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In the following pages an attempt has been made to treat Etiquette from a' liberal point of view ; understanding it to mean something more than those conventionalities of manners which are commonly called politeness — to embrace, in fact, the moral culture of the individual, and his relations to his fellows ‘at home’ and ‘abroad.’ Of this wider etiquette, or courtesy, good manners, as generally limited, form merely a part ; and I ^ take it to be a truism that a mah'may be favourably known for ' his polished bearing and graceful address, and yet be deficient } in all the higher qualities which constitute the gentleman. While, _ therefore, the smaller details of behaviour have not been over- looked, the chief purpose of this volume is to lay down the i broad, fundamental principles which should govern our inter- course with society. It begins and ends in the home-circle and in the course of its survey touches almost every situation into which the ordinary business or pleasure of life can compel us. But it everywhere insists upon the practice of generosity, forbearance, self-sacrifice, patience, as the special virtues of the gentleman, or gentlewoman. Anyone can learn to behave decorously at the dinner-table ; anyone can learn how to dis- pose of his hat and cane when he makes a ‘ morning call j anyone can learn to move about in a drawing-room without c treading on the toes of his fellow-guests, or involving some VI PREFACE, choice article of verUi in a disastrous crash : but the difficulty is to learn how to control our temper ; how to treat our equals with impartiality, and our inferiors with affability; how to render our lives pleasant and gracious to ourselves and to others. Only him who accomplishes this, and all that it implies, will the general voice esteem a gentleman, and pro- nounce him : ‘ For courtesy, behaviour, language, And every fair demeanour an example. ’ Only of her whose gifts and graces are harmonised and- com- pleted by the sweet excellence of her conduct and manner will it be said that she worthily bears the title of gentlewoman. It is sometimes asked, For whom are manuals of etiquette intended ? And when we find their pages filled with such in- structions in the minutise of behaviour as one is wont to supply to children, we can scarcely wonder at the question. If it be put in reference to the present book, however, I would reply. For everybody who desires to obtain a general survey of the art (or science) of etiquette, and to refresh his memory with the leading principles of social culture. If I have not failed egregiously in carrying out my design, it will be found as useful by the habitue of the Mayfair drawing-room, as by tlie neophyte who, with beating heart, aspires to soar above the commonplaces of Bloomsbury. It is intended for both sexes and for all ages, as well as for all classes of society; for the quiet middle-class family whose ambition is restricted to an ^ evening party ’ once a year, not less than for the upper-class family whose members are ^presented at court,’ and whose hours are spent in giving or attending matinees, ‘ at homes,’ ‘ five o’clock teas,’ ^ croquet parties,’ and the thousand and one devices by which the industriously idle endeavour to kill time- I believe that its comprehensiveness will be generally admitted, and, therefore, am not without hope that it will be accepted as a guide, a companion, and a censor in all the various scenes PREFACE. vii which make up the drama — so dull in some of its phases, so vivid and stirring in others — of social life. It has been sought to give a character of freshness to some of the following chapters by copious illustrations drawn from literary sources — from poetry and fiction ; nor have I scrupled to point the moral and enforce the caution by the application of anecdote, jest, and parody. A book is nothing if not readable, and readable I have tried to make this book. It is useless for a man to preach if he preach his congregation asleep ; and an author, if the public graciously incline to read his pages, may surely be expected to provide them with amusement. There are some critics who seem to consider that a book upon manners is fair game for their cumbrous raillery. As they contrive to dispense with manners themselves, they fancy that they cannot be in general request. No doubt we are all of us prone to undervalue what is not an acquisition or pos- session of our own, but it will be well for the reader to set against their stereotyped satire the weighty judgment of Edmund Burke, which I have further insisted on in the course of the following pages : ^ Manners,^ he says, ^ are of more importance than laws. Upon them, in a great measure, the laws depend. The law touches us but here and there, now and then,' whereas ‘ manners give their whole form and colour to our lives.' Hence we are all of us interested in their cultivation ; they affect us wherever we are, whatever we do ; we cannot escape from their influence, for it permeates our domestic as well as our social relations. May it not be urged, then, that the writer who essays, however humbly, to formulate and recommend a code of manners deserves well of the commonwealth ? To such, an admiring and grateful country ought surely to award ‘ the civic crown !' THE LOUNGER IN SOCIETY. ANALYTICAL TABLE OF CONTENTS. Preface CHAPTER L AT HOME. ^ A dearer, svv^eeter spot than all the rest.’ James Montgomery. Social Etiquette — Influence of Good Manners — What is a Gentleman? — Definition of John Ford, the Dramatist — Thackeray’s ‘ Colonel Newcome ’ — Tennyson’s ‘ King Arthur ’ — What is a Lady? — Defi- nition by George Chapman — The Subject further considered — Ex- amples of English Gentlewomen — Mary Evelyn — Higher Education of Women and its Influence — Qualifications of a Lady — Words- worth’s sister, Dorothy — Coventry Patmore’s ‘ Angel in the House ’ — Lady Maynard — Described by Bishop Ken — A Noble Gentlewoman of the Seventeenth Century — Etiquette and Culture — Housewifery and its Importance — A Letter of Margaret, Duchess of Newcastle — Value of Method in a Household — How to make Home happy — Richard Brathwait’s excellent advice — Home Happiness promoted by Courtesy — The Virtue of Politeness estimated — Its Potency — Spenser’s Sir Calidore, a mirror of courtesy — Politeness in Trifles ; true Politeness no Trifle— Small Endeavours and their Effect — Politeness a Domestic Duty — Home Happiness promoted by Recreation — In praise of Music — Bishop Beveridge — Music in the Home Circle — Instrumental Music — The Piano recommended — Also the Violin — A Protest against the Cornet — Ungraceful Players — Discretion necessary in the Choice of Pieces to be performed — The Piano as an Instrument for Home use — Leigh Hunt’s Poetical Address to the Pianoforte — Its Advantages touched upon — Singing as an Aid to Home Happiness — Illustration from George Eliot’s ‘ Daniel Deronda’ — Faults committed by A^mateur Singers — On the necessity of Articulating distinctly — Shelley, ‘ To Constantia, Sing- ing’ — Etiquette applicable to Music in the Drawing-room — Furni- ture and Home Decoration as a branch of Home Culture — Good and X CONTENTS. Bad of the ‘ Art at Home ’ Movement — Its Extravagances con- sidered — Excess in the Use of Ornament reprehended — What to avoid — The Cant of yEstheticism — Home Decoration must not over- ride Home Comfort — The Drawing-room — The Dining-room — The Bedrooms — Lady Barker’s Model Bedroom — An Antique Bed- chamber as described by Mrs. Gaskell — Horace Walpole’s Descrip- tion of a Georgian Dinner-party — Economy essential in Home Decoration — Home Culture in the Country — A Love of Rural Plea- sures recommended — Rural Sights and Sounds — A Rural Picture from William Browne’s ‘ Pastorals ’ — Sir Walter Raleigh in praise of the Country — The Study of Nature as a source of Enjoyment — A Rural Picture from William Howitt — The Study of Rural Cus- toms recommended — A Village Feast — The Statute Fair — Life among the English Farmers — Market-day — The English Farmer in 1867 and now — A Dinner in the Country — Pastimes popular in Rural Life — How far they are affected by Rules of Etiquette — Gardening as a means of Recreation and an Exercise — Various kinds of Gardens — Principles on which our Gardens should be arranged — Corisande’s Garden and its Beauties — A Garden Picture from Tennyson’s ‘Gardener’s Daughter’ — Miss Mitford’s Garden — Described in a Letter to Elizabeth Barrett Browning - - i — 55 CHAPTER IL ABROAD. ‘ Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.’ Shakespeare. ‘ ’Tis ever common, That men are merriest when they are from home. ’ Ibid. Society and its Duties — Horace Walpole upon Society — Its Observ- ances must be Complied with — Visiting Cards — ‘ Calls ’ — A few Words in Defence of the Custom — Ladies and Morning Calls — Anecdotes — An Amusing Mistake — Invitations, Form of — Replies, Form of — Receiving Guests ; some Useful Advice — Qualifications of a Hostess — The late Lady Palmerston — A Perfect Host : the late Lord Lansdowne — The Ostentatious Host and Hostess — The Arrival of Guests : how they are to be Received — At a County Ball — Before Dinner: ‘An Awful Pause’ — Washington Irving on Genuine Hospitality — Visiting — Three Kinds, or Classes, of ‘ Calls ’ — Visits of Ceremony — Letters of Introduction — Entering a Draw- ing-room — Shaking Hands: a ‘Fine Art’ — The Wrong Ways of Shaking Hands — Leigh Hunt and Hand-Shaking — Visits of Sym- pathy-Calling on Married Couples — Calling on Families who have sustained a Bereavement — General Calls— Etiquette for Host and Guest — How to I.eave a Room — Introductions, how made, and when — Some General Reflections — Provincial Society — A Grand CONTENTS. XI PAGE Party at Cranford, as described by Mrs. Gaskell — Various kinds of Social Entertainments — Conversaziones, ‘At Homes,’ Receptions — The Etiquette attaching to Conversaziones — Public Conversaziones — Sir Walter Vivian’s, in ‘ The Princess ’ — Afternoon Parties : General Remarks — ‘ Five o’Clock Teas ’ — ‘ Receptions ’ — How they may be made Successful — A Panegyric on Tact — Private Musical Parties — Private Theatricals — Amateur Theatricals in Literature — Miss Austen in ‘ Mansfield Park ’ — Miss Edgeworth in ‘ Patronage ’ — ‘ Zara ’ in the Drawing-room — Advice to Amateur Actors — About Tableaux and Figure Scenes — A Tableau at Windsor Castle — Hints on the Production of Tableaux — ‘The Sleeping Beauty’ as a Ta- bleau’ — ‘ The Magic Mirror ’ — Subjects Suitable for Representation — Acting Charades — How they should be got up — The Elizabethan ‘ Masques ’ — ‘ Five o’Clock Teas’ again — Garden Parties — A Garden Party in ‘Lothair’ — ‘Kettledrums’ — Picnics — Hints for a Cold Collation — The Picturesque side of Picnics — End of the London Season ; arranging Country Visits — Etiquette for Guests at Country Houses ------- ^6 — 109 CHAPTER III. THE PHILOSOPHY OF DINNERS. ‘ Now good digestion wait on appetite. And health on both.’ Shakespeare. Importance of Dinner — Napoleon’s Estimate of it— -Political Oppor- tunities — Royal Academy Dinner — Macaulay’s Account of it — Macaulay’s own Dinners — Days of the First Empire — Baron Bunsen at Windsor — Dining-room — Its Furniture and Appointments — Cheer- fulness, Light, and Comfort — Decoration — Mrs. Gaskell — Flowers and Crystal — Mrs. Loftie — Napkins — Archbishop Whately — Against undue Display — Colonel Hanger’s Dinner to the Prince Regent — Number of Guests — Mrs. Gaskell on Waiting and Mutual Assistance — Its Disadvantages — Forms of Invitation and Reply — Selection of Guests — Pendennis at a Dinner in Paternoster Row — Arrangement of Guests — Particulars of Precedence — Reception of Guests — Places at Table — Old-fashioned Carving — Role of the Hostess — The Menu, or Bill of Fare — Proportion, not Excess — Elegance, not Ostentation — Examples of Bills of Fare, according to number of Guests and Seasons of the Year — Moderation in Wine — Wines and their Order — Wine-drinking, Past and Present — Minute Vulgarisms — Punctu- ality — Further Caveats against Vulgarity — Value of Observation — Conversation at Dinner — Good Conversation demands Good Talking and Good Listening — Dr. Johnson — Suppression and Delicacy in Conversation — Cowper on ‘ Conversation ’ — Topics of Conversa- tion — Lord Beaconsfield's ‘Lothair’ — ^Joining the Ladies — Mrs. Haweis on the Dinner of To-day — Most Dinners are Failures — Guests to be preferred to the Dinner - - - i lo — 1 50 xii CONTENTS, CHAPTER IV. THE BALL. ‘ Y outh and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.’ Byron. ‘ The music, and the banquet, and the wine — The garlands, the rose odours, and the flowers — The sparkling eyes, and flashing ornaments — The white arms and the raven hair — the braids And bracelets ; swan-like bosoms, and the necklace. An India in itself, yet dazzling not The eye like what it circled ; the thin robes. Floating like light clouds ’twixt our gaze and heaven ; The many-twinkling feet so small and sylph -like. . . . All the delusion of the dizzy scene. Its false and true enchantments . . . Art and Nature.’ Ibid, PAGE Bliss of the Ball — Its Drawbacks and Qualifications — Balls and Balls — Luxury and Expense— Form of Invitation — Requisites and Ele- ments of Success — Decorations — Flowers — Method of Lighting — The Floor — Musical Instruments— Distribution of Dances — Ball Scene in ‘ Daniel Deronda ’ — Ball-room Flirtations — Proposals — Engage- ments — The Morning’s Repudiation — Mrs. Barrett Browning — The Refreshment-room — The Supper-room — Its Provisions and Deco- rations — Lines from Keats’s ‘ Eve of St. Agnes ’ — A Roman Supper — Moderation in Dancing — To take Leave, or not to take Leave — General Rules — Lord Byron - - - - 151 — 165 CHAPTER V. THE PHILOSOPHY OF DRESS. ‘ The glass Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves.’ Shakespeare. ‘ Costly the habit as thy purse can buy. But not expressed in fancy ; rich, not gaudy. ’ Ibid. Importance of Dress as a Social Agent — Its Use and Abuse contrasted — A Man’s Dress an Index to his Character — Illustrations — How far we may consult the Caprices of Fashion — Masculine Dress of the present Day — Leigh Hunt’s Invective against ‘ Things as they were ’ — The Philosophy of Dress conveyed in Twenty-two Axioms, amended and adopted from ‘ Pelham ’ — Economy and Consideration in Dress — Our Dress should be Suitable to our Means, Age, and Social CONTENTS. Position — Richard Brathwait on the Becoming — The Etiquette of Dress — Ladies’ Dress : a Mystery — Its various Changes — Mrs. Oli- phant on the Ladies’ Dress of To-day — Principles by which it should be Regulated — Ben Jonson’s Advice — The Grace of Simplicity — Ruskin upon Dress — Robert Herrick upon Dress — On Plarmony of Colouring — The Classification of Colours — Colours, and how they should be Worn — Dress for Dinner Parties — Court Dress for I^adies — Description of Dresses actually Worn in the present Season — At Balls, Weddings, Races, State Concert, Garden Party — A Protest against Exaggeration - . . . . i66 — 187 CHAPTER VI. THE ART OF CONVERSATION. ‘ The study of books is a languishing and feeble motion, that heats not, whereas conference teaches and exercises at once. ... I love stout expressions amongst brave men, and to have them speak as they think.’— Thomas Fuller. Quotation from William Melmoth — Advantages of Interchange of Opinion — Dangers of Intellectual Isolation — Reciprocal Forma- tion of Judgment — General Rules for the Use of Talkers — A Caution against Compliments — Avoid Calumny, Exaggeration, Ill- nature, Misrepresentation — An Anecdote of a Good Listener — Con- versation in Modern Society — An Apology for Ball-room Small Talk — The Art of Talking Platitudes well — Small Talk and very Small Talk — Casting Pearls before Swine is Unprofitable — Hints for Talkers in Miscellaneous Company — Frivolity and Vapidity of Ordinary Conversation — Dean Swift upon Conversation — Talking too Much — Talking of One’s Self — Repeating Old Jokes and Old Stories — Interrupting Others and being Interrupted — The Witty Element of Conversation and Small Talk — The Small Talker and the Dinner Table — Very Small Talk — The Age of the Great Talkers is Past — Luther, Scaliger, Perron, Menage — Lord Bacon as a Talker — Lord Bacon on Conversation — Ben Jonson, Selden, Dr. Johnson — Walpole, Chesterfield, and some other Great Talkers — Sydney Smith and the Charm of his Conversation — A Warning against ‘ Talking Shop ’ — Know when to be Silent — Hannay on the Talk of To-day - - - . . . . 188—209 CHAPTER VII. THE ETIQUETTE OF WEDDINGS. ‘ Marriage is the mother of the world, and preserves kingdoms, and fills cities, and churches, and heaven itself.’ — Bishop Jeremy Taylor. Introductory Remarks — Marriages of Convenience — Tennyson’s ‘ Locksley Hall ’ — Marriages of Affection — A Happy Pair — Advice XIV CONTENTS. to Young Men about to Marry {not PidicNs ) — A Warning against ‘ Love ’ Marriages — And against Marrying without Love — Brathwait on ‘Matching with your Equal’ — Advice to Women on the Choice of a Husband — Sir Richard Steele on Married Life — ‘ Proposing ’ — Hints to Bashful Young Men — Examples from the Novelists of Dif- ferent Ways of Proposing — From ‘Lothair’ — From ‘ Middlemarch ’ — From ‘Ernest Maltravers’ — From ‘Henrietta Temple’ — Quota- tion from Sir Philip Sidney — Engaged — Behaviour of a Betrothed Couple — The Etiquette of Delicacy — The Wedding-day — Bride and Bridesmaids — Etiquette of Weddings — The Procession in the Church — Spenser’s ‘ Epithalamium ’ — After the Service — The Wedding Breakfast — Departure of the Newly-Married — Sir John Suckling’s Ballad of a Wedding — Desirability of a Reform — Old Traditions and Customs still Observed — The Honeymoon — The Bride’s Presents — The Wedding Dress — Description of Dresses actually Worn by Brides and Bridesmaids ----- 210 — 238 CHAPTER VIIL AT COURT. » ‘ Seest thou a man diligent in his business? He shall stand before kings.’ Proverbs xxii. 29. Presentations at Court — How they are to be Obtained — Rules by which they are Governed — Regulations Observed at Levees and Drawing- rooms — The Levee — Court Dress for Gentlemen — Arrival at St. James’s — Scene in the State Apartments — Admission to the Presence — A Striking Pageant — A Digression upon Beards — A Blaze of Uniforms — Variety of Costumes — End of the Levee — Description of a Levee — Privileges Enjoyed by Persons who have been Presented — Drawing-rooms — Ceremony Observed on these Occasions — Ladies’ Dress at a Drawing-room — Description of a Drawing- room — Advice to Ladies attending Drawing-rooms — Drawing- rooms at Dublin Castle — A Miniature Court and an Interesting Spectacle — A State Ball at Dublin Castle - - - 239 — 257 CHAPTER IX. HINTS ABOUT TITLES. ‘ The rank is but the guinea’s stamp, The man’s the gowd for a’ that.’ Rober.t Burns. How to Address Persons of Title in Conversation — Titles by Virtue of Inheritance and Titles of Courtesy — How to Address Persons of Title by Letter — Forms of Superscription and Signature - 258 — 262 CONTENTS. XV CHAPTER X. A HEALTHY LIFE. ‘ Our bodies are our gardens, to whicli our wills are gardeners. ’ Shakespeare. ‘ Orandum est, ut sit mens sana in corpore sano.’ Juvenal. ‘ Crown’d A happy life with a fair death.’ . Tennyson. The Cultivation of the Body not less a Duty than Intellectual Cultivation — Young Men and Young Women : Their Faults and Follies — A Homily upon Cleanliness — Its Value is Admitted, but it is not suffi- ciently carried out — Baths and Bathing — Hot, Tepid, and Cold Baths — The Teeth — Tooth Powders and Tooth Washes — The Hair — Brown, Black, and Blonde Flair — The Poets and the Tresses of their Heroines — Spenser, Dryden, Byron, Tennyson — Cleansing and Strengthening the Hair — Remarks upon Hair Dyes and Washes — A Few Approved Recipes — The Breath and the Teeth — The Eyes — On the Preservation of the Sight — White Hands — The Nails — Belinda’s Toilet : A Thing to be Avoided — On the Care of One’s Personal Appearance — The Feet — Exercise ; Its Therapeutic Effect — Various Forms of Exercise — Walking the Best Form of Exercise — Open-air Exercise : How to be Regulated — Other Forms of Exercise Considered — Dancing — Riding — Etiquette of Riding — Hunting — Three Classes of Exercise, and their Various Objects — The Abuse of Exercise Reprehended — It must be kept within Reasonable Limits — Mental Culture not to be Neglected — Combined Cultivation of Mind and Body makes the True Gentleman — Character of a Gentleman — The Close of Life — Funerals — Etiquette of Mourning — Friends and their Expressions of Sympathy — Periods of Mourning ------- 263 — 289 CHAPTER XI. TWO CENTURIES OF MAXIMS UPON MANNERS. ‘Manners {mores) or merit makythman.’ William of Wykeham. Introductions — Letters of Introduction — Introductions to Ladies — Introductions at Dinners and at Morning Calls — Bowing and Hand- shaking — Good Manners a Rare Gift — Their Popularity — Morning Calls — Whom to Congratulate — Exclusiveness of Married Life — Cards not to be Sent by Post — Precedence — Punctuality — Etiquette of Dinners — Adaptability— Use of Knives, Forks, and Spoons — Covers — Moderation in Wine — Grace — Proper Distribution of Wines XVI CONTENTS. — Limitations of Smoking — Dressing Well — Hats, Boots, and. Gloves — Harmony of Colours — Listening to Music — Singing — Forgetful- ness of Self— Douglas Jerrold on Etiquette — Gentility a Mental Quality — Stillingfleet on Politeness — How to Dance — Peace in the Ballroom — Favourite Dances — Conduct in Intervals of Dancing — Invitations to Balls — Reception of Guests — Royal Guests — Duty of Dancing — Supper — Gratuities — State Balls — Ethics of Good Manners ■ — Stiffness — Compliments — Proportion in Expenditure and in Gifts — Wit — Good Temper — Ostentation — Attention to Fiancees and to Brides — Cockades — Driving with Ladies — Friendships — Slang — Silence is Golden — Calls — Correspondence — Monograms and Crests — Chaperones and their Duties — Dispensing with Ceremony — Reality — Favours — Conviction of Mistakes — Equality of Guests — Colonel Llanger — Gossip — Secrets— Intrusion of Infirmities — Conversation — Speaking of One’s Self and of Others — Discretion and Agreeableness of Speech — Selection of Topics and Treatment — Self-respect — Servility — Science of ‘Bowing’ — Rules of the Road — Entering a Room — Arrogance — Self-consciousness - - - 290 — 312 CHAPTER XII. THE HOUSEHOLD. ‘ He will command his children and his household.’ ‘ She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. ’ ‘Who then is a faithful and wise servant, whom his lord hath made ruler over his household ?’ The Happiness of a Household Dependent on the Relations between Master and Servant — The Present Race of Servants Defended — Servants are what their Masters make them — Servants in the Olden Time no Better than their Successors — Duties of an Employer — Good and Bad Masters — Necessity of Courtesy in Dealing with Servants — The importance of setting a Good Example — Remarks on Employers and Employed from a General Point of View — Functions of Different Servants Glanced at — Each Servant should have his or her Distinct Work — Sir Arthur Helps on the Art of Living with Inferiors — Method Essential to a Well-ordered Household — Punctuality — Anecdote of Beau Brummell — A Homily on Economy — A Protest Against Keeping up Appearances — Social Ambition : Its Good and Bad Side — Failures in Life, and their Causes — Need of a Better Understanding between Classes — Why this Better Understanding does not Exist — Superior and Inferior — Our Influence on One Another — Want of Courtesy on the part of the ‘ Higher Orders’ — Want of Self-respect on the part of the ‘Lower’ — Emerson’s Fable, and its Application — Influence of a Well-ordered Household on Society — Value of Etiquette as an Agent of Social Reform 313 — 325 Index ■ 327— 334 THE GLASS OF FASHION. CHAPTER I. AT HOME, ‘ A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest.’ James Montgomery. Social Etiquette — Influence of Good Manners — What is a Gentleman ? — Definition of John Ford, the Dramatist — Thackeray’s ‘ Colonel New- come ’ — Tennyson’s ‘ King Arthur ’ — What is a Lady ? — Definition by George Chapman — The Subject further considered — Examples of English Gentlewomen — Mary Evelyn — Higher Education of Women and its Influence — Qualifications of a Lady — Wordsworth’s sister, Dorothy — Coventry Patmore’s ‘ Angel in the House ’ — Lady Maynard • — Described by Bishop Ken — A Noble Gentlewoman of the Seventeenth Century — Etiquette and Culture— Housewifery and its Importance — A Letter of Margaret, Duchess of Newcastle — Value of Method in a Household — How to make Home happy — Richard Brathwait’s excellent Advice — Home Happiness promoted by Courtesy — TheVirtue of Polite- ness estimated— Its Potency— Spenser’s Sir Calidore, a mirror of courtesy —Politeness in Trifles ; true Politeness no Trifle— Small endeavours and their Effect- Politeness a Domestic Duty— Home Happiness promoted by Recreation — In praise of Music — Bishop Beveridge — Music in the Home Circle — Instrumental Music — The Piano recommended— Also the Violin — A Protest against the Cornet — Ungraceful Players — Discre- tion necessary in the Choice of Pieces to be'performed — The Piano as an Instrument for Home use — Leigh Hunt’s Poetical Address to the Piano- forte — Its Advantages touched upon — Singing as an Aid to Home Happiness — Illustration from George Eliot’s ‘Daniel Deronda ’—Faults committed by Amateur Singers — On the Necessity of Articulating dis- tinctly — Shelley, ‘ To Constantia, Singing ’ — Etiquette applicable to Music in the Drawing-room — Furniture and Home Decoration as a branch of Home Culture — Good and Bad of the ‘ Art at Home ’ Move- ment — Its Extravagances considered — Excess in the Use of Ornament I 2 ETIQUETTE TO BEGIN AT NOME. reprehended — What to avoid — The Cant of ^stheticism — Home Decoration mnst not override Home Comfort — The Drawing-room — The Dining-room — The Bedrooms — Lady Barker’s Model Bedroom — An Antique Bedchamber as described by Mrs. Cask ell — Horace Wal- pole’s Description of a Georgian Dinner-party — Economy essential in Home Decoration — Home Culture in the Country — A Love of Rural Pleasures recommended — Rural Sights and Sounds — A Rural Picture from William Browne’s ‘ Pastorals ’ — Sir Walter Raleigh in praise of the Country — The Study of Nature as a source of Enjoyment— A Rural Picture from William Howitt — The Study of Rural Customs recom- mended — A Village Feast — The Statute Fair — Life among the English Farmers — Market-day — The English Farmer in 1867 and now— A Dinner in the Country — Pastimes popular in Rural Life — How far they are affected by Rules of Etiquette — Gardening as a means of Recreation and an Exercise — Various kinds of Gardens — Principles on which our Gardens should be arranged — Corisande’s Garden and its Beauties — A Garden Picture from Tennyson’s ‘Gardener’s Daughter’ — Miss Mit- ford’s Garden — Described in a Letter to Elizabeth Barrett Browning. PROPOSE to write a book upon social etiquette. I do not know whether on this subject I shall be able to say much that is startlingly new, for the main principles of courtesy are only slightly variable ; but it will be my aim to lay down only what is true and permanent in principle, and to show its present application in such details and instances as are accepted and observed in good society, in whatever sphere of life the same may be found. Prac- tices and observances change within the limits of principles, which either do not alter at all, or alter very little ; it is the accidental expression of the latter which is subject more or less to novelties and reproductions. Especially is this the case in the fashions and adaptations to which the art and practice of dress are liable ; and it naturally follows that what I have to say about dress will be at once the most novel and the most transitory. I have observed that in most books upon etiquette, the writers begin and end abroad, instead of beginning at home ; as if, some- how or other, the sphere of home was not included within the sphere of etiquette, and those wonderful laws of behaviour, those codes of manners which they love to formulate, applied only to our sayings and doings at our neighbour’s, and had no value or applicability cAez notes. Now, it is my intention to start at home, because I believe that the happiness of home may be largely promoted by a nice attention to manners. And here let me premise that etiquette, with me, will take a wide range, and embrace much more than those particularities as to the ' MANNERS DEFINED, 3 way in which we disport ourselves at table or in the ball-room, in the salon or at the levee, to which it is usually confined. I take it to mean our rule of conduct in all the minor morals of life. What Burke says of manners conveys nearly my idea of social etiquette : — ‘ Manners are of more importance than laws. Upon these, in a great measure, the laws depend. The law teaches us but here and there, now and then. Manners are what vex or soothe, corrupt or purify, exalt or debase, barbarise or refine us, by a constant, steady, uniform, insensible operation, like that of the air we breathe in. They give their whole form and colour to our lives. According to their quality, they aid morals, they supply laws, or they totally destroy them.’ And such being my estimate of etiquette or manners, it follows that my notion of what constitutes the ‘ lady ’ or the ‘ gentleman ' is not exactly the common one. I have met with ladies and gentlemen in a very low rank of life indeed ; well-mannered men and women, with a true instinct of refinement, with an exquisite power of sensibility and sympathy, and a vivid appre- ciation of the becoming — well-mannered men and women who owed their ^ sweetness and light ’ to purity of heart and amiableness of temper, their grace of motion and propriety of demeanour to a natural faculty. I have met with persons leading successfully a ‘gentle life' under conditions apparently the most unfavourable. It will be as well for us to begin, then, with a definition of ‘ lady ’ and ‘ gentleman ’ from the point of view that will be taken in this book. To formulate that definition in negatives would be easy. As, for instance, we may say that a true gentleman does not soil his conscience with falsehoods, does not waste his time upon sensual indulgence, does not endeavour to make the worse appear the better reason, does not ridicule sacred sub- jects, does not wilfully give cause of offence to any, does not seek to overreach his neighbour, does not forget the respect due to womanhood or old age, the feeble or the poor. And so, too, the true lady does not condescend to scandal or gossip, does not profane her lips with ‘slang’ words, does not yield to outbursts of temper, does not sacrifice modesty to fashion, does not turn a deaf ear to the voice of distress. But to speak affirmatively ; a gentleman is one whose aims are generous, whose trust is constant, whose word is never broken, whose honour is never stained, who is as brave as gentle, and as 1—2 4 A TRUE GENTIEMART, honest as wise, who wrongs no one by word or deed, and devotes and embellishes life by nobility of thought, depth of feeling, and grace of manner : Shakespeare’s Ferdinand, with the air of Mercutio, the manliness of Edgar, the passion of Romeo, and the constancy of Orlando. Says the elder Lord Shaftesbury ‘ The taste of beauty, and the relish of what is decent, just, and amiable, perfects the character of the gentle- man.’ And of such an one we may say with John Ford : — ‘ I read no difference between this huge, This monstrous big word, lord, and gentleman, More than their title sounds. For aught I know The latter is as noble as the first, I’m sure more ancient.’ Thackeray has drawn a very admirable gentleman, except that his simplicity is excessive, in his Colonel Newcome;* Lord Lytton, in his Sir Sedley Beaudesert, though he has his moral defects.t I prefer, however, Pisistratus Caxton himself, { * ‘ “ By George, Tom Newcome,” said Baines, “ you’re just one of the saints of the earth. If all men were like you there’d be an end of both our trades ; there would be no fighting, and no soldiering, no rogues, and no magistrates to watch them.” .... That kindness which lights up the Colonel’s eyes, gives an expression to the very wrinkles round about them, shines as a halo round his face, what artist can paint it ?’ — The Newcomes. t ‘ If Sir Sedley Beaudesert had but been an egotist, he had been the happiest of men. But, unfortunately for him, he was singularly amiable and kind-hearted. He had the bonne digestion, but not the other requisite for worldly felicity — the manvais coeur . . Indolent as he was, he had contrived to open an extraordinary number of drains on his wealth. First, as a landed proprietor, there was no end to applications from distressed farmers, aged poor, benefit societies, and poachers he had thrown out of employment by giving up his preserves to please his tenants. Next, as a man of pleasure, the whole race of womankind had legitimate demands on him. From a distressed duchess, whose picture lay perdu under a secret spring of his snuff- box, to a decayed laundress, to whom he might have paid a compliment on the perfect involutions of a frill. It was quite sufficient to be a daughter of Eve to establish a just claim on Sir Sedley’s inheritance from Adam. Again, as an amateur of art, and a respectful servant of every muse, all whom the public had failed to patronise — painter, actor, poet, musician — turned, like dying sunflowers to the sun, towards the pitying smile of Sir Sedley Beau- desert. . . Sir Sedley never made debts, and he never gambled. . . He had but to speak, to smile, in order to throw a whole cohort of dandies into the shade. It was the expression of his countenance that was so bewitching ; there was something so kindly in its easy candour, its benign good-nature.’ — The Caxtons, J The character of Pisistratus is developed, autobiographically, in ‘ The Caxtons ’ with a good deal of skill, and the reader is attracted by his prudence, honesty, manliness, independence, generosity, and love of truth. VARIOUS TYPES OF THE IDEAL GENTLEMAN. who, in a very delicate conjuncture, acts ‘ like a gentleman/ George Eliot has given us a gentleman siii generis in Felix Holty'^ Lord Beaconsfield, in Ferdinand Armine.t The reader, studying these various types, may be able out of them to construct the ideal gentleman. Tennyson’s King Arthur reaches, I think, ^the top of our ideal,’ though captious critics pronounce him priggish, and I am free to confess I should like him better if he had shown a little more temper towards that ill-regulated queen of his, the frail Guenivere. But at least he illustrates the poet’s own text, that ‘ Manners are not idle, but the fruit Of loyal nature, and of noble mind.’ And this kingly knight, this knightly king, seems to me to set forth the principal conditions of the type of a true gentleman, when he requires of his knights — ‘ To break the heathen and uphold the Christ, To ride abroad, redressing human wrongs, To speak no slander, no, nor listen to it. To honour his own word as if his God’s, To lead sweet lives in purest chastity. To love one maiden only, cleave to her. And worship her by years of noble deeds.’ As for the true lady, she will be, of necessity, the counter- part of the true gentleman : pure, refined, generous, sweet of temper, gentle of speech, truthful to her heart’s core, shunning the very shadow of evil, instant in well-doing, with the enthusiasm of a Joan of Arc, the exquisite innocence of an Imogen, the devotion of a Desdemona, the frank gaiety of a Rosalind, the 'Felix Holt, the Radical.’ t ‘Young, lively, kind, accomplished, good-looking, and well-made, Ferdinand Armine had in him all the elements of popularity. . . He was not only popular, but proud of being popular. Fie was popular with the governor, he was popular with his colonel, he was popular with his men, he was popular throughout the garrison. Never was a person so popular as Ferdinand Armine. He was the best rider among them, and the deadliest shot ; and he soon became an oracle at the billiard-table, and a hero in the racket-court. His refined education, however, fortunately preserved him from the fate of many other lively youths : he did not degenerate into a mere hero of sports and brawls, the genius of male revels, the arbiter of roistering suppers, and the Comus of a club. His boyish feelings having had their play ... he returned to his books, his music, and his pencil. He became more quiet, but he was not less liked.’ — He7irietta Temple. 6 A TRUE LADY. boundless impassionateness of a St. Theresa. I find her character fairly presented by the old poet, George Chapman : ‘ Noble she is by birth.’ This, however, is not an indispensable quality, and, as a matter of fact, nobility of birth has long ceased to carry with it as a natural corollary nobility of life — ‘ Made good by virtue, Exceeding fair, and her behaviour to it Is like a singular musician To a sweet instrument, or else as doctrine Is to the soul, that puts it into act. And prints it full of admirable forms. Without which ’twere an empty, idle flame. Her eminent judgment to dispose those parts Sits on her brow, and holds a silver sceptre, With which she keeps time to the several musics Placed in the sacred concert of her beauties ; Love’s complete armoury is managed in her To stir affection, and the discipline To check and to affright it from attempting Any attaint might disproportion her, Or make her graces less than circular ; Yet even her carriage is as far from coyness As from immodesty ; in j^lay, in dancing, In suffering courtship, in requiting kindness. In use of places, hours, and companies. Free as the sun, and nothing more corrupted ; As circumspect as Cynthia in her vows. And constant as the centre to observe them ; Truthful and bounteous, never fierce or dull ; In all her courses ever at the full.’ This I take to be the portrait of a true lady — a true woman — such as a father would wish his daughter, such as a lover believes his chosen maiden, to be. To such an one the grace of fine manners would come naturally, as the necessary outcome of all her admirable qualities of mind and heart. In the home she adorned her presence would be as constant sun- shine ; discord would flee before her ; her smile would subdue the rebellious, her voice would persuade the obstinate, her example would be to all an inspiration. It would be an em- bodiment of courtesy, and her life would recommend it to others. ^In her tongue,’ says Solomon, when speaking of a perfect woman, ‘ is the law of kindness / and it would be not only in her tongue, but in her heart. Of all such beauteous creatures — thank God, they are not scarce in English homes ! — HER CHARACTERISTICS, 7 it may be said, as George Eliot says of her heroine Dorothea, that the effect of their being on those around them is ‘incalculably diffusive ; for the improvement of the world depends on acts of which history takes no note ; and that things are not so ill with us as they might have been is in no small degree owing to the number of English ladies who, after living faithfully a noble and devoted life, now sleep in unrecorded graves. Sympa- thetic with their equals, gracefully deferential towards their superiors, considerate and genial towards their inferiors, they minister by a thousand words and deeds to the happiness of the circles of which they are the centres, and all who know them are, insensibly perhaps, the better for their lives. ‘ A high-bred English lady,^ says Thackeray, ‘ is the most complete of all Heaven’s subjects in this world. In whom else do you see so much grace and so much virtue, so much faith and so much tenderness, with such a perfect refinement and chastity ?’ And by high-bred ladies, he adds, he does not mean duchesses and countesses, who are not always or necessarily ladies. Be they ever so high in station, however, they can be no more. ‘ But almost every man,’ he says, ‘ who lives in the world has the happiness, let us hope, of counting a few such persons amongst his circle of acquaintances — women in whose angelical natures there is something awful, as well as beautiful, to contemplate ; at whose feet the wildest and fiercest of us must fall down and humble ourselves in admiration of that adorable purity which never seems to do or to think wrong.’ It was said of a certain Lady Elizabeth Hastings, that to have loved her was a liberal education ; just as of some other women, devoted to purposes of religion and philanthropy, it may be said that sympathetically to have known them is to have received a Christian education. Such as these are true women, true ladies, though differing in the nature of their in- fluence and the sphere of their activity. Evelyn, the diarist, and the author of ‘ Sylva,’ sketches in his daughter Mary a gentlewoman of the purest, loftiest kind. The justness of her stature, person, comeliness of countenance, and gracefulness of motion, were theleastof her ornaments, compared with her mental gifts. Of early piety, sincerely but not ostentatiously religious, spending a portion of every day in private devotion, reading, and religious exercises, she showed that a devout life is neither an unhappy nor an ungraceful one. She had studied and THR HIGHER COURTESY. mastered many works of history and geography. The French tongue was as familiar to her as English ; she understood Italian, and could render ^ laudable account ’ of what she had observed, in which she was assisted by a faithful memory and quick intelligence: Her knowledge of music was sound ; and she sang with taste and refinement. No one could read verse or prose better or with more judgment — a great accomplishment in woman; and as she read so she wrote, not only with accu- racy but with elegance. These intellectual gifts and graces were as nothing, however, compared with the qualities that adorned her soul. Most dutiful was she to her parents, most loving to her sisters ; and she sweetened the home-life by the cheerfulness and agreeableness of her humour. Condescending to the meanest servant in the family, or others, she maintained respect without the least pride. She would often read to them, examine, instruct, and pray with them if they were sick, so as she was exceedingly beloved of everybody. It is impossible to regard without interest and satisfaction the movement on behalf of the higher education of women that has of late years attained to such very considerable proportions; But while this movement will give us a race of educated women, of cultured women not unfitted to contend with men in the intellectual arena, we must not conclude that it will convert them into ladies. As a rule, education brings with it a certain refinement of taste, perhaps even a certain refinement of manner; but to make up the higher courtesy something more is wanted than taste and politeness. There must be good temper — not the good temper arising from indifference or indolence, but that which is due to a thoughtful observance of one's duties towards one's fellows. There must be sympathy — sympathy which is the golden chain that links hearts and souls together in a permanent and intimate alliance. There must be generosity — a readiness to make allowance for faults and foibles, and a willingness to put the best construction on all that is said and done by those with whom we are brought in contact. Good temper, sym- pathy, generosity — these are the three pillars which support the radiant fabric of a noble and elevated courtesy. But its crown and capital must be purity — the highest, the most stainless purity, like that of the snow fresh fallen on the mountain-top, before even the wind has ruffled it, or the sunshine touched its virginity — purity of thought and feeling, lighting up and con- THE ANGEL IN THE HOUSE, 9 secrating the soul. So it was said by Coleridge of the poet Wordsworth’s sister, Dorothy : — ‘ In every motion her innocent soul outbeamed so brightly that who saw her would say, Guilt was a thing impossible with her.” ’ And so Coventry Patmore sings of his Angel in the House : — ‘ In mind and manners how discreet, How artless in her very art ; How candid in discourse : how sweet The concord of her lips and heart. How simple, and how circumspect ; How subtle, and how fancy-free ; Though sacred to her love, how decked With unexclusive courtesy.’ Few of my readers, I suppose, will have met with Bishop Ken’s funeral sermon on Lady Maynard. It contains, how- ever, a very fine portrait of a genuine, noble, tender gentle- woman, which may be studied with much advantage. So dutiful was she as a child, that her mother was able to say that in no one instance had she ever offended her. I fear that the reverence once paid by children to their parents has disap- peared with other customs and habits of the past we could spare much better ; yet without that reverence no household can be well-ordered, and no household that is not well-ordered can be happy. For nine years of her life Lady Margaret was exposed to the trials and temptations of Society, but they were powerless against her ; she more than conquered the world — she triumphed over it. While leading no ascetic or morose life, she disdained all merely frivolous amusements ; and no empty pomps could occupy that serene soul, whose satisfaction was found in the service of God, and whose recreation it was to do good and to seek the happiness of others. ‘We are to seek for comfort and joy,’ she would say, ‘from God’s ordinances, and not to take the usual course of the world, to drive away melan- choly by exposing ourselves to temptation.’ At peace with God, with her own conscience, with all the world, she was so little given to talk about herself, and was so careful to conceal the activity of her benevolence, that it did not appear at first sight. Yet, after a time, her virtues would break out, whether she would or no. Like Moses, her face shone, and she knew not of it. Her countenance was always placid rather than cheerful. Her conversation was even and serious, yet easy and affable. LAi))^ MARGARET MAYNARD. to Her interpretations of what others said and did were always conceived in a candid and charitable spirit. Out of humour she could not be ; and she remembered the Scriptural injunc- tion, ‘ Be angry and sin not.’ She was never heard to give an ill character, to pass a hard censure, to speak an idle word* For small talk she had as little liking as for scandal; she ‘ opened her mouth in wisdom, and in her tongue was the law of kindness.’ Her reproofs were grave and just, but tempered with mildness. To the afflicted she administered consolation from her own manifold experience of the Divine goodness ; for she behaved with so condoling a tenderness, that she seemed to take the burden of their anguish upon herself. For all in misery her sympathy was prompt. Besides her private alms, which were so bestowed that her left hand knew not what her right hand gave, she was a ‘ common patroness’ to the poor and needy, and a common physician to her sick neighbours. Often would she with her own hands dress their most loathsome sores, and sometimes keep them in her family, where she gave them both diet and lodging till they were cured. She would then clothe them, and send them home to give God thanks for their recovery. If they died, her charity accom- panied them sometimes to the very grave, and she took care even of their burial. In her family she united Martha and Mary together. While assiduously attentive to her domestic duties, she did not neglect ^ the better part.’ The business of every day she managed with a wise frugality, with a constant deference to God’s merciful providence, and with entire freedom from either covetous fears or restless anxiety. She lovingly endeavoured to make all who attended her more God’s servants than her own, and treated them with meekness, indulgence, and condescension, like one who was always mindful that she too had a Master in heaven. Her frequent employment in such hours as she could properly spare to herself was prayer and praise. She had devotions suited to all the primitive hours of prayer, for which she had transcribed many excellent forms out of several authors. With David (and like Bishop Andrewes) she praised God seven times a day, or supplied the want of these solemn hours by a kind of perpetuity of ejaculations, which she had ready to answer all occasions, and to fill up all vacant intervals. And if she chanced to be wakeful in the night, she was never unprovided with proper THE IDEAL OE A TRUE LADY, n prayers. ‘Thus did this gracious soul, having been enkindled by fire from heaven in her baptism, live a continual sacrifice, and kept the fire always burning, always in ascension, always aspiring towards heaven, from whence it fell.’ To prayer she added meditation and study of the Holy Scriptures and of other serious and devout books, in which she spent most of her time. Her religion was not grounded on the indifference of an unceasing faith, or imbibed from education only, but proceeded from intelligent conviction, after careful study dire'cted by God’s Holy Spirit, whose guidance she daily invoked. Her choice was made — it rested immovable as a rock ; and so well satisfied was she in the Catholic Faith as professed and set forth by the Church of England, that to the strictness of a primitive saint she joined, we may believe, the resolution of a martyr. In an age when the generality of the nation were like children, tossed to and fro with every wind of doctrine, she clung steadfastly to the Communion of the Church of England. When the priests and services of God were driven into corners, she daily resorted, in spite of every difficulty, to the public prayers. Nor did her zeal, stimulated by opposition into energy, grow faint and languid in the hour of prosperity. Morning and evening she offered up to God the public offices, and when she was not able to go to the House of Prayer she had them read to her in her chamber. Her devotions were enlarged on the fasts and festivals of the Church, but especially on the Lord’s Day, the hours of which she divided between the church and her closet. She never failed, when opportunity offered, to approach the Holy Altar. When she returned home, she called to mind and wrote down from memory abstracts of the sermons she heard in church, that she might be not only a hearer of the Word, but a doer also. To her husband she was the immediate gift of God, sent by propitious heaven, for a good angel, as well as for a wife. As a mother, she evinced an unspeakable tenderness and loving thoughtfulness towards her children. The servants respected her, and her friends loved her. Such was Lady Maynard, a woman of the seventeeth cen- tury. I set her at full length before my readers, not because any one of them will fulfil their duties in exactly the same manner, or act upon the same views of life ; but because I am 12 AJV INDIFFERENT HOUSEWIFE, persuaded that the nearer they approach to her example, the nearer will they approach to the ideal of a true lady. I offer it as a contrast, moreover, to the example of too many women of the present day in the higher social circles, who seem to regard life as made up of levities, and whose chief cares seem to be the out-vying one another in a luxuriousness of dress, which often touches on the very verge of indecorum, the exhibition of themselves in a strange variety of photographic representations, and the feverish pursuit of the lower and meaner kinds of pleasure. Women of fashion pay more heed to the requirements of etiquette than the conditions of culture ; but the true gentle- woman will neglect neither. And while studying the art of good breeding, and cultivating her mind and taste with assiduity, she will not be unobservant of the responsibilities of the household-manager. She will know how completely the happiness of home depends on her orderliness, her method, her punctuality, her preservation of a firm but gentle rule. The lady will not forget that she should also be the housewife. The famous Duchess of Newcastle, who w^as so conspicuous a figure among the ladies of the Court of the Restoration, who wrote ‘ The World's Olio ' and ‘ Philosophic Fancies,^ flirted with men of science, and disported herself in all the bravery and pageantry of rank and wealth, but ‘ understood the keeping of sheep and ordering of a grange indifferently well,' has left on record a lively sketch of what she conceived to have been her educational deficiencies. ‘ My thoughts,' she writes, ‘although not my actions, have been so busily employed about house- wifery these three or four days, as I could think of nothing else.' Having heard her neighbours say that her waiting-maids were spoiled with idleness, she resolved to set them an example of industry, and personally superintend their work. Therefore, she writes : — ‘ I sent for the governess of my house, and bid her give orders to have flax and wheels bought, for I wish my maids would sit and spin. ‘ The governess, hearing me say so, smiled to think what uneven threads I would spin. “For," said she, “though nature has made you a spinster in poetry, yet education has not made you a spinster in housewifery, and you will spoil more flax than get cloth for your spinning." ‘ Then I bid her leave me to consider of some other work METHOD IN HOUSEHOLD WORK. 13 and, when I was by myself alone, I called into my mind several sorts of wrought works, most of which, though I had will, yet I had no skill to work ; for which I did inwardly com- plain of my education, that my mother did not force me to work with a needle. At last I pitched upon making silk flowers, for I did remember when I was a girl I saw my sisters make silk flowers, and I had made some, although ill-favouredly ; whereupon I sent for the governess of my house again, and told her that I would have her buy several coloured silks, for I was resolved to employ my time in making silk flowers. She told me she would obey my commands, but, said she, Madam, neither you, nor any that serves you, can do them so well as those who make it their trade ; neither can you make them so cheap as they will sell them out of their shops, where- fore you had better buy these toys, if you desire them.’^ ‘ Then I told her I would preserve, for it was summer-time, and the fruit fresh and ripe upon the trees. She asked me for whom I would preserve, for I seldom did eat sweetmeats my- self, nor made banquets for strangers, unless I meant to feed my household servants with them. ‘‘ Besides,’’ said she, you may keep half a score of servants with the money that is laid out in sugar and coals, which go to the preserving only of a few sweetmeats.” ’ The duchess’s little narrative may be accepted as a warning against the folly of undertaking work that is specially a servant’s, or work that is superfluous and expensive ; but it remains a fact that to the comfort of home the direct and constant supervision of the mistress is essential. And it is part of a lady’s duty to give that supervision. Method is the oil that makes the wheels of the domestic machine run easily. The master and mistress of a house who desire order, and the tranquillity that comes of order, must insist on the application of method to every branch and depart- ment of the household work. To be well done, a thing must be done at the proper time and in the proper way. There must be a time and a place for everything; and everything must be in its proper time and place. Nothing is more fatal to home- comfort than the habit of dawdling, of lingering over a little task in a desultory and indolent spirit, of going from one bit of work to another, and finishing neither. Example is better than precept; and if the rulers of the household display a 14 TRIVIAL WORRITS AND HOW TO TREAT THEM, vigorously active spirit, all who serve under them will be animated by it. So much of our lives is spent at home that everybody is interested in making and keeping home happy. Among the indispensable elements of this happiness will be found not only good temper, and method, and industry, but a disposition to temperate enjoyment. Some persons ensure their own misery and the misery of others by the inordinate prominence they give to trivial worries — the fly in the ointment, the flaw in the sheet of glass — magnifying them until they assume a bulk which seems to shut out everything else from their gaze. So irritable and apprehensive is their temperament, and so great is their want of self-control, that the smallest crosses affect them profoundly ; their sensitive skin feels a pin-prick as keenly as if it were a spear- thrust. Persons thus constituted inflict upon themselves an almost incalculable amount of misery ; misery not ^the less real because it is not justified by any actual con- dition of things, but originates in supersensitiveness and timidity, or in vanity and overweening self-conscicusness. I have known a man worried all day by a crease in his coat, and a woman by the discovery that her cook had followers. Heaven help the poor wretches who thus clothe themselves in hair-shirts of their own making, and persist in travelling about with the peas in their shoes unboiled ! Why not treat these petty vexations with cool indifference, so that they may cease to have the power to annoy you ? Why devote yourselves to lamentations, doleful as those of Jeremiah, and microscopic annoyances which it is easy to keep under-foot? Put your heel upon them, and have done with them, but do not lift your heel until they no longer have the power to wound you. Is it a bluebottle that buzzes in your ear ? Brush it aside, my friend, and don’t fret yourself into a belief that you are haunted by some winged monster ! Excellent is the advice given by Richard Brathwait to ladies who have to lead their households by their example, and govern them by their wise words : — ^ Let not an action proceed from you,’ he says, ‘ which is not exemplary good. Those that are followers of your persons, will be followers likewise of your lives. You may wean them from vice, win them to virtue, and make them your constant followers in the serious practice of piety. Let your virtues clothe them within, as their veils do THE PHILOSOPHY OF FINE MANNERS. 15 without. They deserve not their wage who desist from imitating you in actions of worth. Your private family is a familiar nursery; plants of all sorts are there bestowed. Cheer and cherish those that be tender ; but curb and correct those of wilder temper. Free and fruitful scions cannot be improved till the luxurious branches be pruned. But above all things take especial care that those vices spread not in you, which are censured by you. You are sovereignesses in your families ; neither extend your hand too much to rigour, neither contract it by showing too much remissness. Let neither virtue pass unrewarded, nor vice, if it grow domineering, pass un- reproved.' At home, as abroad, what we should specially cultivate is — manners. An accomplished person is, unquestionably, a social boon ; we are all indebted to, and learn to take an inte- rest in, a person who plays well, sings well, draws well, or dances well : who thus contributes to everybody’s enjoyment. But a fine-mannered person is even of greater benefit to the domestic or the social circle. His influence makes the wheels of the machine move so much more easily ; we are uncon- sciously affected by his example, and learn from him (or her) to speak more gently, to behave to one another with greater forbearance, to evince a greater readiness to oblige one another. Our comfort in life depends very much upon trifles. We can’t sleep well if the feathers in our pillow are collected in little heaps. The gravy is spoiled if a cinder fall into it. A smoky chimney will disorganise a household for the week. Now, the philosophy of fine manners is based on attention to trifles, such trifles as manuals of etiquette set forth with so much elaboration ; and hence its importance to the general well- being. If George slam the door as he leaves the room, or Kate give a pettish answer to Florence’s question, the family peace may be disturbed for the rest of the day. It is an unfor- tunate fact that many of us put off our manners as we put off our boots, on the threshold of home, and seem to imagine that politeness is not for ‘consumption on the premises.’ You may hear a brother reply to his sister in a tone which if used towards Neaera, would ensure his speedy dismissal, and a sister often snaps and snarls at her brother with an acerbity which she would shrink from betraying in conversation with a stranger. But courtesy is not like a dress-suit, to be worn only on 1 6 DEFINITION OF TRUE POLITENESS. ^company occasions.’ It ought to be the motive principle of all our conduct, ought to enter into every part of our daily life. It should be as natural to us as our speech or sight. For though it is greatly concerned with trifles, it is upon no trifle that it takes its stand ; the law that supports, and cherishes, and controls it was laid down by a Divine law-giver : ‘ Do unto others as you would that others should do unto you.’ This is the whole secret of good manners. In these few words is comprehended the whole code of courtesy. Put everybody upon the same level as yourself, and put yourself into every- body’s place. Neither lightly give nor take offence. Let your word bind you as surely as your oath. Say not a word more or less than that which you conceive to be the truth. Apply these main considerations to the daily affairs of life, and you will be justly reputed for your fine manners. ‘ Good manners,’ says Swift, is the art of making those people easy with whom we converse.’ I go farther, and say that good manners is the art of making happy those people whom we live with. The great Lord Chatham defines politeness as benevolence in trifles, or the preference of others to ourselves in little daily, hourly occurrences in the commerce of life, and this seems to me the better definition. He continues : ‘ A better place, a more commodious seat, priority in being helped at table, and the like, what is it but sacrificing ourselves in such trifles to the convenience and pleasure of others ?’ And this -constitutes true politeness. It is a perpetual attention — by habit it grows easy and natural to us — to the little wants of those we are with, by which we either prevent or satisfy them. Bowing, ceremonious formal compliments, stiff civilities, will never be politeness ; that must be easy, natural, unstudied, manly, noble. And what will give this but a mind benevolent and perpetually attentive to exert the amiable disposition in trifles towards all you converse and live with ? Benevolence in greater matters takes a higher name, and is the germ of virtues. It is possible to teach the laws of etiquette, because these are very conventional ; but the laws of politeness cannot be taught, they spring from the heart. Fine manners, in their highest manifestation, are the expression of a generous temper, a refined taste, and a cultivated mind ; they are part and parcel of the individual ; not that manners make the man, but that the man makes the manners. Therefore, what MANNERS AW RE IMPORTANT THAN LAWS. a man is in the home circle he will be in society. If he be cheeiful, impetuous, egotistic, selfish at home, so will he be abroad, though he may deceive for a time a careless observer by assuming the varnish of conventionality. From this point of view politeness becomes a virtue and a brilliant one, for it is nothing less than a form of self-denial. You make way for this person, you fall behind that, you give up your seat to a third, because it will please those persons ; therefore you consult their pleasure rather than your own. Carry this motive into all your daily conduct, and see how it will be elevated and transfigured ! The noblest charity, the loftiest self-denial, the truest generosity, these, we see, centre in and are bound up with good manners. It was because he regarded them in this light that Burke declared them to be of more importance than laws. ‘ Upon them,’ I repeat his dictum, ‘ in a great measure, the laws depend. The law touches us but here and there, now and then. Manners are what vex cr soothe, corrupt or purify, exalt or debase, barbarise or refine us, by a constant, steady, uniform, insensible opera- tion, like that of the air we breathe in. They give their whole force and colour to our lives. According to their quality they aid morals, they supply them, or they totally destroy them.’ It is for this reason that we are all of us so intimately in- terested in the existence of good manners. In no small degree our happiness, or, at least, the ease and tranquillity of our lives, depends upon them. I have already intimated my opinion of the extent to which they influence the domestic life, and I suppose that most of my readers have had personal experience of their genial power. The members of a family circle will have fallen upon some topic which originates opposite opinions; they differ, and express their difference in animated language ; the language grows hotter and stronger as the dispute is pro- longed ; frowns daiken every brow, and every eye flashes with an unloving light ; retorts are exchanged and biting sarcasms — • the rupture is complete. But, suddenly, in upon the stormy scene comes a new presence : it is that of a brother or sister, father or mother, imbued with the true spirit of Christian cour- tesy. In a few minutes all is changed. A judicious word or two, a kindly smile, the influence of a calm and equable manner, have set the disputants at peace with one another, although they are probably ignorant of the magic that has wrought the altera- 2 tS MANNERS COMPATIBLE WITH MANLINESS, tion. And so, too, at a so-called friendly gathering, you see every- thing going wrong : the guests separated one from another by a constantly-increasing barrier of reserve, and a general air of gloom settling down upon the whole, when, all at once, a person enters who seems gifted with a spell like that of the old magicians, before which the evil spirits vanish, the gloom dis- appears, the ice thaws, the partition-walls of conventionalism are overthrown, and everybody settles down to the enjoyment of a pleasant evening ! Wonderful power of manners ! I should be inclined to ascribe to them as great a potency as beauty possesses. No doubt they go far to supply the want of beauty, and constitute the secret of that fascination which we so often see exerted by persons who cannot claim to be beautiful. Spenser is surely right when he explains the attraction exercised by Sir Calidore in the court of the ‘ Faerie Queene,’ as centring in this all- powerful grace. Amongst all the knights of the Fairy Court, he says, none was more courteous than Calidore, and he was beloved of all. In him it seemed that — ‘ Gentleness of spright And manners mild were planted natural ; To which he added comely guise wiihal, gracious speech did steal ineii's hearts away : Nathlesse thereto he was full stout and tall. And well-approved in battailous affray. That him did much renown, and for his fame display.’ The poet here indicates that the most exquisite courtesy is not incompatible with manliness of spirit and the highest physical courage. Effeminacy is not politeness, and, in truth, the feeble can never attain to the perfection of fine manners. ‘Ne was there knight, ne was there lady found. In Fairy Court, but him did dear embrace For his fair tcsage and conditions sound. The which in all men’s liking gained place. And with the greatest purchast greatest grace, Which he could wisely use and well apply, To please the best and th’ evil to embase ; For he loathed leasing and base flattery. And loved simple truth and steadfast honesty.’ I must touch, however, upon some of the minor observances by which the vulgar judge of a man’s courtesy. ‘Nothing,’ says a shrewd man of the world, ‘ nothing more clearly in- ERRORS OF CONDUCT, 19 dicates the true gentleman than a desire evinced to oblige or accommodate,, whenever it is possible or reaso?iablc ; it proves the broad distinction between the well-bred man of the world, and the coarse and brutal crowd — the irreclaimably vulgar — vulgar, not from their inferiority of station, but because they are coarse and brutal. Nevertheless, we often find persons so selfish and supercilious, and of so equivocal an importance, that they fancy any compliance with the wishes of the many would tend to lessen their dignity in the eyes of their com- panions, and who foolishly imagine that a good coat places them above the necessity of conciliating the feelings of the multitude by the performance of an act of courtesy. It is evident there cannot be a greater mistake, since even the lower classes (whatever their own practices may be) kindly appreciate, and gratefully acknowledge, the slightest considera- tion shown to them by their superiors. That persons should be found weak enough to believe themselves above courtesy is lamentable, as such silliness can only expose them to the ridicule of their equals, and the contempt of their superiors.’ True politeness requires that the young shall respect the old, the strong the feeble, and man woman. He who in a public place of entertainment or a public conveyance seats himself while a lady is standing, receives at once the emphatic reproach of being ‘no gentleman.’ The man who, at a rail- way station, let us say, or wherever else men and women may be congregated, takes his stand in front of the fire, with his coat-tails expanded so as to concentrate all the warmth, is — ‘no gentleman.’ He who, while conversing with a lady, con- tinues to puff away at cigar or pipe, so that the smoke is carried into the delicate nostrils, is — ‘no gentleman.’ He who, when people are taking their tickets, pushes headlong through them — past half-a-dozen ladies, or men far advanced in years, is — ‘ no gentleman.’ Nor, again, is he a gentleman who, presuming on his large house in Westbournia and the big balance at his banker’s, stalks to and fro, with nose in the air, as if all the world were far beneath him, and loses no opportunity of pro- claiming his wealth and his servile devotion to it. It is the duty of every member of a family, I repeat, to do all he can to promote the happiness of the other members. It is necessary, therefore, to bear and forbear ; to make mutual concessions ; to keep down selfishness ; to cultivate a love of 2 — 2 20 COURTESY A MATTER OF HOUSEHOLD CONCERN, justice and honour ; to get rid of our petty likes and dislikes ; to conquer and control our temper. Much may be done by a nice attention to the requirements of etiquette ; by an ob- servance of those laws which govern the decencies and pro- prieties of life. There is no reason why a husband should not treat' his wife with exquisite politeness ; why a wife should not remember that her husband has a claim to be treated like a gentleman ; why the finest manners should not be observed by brothers and sisters. This mutual courtesy, inspired by mutual love, would purify the atmosphere of home, and invest with a new dignity our domestic relations. Let us make etiquette a matter of household concern ; seeing it touches us as nearly as the price per pound of soap, salt, or sugar. Why are we to throw off our politeness, like a cloak, when we cross our own threshold ? Why should not our mother or sisters claim from us those graceful observances which we make it a point of honour to vouchsafe to strangers ? The man who stands with his hat on in the presence of his mother and sister, manifests thereby such a want of apprehension of the requirements of filial and fraternal reverence and affection — of the rudiments of true domestic loyalty — as, if circumstances do not combine to correct him, will in the long-run render him fit for treason, stratagems, and spoils ; he sets at nought feelings and prin- ciples which would interpose one of the most important barriers between himself and crime. It would not be sur- prising if such a man were to finish his career in the dock or the hulks 1 he lacks the true nobility and elevation of sentiment, without which he will not, and he cannot, come to good. The happiness of home will be promoted by a due attention to recreation. The heads of a family should see that its younger members are provided with wholesome amusements ; and the cultivation of music or drawing, the reading aloud of good books, the introduction of a dance or a round game, will help wonderfully to facilitate the smooth passage of the hours. Man cannot live by bread alone ; his mind must be cheered, his heart lightened by the supply of refining pastimes. Duke est desipere in loco ; that is, in the bosom of one’s family, for nowhere else will enjoyment be purer or more genuine. The gloom which lies about some households is distressing : the father never smoothes the furrows of his brow, the mother’s countenance never loses its shadow, the daughter’s lips never brighten into IN PRAISE OF MUSIC, 21 a smile, the son’s voice never breaks out into hearty laughter. They keep their weariness and sadness for home consumption. I