He that will not when he may; vol. IOliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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He that will not when he may; vol. I
Oliphant, Mrs. (Margaret)
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“His carvings are wonderful,” he said, with all the fervour of
enthusiasm. “When he has a congenial subject he is equal to Gibbons or
any one. He ought to have been a great sculptor. If you saw some of the
things he has done you would see what bitter satire it is that _he_
should live by those wretched little picture-frames.”
“Is it so, indeed?” said Sir William. “Then it is the higher branch of
wood-carving and not picture-frames that you are learning, I suppose?
Do you mean then to carry high art, Paul, into the bush?”
“I cannot see what this has to do with the bush, sir,” said Paul,
impatiently. “One must live there by one’s hands, and to know how to use
them in any special way cannot be a disadvantage in any other way. That
is Spears’s view of the subject, and mine too.”
“I doubt if wood-carving will help you much in felling trees or making
them into huts,” said Sir William, with a great air of candour. “What do
you suppose the advantage is likely to be of changing from a state of
society where everything that is beautiful has its value, to one where
you will live by your hands, as you say, and where the highest skill
will only not do you any harm? I should like to know the reasoning by
which you have arrived at your present convictions--the ideas expressed
in the letter I got last night.”
“You have received my letter then?” Paul said, with dignity. “You know
what my settled determination is. I hope you do not mean, and that my
mother does not mean, to attempt to turn me from a plan which I have not
decided on without great thought.”
“I don’t know what your mother may mean to do, my boy,” said Sir
William, quietly. “She will act according to her own standards of duty,
not mine; but I know what I intend myself, and the first thing is to
understand your reasons for the extraordinary step you propose. You, the
heir of a fine property----” Sir William made a stumble before the word
_heir_, which, notwithstanding that Paul was about to abjure everything,
led him to make a rapid calculation of his father’s power in this
matter. The Markham property was not all entailed. Did the father mean
to disinherit his lawful successor? Paul felt a flush of indignation go
over him, though he was about to declare his intention of giving up all.
“The heir of a fine property,” said Sir William, “and an influential
position. At this moment, young as you are, you might make a start in
public life, and have a hand in the government of your country, which is
as high an ambition as a man can entertain. How have you managed to
persuade yourself that to go out into a half savage country and
encounter the first difficulties of savage life is better or more
honourable than this? To live by your hands instead of your head,” he
continued, growing warm, “to surround yourself with beggarly elements
of living instead of the highest developments of civilisation--to make
yourself of no more account than any ploughboy----”
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