from
  the colonel's double…barreled shotgun; which were not intended for
  him。  John will learn to keep out of the way of Melican man's
  firearms hereafter。  The cause of the affray is not known; although
  it is hinted that there is a lady in the case。  The rumor that
  points to a well…known and beautiful poetess whose lucubrations
  have often graced our columns seems to gain credence from those
  that are posted。〃
  Meanwhile the passiveness displayed by Tretherick under these
  trying circumstances was fully appreciated in the gulches。  〃The
  old man's head is level;〃 said one long…booted philosopher。  〃Ef
  the colonel kills Flash; Mrs。 Tretherick is avenged: if Flash drops
  the colonel; Tretherick is all right。  Either way; he's got a sure
  thing。〃  During this delicate condition of affairs; Mrs。 Tretherick
  one day left her husband's home and took refuge at the Fiddletown
  Hotel; with only the clothes she had on her back。  Here she staid
  for several weeks; during which period it is only justice to say
  that she bore herself with the strictest propriety。
  It was a clear morning in early spring that Mrs。 Tretherick;
  unattended; left the hotel; and walked down the narrow street
  toward the fringe of dark pines which indicated the extreme limits
  of Fiddletown。  The few loungers at that early hour were
  preoccupied with the departure of the Wingdown coach at the other
  extremity of the street; and Mrs。 Tretherick reached the suburbs of
  the settlement without discomposing observation。  Here she took a
  cross street or road; running at right angles with the main
  thoroughfare of Fiddletown and passing through a belt of woodland。
  It was evidently the exclusive and aristocratic avenue of the town。
  The dwellings were few; ambitious; and uninterrupted by shops。  And
  here she was joined by Colonel Starbottle。
  The gallant colonel; notwithstanding that he bore the swelling port
  which usually distinguished him; that his coat was tightly buttoned
  and his boots tightly fitting; and that his cane; hooked over his
  arm; swung jauntily; was not entirely at his ease。  Mrs。
  Tretherick; however; vouchsafed him a gracious smile and a glance
  of her dangerous eyes; and the colonel; with an embarrassed cough
  and a slight strut; took his place at her side。
  〃The coast is clear;〃 said the colonel; 〃and Tretherick is over at
  Dutch Flat on a spree。  There is no one in the house but