venture to tell his meaning straight out; at any rate, he did not tell
it. Sterne should not have chosen a model so monstrous. Incoherency is
not less a defect because an imperfect foreign writer once made use of
it. ‘You may have, sir, a reason,’ said Dr. Johnson, ‘for saying that
two and two make five, but they will still make four.’ Just so, a writer
may have a reason for selecting the defect of incoherency, but it is
a defect still. Sterne’s best things read best out of his books,—in
Enfield’s _Speaker_ and other places,—and you can say no worse of any one
as a continuous artist.
Another most palpable defect—especially palpable now-a-days—in _Tristram
Shandy_ is its indecency. It is quite true that the customary conventions
of writing are much altered during the last century, and much which would
formerly have been deemed blameless would now be censured and disliked.
The audience has changed; and decency is of course in part dependent
on who is within hearing. A divorce case may be talked over across a
club-table with a plainness of speech and development of expression
which would be indecent in a mixed party, and scandalous before young
ladies. Now, a large part of old novels may very fairly be called
club-books; they speak out plainly and simply the notorious facts of the
world, as men speak of them to men. Much excellent and proper masculine
conversation is wholly unfit for repetition to young girls; and just
in the same way, books written—as was almost all old literature,—for
men only, or nearly only, seem coarse enough when contrasted with
novels written by young ladies upon the subjects and in the tone of the
drawing-room. The change is inevitable; as soon as works of fiction are
addressed to boys and girls, they must be fit for boys and girls; they
must deal with a life which is real so far as it goes, but which is yet
most limited; which deals with the most passionate part of life, and yet
omits the errors of the passions; which aims at describing men in their
relations to women, and yet omits an all but universal influence which
more or less distorts and modifies all these relations.
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