In the first place, my uncle had no very high estimation of what he
called _larnin_; he was himself a man of action, and believed that
books render people dull and stupid, rather than efficient in the
business of life. He was therefore opposed to education in general, and
particularly so in my case; and not only was his opinion equivalent to
law with respect to me, but it was of great force in the village, on
account of his character and position.
He kept the village tavern, which in those days of rum and punch was an
institution of great power and authority. It was common, at the period
of which I speak, for the church or meeting-house and tavern to stand
side by side; but if one day in the week, sobriety and temperance were
preached in the former, hard drinking and licentiousness were deeply
practised in the latter during the other six. The tavern, therefore,
not only counteracted the good effect of the preacher, but it went
farther, and in many cases corrupted the whole mass of society. The
members of the church thought it no scandal to make regular visits
to the bar-room at eleven o’clock in the forenoon, and at four P. M.;
the deacon always kept his jugs well filled, and the minister took his
toddy or his tansy bitters, in open day, and without reproach.
In such a state of society as this, the tavern-keeper was usually the
most influential man in the village, and if he kept good liquors, he
was irresistible. Now my uncle was a prince of a tavern-keeper for
these jolly days. He was, in fact, what we call a whole-souled fellow:
generous, honest, and frank-hearted. His full, ruddy countenance
bespoke all this; and his cheerful, hearty voice carried conviction
of it to every listener. Beside, his tavern was freely and generously
kept: it was liberally supplied with good beds, and every other luxury
or comfort common to those days. As I have said before, it was situated
upon the great road, then travelled by the mail stages between Boston
and New York. The establishment was of ample extent, consisting of a
pile of wooden buildings of various and irregular architecture--all
painted a deep red. There was near it a large barn with extensive
cow-houses, a corn-crib, a smoke-house, and a pig-sty, arranged solely
with a view to ease of communication with the house, and consequently
all drawn closely around it. The general effect, when viewed at a
distance, was that of two large jugs surrounded with several smaller
ones.
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