The Forgery; or, Best Intentions.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Forgery; or, Best Intentions.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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His relations claimed his shop and his implements, even
to an old, worn-out shaving-brush, which would have rubbed the skin
off a rhinoceros; but the business remained with me. I took the shop
next door, stocked it, and beautified it, with the money I had saved,
and was shaving, powdering, and pomatuming from morning till night.
Most unluckily, a Spanish grandee, who passed a winter in Naples,
placed his head and chin under the immediate superintendence of Carlo
Carlini. I was soon taken into great favour; and, as this nobleman was
about to return to his own country in the spring, he exerted all his
eloquence to persuade me that my talents were quite thrown away in the
city of Naples. Madrid, he said--Madrid was the only fitting theatre
for the display of my genius. It was the Elysium of barbers, where I
was certain to find myself completely happy.
"He offered even to take me in his own suite, defraying all my
expenses by the way; and he promised that I should shave every friend
he had in the world, and powder and perfume all his mistresses, who
were many. In an evil hour I yielded. Off we set for Madrid, and very
well did my Spanish patron keep his word till we reached that city. I
fared sumptuously along the road; and, the system of favouritism being
universal in Spain, I was considered his highness's favourite, and
treated accordingly; but, unfortunately, after our arrival in Madrid,
wars and rumours of wars broke out very soon, and the duke was
prevented from carrying out his views in my favour by the strong hand
of death, which seized him just as I had established myself in the
Spanish capital, and was obtaining a little of the promised custom. My
days of prosperity were now at an end. My little capital gradually
diminished; my patients did not increase; my stock of smart clothing
wore out, and six pairs of while silk stockings--absolute necessaries
to a Spanish barber--were reduced to three. As the very utmost
neatness and cleanliness are required in that country, you may easily
suppose that my silk stockings made frequent visits to the wash-tub;
and my _lavandera_, who was the most punctual of women, had the
strictest injunctions to return that indispensable part of my apparel
at a certain hour on the day after she had received them. She was, be
it remarked, a very pretty woman, and had captivated the heart of one
of the royal guard, whom I not unfrequently saw at her house, and
found him an exceedingly amiable, good-humoured young man. One
morning, as my good fortune would have it, my silk stockings did not
return. The preceding day had been rainy; and, although it does not
often rain in Madrid, yet when it does there is plenty of mud in the
streets. A prince and a duke were waiting to be shaved; and after
waiting in a state of acute anguish for half-an-hour, I was obliged to
sally forth in my dirty stockings. I lost two of my best customers;
but fortune and misfortune are always intimately mingled in the
affairs of this life.
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