Civil service -- Fiction; London (England) -- Fiction
Hereupon Charley began his task in a large, ugly, round hand, neither
that of a man nor of a boy, and set himself to copy the contents of
the paper. 'The name of Pacifico stinks in the nostril of the British
public. It is well known to all the world how sincerely we admire the
vers_i_tility of Lord Palmerston's genius; how cordially we s_i_mpathize
with his patriotic energies. But the admiration which even a Palmerston
inspires must have a bound, and our s_i_mpathy may be called on too far.
When we find ourselves asked to pay--'. By this time Charley had half
covered the half-sheet of foolscap which had been put before him, and
here at the word 'pay' he unfortunately suffered a large blot of ink to
fall on the paper.
'That won't do, Mr. Tudor, that won't do--come, let us look,' and
stretching over again, the Secretary took up the copy.
'Oh dear! oh dear! this is very bad; versatility with an 'i!'--sympathy
with an 'i!' sympathize with an 'i!' Why, Mr. Tudor, you must be very
fond of 'i's' down in Shropshire.'
Charley looked sheepish, but of course said nothing.
'And I never saw a viler hand in my life. Oh dear, oh dear, I must send
you back to Sir Gilbert. Look here, Snape, this will never do--never do
for the Internal Navigation, will it?'
Snape, the attendant senior clerk, said, as indeed he could not help
saying, that the writing was very bad.
'I never saw worse in my life,' said the Secretary. 'And now, Mr. Tudor,
what do you know of arithmetic?'
Charley said that he thought he knew arithmetic pretty well;--'at least
some of it,' he modestly added.
'Some of it!' said the Secretary, slightly laughing. 'Well, I'll tell
you what--this won't do at all;' and he took the unfortunate manuscript
between his thumb and forefinger. 'You had better go home and endeavour
to write something a little better than this. Mind, if it is not
very much better it won't do. And look here; take care that you do it
yourself. If you bring me the writing of any one else, I shall be sure
to detect you. I have not any more time now; as to arithmetic, we'll
examine you in 'some of it' to-morrow.'
So Charley, with a faint heart, went back to his cousin's lodgings and
waited till the two friends had arrived from the Weights and Measures.
The men there made a point of staying up to five o'clock, as is the case
with all model officials, and it was therefore late before he could get
himself properly set to work. But when they did arrive, preparations
for calligraphy were made on a great scale; a volume of Gibbon was taken
down, new quill pens, large and small, and steel pens by various makers
were procured; cream-laid paper was provided, and ruled lines were put
beneath it. And when this was done, Charley was especially cautioned to
copy the spelling as well as the wording.
He worked thus for an hour before dinner, and then for three hours in
the evening, and produced a very legible copy of half a chapter of the
'Decline and Fall.'
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