In the South African business I gleaned from Mr. Day's recent handbooks;
the old handbooks; Galton's “Vacation Tourist;” “Philip Mavor; or, Life
among the Caffres;” “Fossor;” “Notes on the Cape of Good Hope,” 1821;
“Scenes and Occurrences in Albany and Caffre-land,” 1827; Bowler's
“South African Sketches;” “A Campaign in South Africa,” Lucas; “Five
Years in Caffre-land,” Mrs. Ward; etc., etc., etc. But my principal
obligation on this head is to Mr. Boyle, the author of some admirable
letters to the Daily telegraph, which he afterwards reprinted in a
delightful volume. Mr. Boyle has a painter's eye, and a writer's pen,
and if the African scenes in “A Simpleton” please my readers, I hope
they will go to the fountain-head, where they will find many more.
As to the plot and characters, they are invented.
The title, “A Simpleton,” is not quite new. There is a French
play called La Niaise. But La Niaise is in reality a woman of rare
intelligence, who is taken for a simpleton by a lot of conceited fools,
and the play runs on their blunders, and her unpretending wisdom. That
is a very fine plot, which I recommend to our female novelists. My aim
in these pages has been much humbler, and is, I hope, too clear to need
explanation.
CHARLES READE.
A SIMPLETON.
CHAPTER I.
A young lady sat pricking a framed canvas in the drawing-room of Kent
Villa, a mile from Gravesend; she was making, at a cost of time and
tinted wool, a chair cover, admirably unfit to be sat upon--except by
some severe artist, bent on obliterating discordant colors. To do her
justice, her mind was not in her work; for she rustled softly with
restlessness as she sat, and she rose three times in twenty minutes, and
went to the window. Thence she looked down, over a trim flowery
lawn, and long, sloping meadows, on to the silver Thames, alive with
steamboats ploughing, white sails bellying, and great ships carrying to
and fro the treasures of the globe. From this fair landscape and epitome
of commerce she retired each time with listless disdain; she was waiting
for somebody.
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