Doctor Grimshawe's Secret — a RomanceHawthorne, Nathaniel
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Doctor Grimshawe's Secret — a Romance
Hawthorne, Nathaniel
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Well; but by and by the dinner came to a conclusion, as regarded the
eating part; the cloth was withdrawn; a dessert of fruits, fresh and
dried, pines, hothouse grapes, and all candied conserves of the Indies,
was put on the long extent of polished mahogany. There was a tuning up
of musicians, an interrogative drawing of fiddle-bows, and other
musical twangs and puffs; the decanters opposite the Warden and his
vice-president,--sherry, port, Redclyffe’s Madeira, and claret, were put
in motion along the table, and the guests filled their glasses for the
toast which, at English dinner-tables, is of course the first to be
honored,--the Queen. Then the band struck up the good old anthem, “God
save the Queen,” which the whole company rose to their feet to sing.
It was a spectacle both interesting and a little ludicrous to
Redclyffe,--being so apart from an American’s sympathies, so unlike
anything that he has in his life or possibilities,--this active and warm
sentiment of loyalty, in which love of country centres, and assimilates,
and transforms itself into a passionate affection for a person, in whom
they love all their institutions. To say the truth, it seemed a happy
notion; nor could the American--while he comforted himself in the pride
of his democracy, and that he himself was a sovereign--could he help
envying it a little, this childlike love and reverence for a person
embodying all their country, their past, their earthly future. He felt
that it might be delightful to have a sovereign, provided that sovereign
were always a woman,--and perhaps a young and fine one. But, indeed,
this is not the difficulty, methinks, in English institutions which
the American finds it hardest to deal with. We could endure a born
sovereign, especially if made such a mere pageant as the English make of
theirs. What we find it hardest to conceive of is, the satisfaction with
which Englishmen think of a race above them, with privileges that they
cannot share, entitled to condescend to them, and to have gracious and
beautiful manners at their expense; to be kind, simple, unpretending,
because these qualities are more available than haughtiness; to be
specimens of perfect manhood;--all these advantages in consequence of
their position. If the peerage were a mere name, it would be nothing to
envy; but it is so much more than a name; it enables men to be really so
superior. The poor, the lower classes, might bear this well enough;
but the classes that come next to the nobility,--the upper middle
classes,--how they bear it so lovingly is what must puzzle the American.
But probably the advantage of the peerage is the less perceptible the
nearer it is looked at.
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