Glaucus; Or, The Wonders of the ShoreKingsley, Charles
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Glaucus; Or, The Wonders of the Shore
Kingsley, Charles
Natural history -- Juvenile literature; Seashore biology -- Juvenile literature
Nay, in the boat at the minute of which I have been speaking, silent and
neglected, sat a fellow-passenger, who was a greater adept at removing
nuisances than the whole Board of Health put together; and who had done
his work, too, with a cheapness unparalleled; for all his good deeds had
not as yet cost the State one penny. True, he lived by his business; so
do other inspectors of nuisances: but Nature, instead of paying Maia
Squinado, Esquire, some five hundred pounds sterling per annum for his
labour, had contrived, with a sublime simplicity of economy which Mr.
Hume might have envied and admired afar off, to make him do his work
gratis, by giving him the nuisances as his perquisites, and teaching him
how to eat them. Certainly (without going the length of the Caribs, who
upheld cannibalism because, they said, it made war cheap, and precluded
entirely the need of a commissariat), this cardinal virtue of cheapness
ought to make Squinado an interesting object in the eyes of the present
generation; especially as he was at that moment a true sanitary martyr,
having, like many of his human fellow-workers, got into a fearful scrape
by meddling with those existing interests, and “vested rights which are
but vested wrongs,” which have proved fatal already to more than one
Board of Health. For last night, as he was sitting quietly under a stone
in four fathoms water, he became aware (whether by sight, smell, or that
mysterious sixth sense, to us unknown, which seems to reside in his
delicate feelers) of a palpable nuisance somewhere in the neighbourhood;
and, like a trusty servant of the public, turned out of his bed instantly
and went in search; till he discovered, hanging among what he judged to
be the stems of ore-weed (Laminaria), three or four large pieces of stale
thornback, of most evil savour, and highly prejudicial to the purity of
the sea, and the health of the neighbouring herrings. Happy Squinado!
He needed not to discover the limits of his authority, to consult any
lengthy Nuisances’ Removal Act, with its clauses, and counter-clauses,
and explanations of interpretations, and interpretations of explanations.
Nature, who can afford to be arbitrary, because she is perfect, and to
give her servants irresponsible powers, because she has trained them to
their work, had bestowed on him and on his forefathers, as general health
inspectors, those very summary powers of entrance and removal in the
watery realms for which common sense, public opinion, and private
philanthropy are still entreating vainly in the terrestrial realms; so
finding a hole, in he went, and began to remove the nuisance, without
“waiting twenty-four hours,” “laying an information,” “serving a notice,”
or any other vain delay. The evil was there,—and there it should not
stay; so having neither cart nor barrow, he just began putting it into
his stomach, and in the meanwhile set his assistants to work likewise.
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