am willing to subscribe to whatever anyone may say in praise of music. It is one of God’s greatest gifts for making men happy. It is the only form in which we can express those thoughts and feelings which are too noble to be embodied in words, even in the words of the poets. It is the revelation of the inner harmonies of our spiritual nature. Carlyle calls it a kind of inarticulate, unfathomable speech, which leads us to the edge of the Infinite, and lets us for moments gaze into that ; but I ask any true lover of music whether it is, indeed, inarticulate? Unfathomable it may be, in the sense that we have not yet dived into all its meanings. Thinking thus of music, I am glad that the cultivation of it enters into the ordinary curriculum of modern education. It is a great social instrument — to look at it in no higher light — and in the home- circle its influence purifies, elevates, and strengthens. There will be no want, I think, of affection or confidence in the family where the young men and maidens help to make home happy in the evenings by their combined performances, their skilful blending of voices and instruments. A twofold harmony is created ; a harmony outward and inward ; a moral harmony as well as a harmony of sounds. Did you ever reflect what a void would be left in the world if music, or the art of it, could be forgotten ? What would become of our pageants, our proces- sions, our public welcomes of kings and statesmen ? What would become of the pomp of royalty ? How the martial array would suffer when not inspired by the strain, and attuned to the measure, of ‘ flutes and recorders ’! Where would be the awe and majesty, or the exultation and tenderness, of our religious services ? All the charms of truth and pleasure would lose their joyaunce ! Love would be denied its choicest vehicle of expression ; mirth would be limited to laughter, which has but a poor faculty of significance. To lose the sublime swell and roll of the organ, which always seems to me to carry with it the mystery of the sea ; to lose the ringing notes of the clarion ; to lose the won- derful compass of the violin ; to lose the blare of the trumpet and the liquid melody of the flute — ah me ! who can estimate the full extent of such a loss ? The world without music would be a voiceless desert ; life without music would be wanting in its purest inspiration. 22 MUSIC AT HOME, But I am wandering from my object, which is to proclaim the value of music as an accomplishment. Everybody with an ear should learn an instrument ; everybody with a voice should learn to sing; and this not so much for the entertainment of others as for his own personal advantage. ‘ That which I have found the best recreation both to my mind and body,’ says Bishop Beveridge, ‘ whensoever either of them stands in need of it, is music, which exercises at once both my body and soul ; especially when I play myself, for then, methinks, the same motion that my hand makes upon the instrument, the instru- ment makes upon my heart. It calls in my spirits, composes my thoughts, delights my ear, recreates my mind, and so not only fits me for after-business, but fills my heart, at the present, with pure and useful thoughts ; so that when the music sounds the sweetliest in my ears, truth commonly flows the clearest into my mind. And hence it is that I find my soul is become more harmonious by being accustomed to so much harmony, and so averse to all manners of discord, that the least jarring sounds, either in notes or words, seem very harsh and unpleasant to me.’ To pause in the day’s occupations, and play a sonata of Beethoven, or one of Mendelssohn’s lieder^ or a bit of Mozart or Bach, or to sing some manly English ballad, or some tender air of Bellini or Gounod, or take part in a good glee, is to the mind like a bath to the tired body — it refreshes and invigorates. The nervous system is happily composed ; the imagination gains a fresh activity ; the judgment grows clearer ; we put on the new man. There is ample choice of instruments. For men, if they have the requisite musical faculty, I know of none more fit than the violin, but it is not to be mastered except by the most resolute perseverance. Certain sins, it is said, can be con- quered only by fasting and prayer — the same may be said of the violin. Giardini, I think, asserted that to become a good violinist you must play twelve hours a day for twenty years ; but you may well be content with a shorter probation and a less complete absorption of your time. Two hours a day of good, steadfast, intelligent practice will, in three or four years, enable you to get a glimpse of what can and should be done by the violin. He who scrapes at its chords to produce a jerking polka or a commonplace waltz knows as little of its real capabilities as a child who has just learned the alphabet ABOUT THE CORNET 23 knows of the capacities of written speech. He may be a toler- able fiddler, but he is nothing of a violinist. Do not, my dear sir, on the strength of your rendering of certain polka airs, pre- sume to inflict yourself and your instrument on your friends and acquaintances. You must not make their drawing-rooms your place of practice. They don’t w^ant your oddities, your imperfections ; they can w^ait, and so can you. The annals of the Inquisition record nothing equal to the tortures wdiich are every day inflicted upon innocent people by barbarous amateurs, — young men who have been ^ learning ’ the violin for three or six months, and then presume to harass Society with their catgut exasperations. Once when I accompanied some country cousins through the Towner of London, an at- tendant beefeater showed us an instrument of torture called the ‘ scavenger’s daughter.’ It was uncanny, I grant you, but nothing compared to a violin in the hands of a bad or inexpe- rienced player. But stop ! There is one thing worse — a cornet — a badly-played cornet-a~pisto7i. You know what it is in the hands of a fine musician. But you don’t know, perhaps, what it is in the hands of an audacious youth engaged in brutally murdering ^ Casta Diva !’ I think that even the bag- pipe can convey no greater agony to the soul. Clarence, when describing that bad dream of his, speaks of ‘ a dreadful noise of waters ’ in his ears. He lived before the invention of the cornet, or he would have been aware of a noise more dreadful still. The cornet is not for ladies, happily. Minerva, w^e know, was partial to the flute until she discovered that in playing it she distorted her countenance most unlovelily ; but the dis- figurement caused by the mild ^ tootling ’ of the flute is as nothing compared to the hideous expansion of the cheeks induced by the action of the cornet. A lady with a cornet would be 7nonst7'um hor7'e7idit7n, I dare not admit the possible realisation of the poet’s vision : Lo ! in that house of misery A lady with a horn I see, Steal thief-like through the gloom, And flit from room to room. And oh, in no sweet dream of bliss, The tearful listener turns to kiss The shadow, as it falls Upon the echoing walls, 24 THE VIOLIN AND THE PIANO, For ’tis as if a wail should be Raised by some soul in misery, When each sad-sounding note Gasps in the o’er-strain’d throat. That frightful cornet echoes long The fragment of a broken song, No sadder e’er could be Set in the key of D. Few ladies adopt the violin, though some, as everybody knows, have obtained a wonderful command of it, and I do not see why it should not become a lady’s instrument. It does not exact more time for practice than the piano, nor does it entail greater labour, and it is by no means ungraceful when properly managed. I have seen a lady play it without an un- graceful attitude or any of those facial contortions by which some players apparently hope to impose themselves upon you for inspired sibyls. But, now that the harp has fallen out of favour, there is probably no instrument so popular among ladies of all ages as the piano. Unfortunately, popular as it is, and many as are the hours devoted t.) its practice, one seldom hears it well played by amateurs. The school of musical pyro- techny has still too many followers ; and when a young lady sits down to the piano, as a rule, we may expect an immediate display of digital fireworks. And if it be rare to meet with good players, players possessing a thorough sympathy with the instrument, and imbued with the spirit of the great masters, it is rarer still to meet with graceful players. 1 could almost believe some ladies consider it essential to the success of their drawing-room performances that the listeners (or spec- tators) shall be startled into contemplation of their engaging attitudes. Some ‘ wobble ’ upon their tripod as if it were a re- production of the Laurentian gridiron ; others throw them- selves alternately to right and left, as if preparing for the trapeze ; others sit bolt upright, like a grenadier on parade. Some there are who bring their hands down upon the unoffend- ing instrument with a crash like that of a paviors hammer ; others there are who fling them up into the air at every pause, as if supplicating pardon from St. Cecilia. Note also your nervous player, who drops her handkerchief half-a-dozen times, is unable to seat herself comfortably upon her stool, upsets the music-book just as she begins to play, and, after stammering through broken chords and lam.e arpeggios, suddenly breaks DIFFERENT KINDS OF FLA YERS. 25 down with the pitiful declaration that her memory is, ^ Oh, really — yes — so bad, you know !’ and hurries to hide her blushes in the obscurest corner. On the other hand, you sometimes meet with the serenely- audacious player. Opened full before her is the well-wrought composition of a great master ; for the nonce it is hers, to work her wicked will with it. Away she fires, ‘ through^ bush, through briars,’ through ex- quisite undulations, up complex crescendos, along cunning cantabiles, always with the same breathless velocity, and always with the same heartlessness ; omitting a bar here, dropping a chord there, striking half-a-dozen erroneous notes in every page — blurring, confusing, disorganising the composer’s fair ideas — and, at the conclusion of the massacre, rising with a smiling face as if to demand the applause of her despairing auditors ! It is the mistake, not seldom, of skilled musicians to put before a drawing-room audience a composition of inordinate length. To what they choose they do justice; but ah, life is short and art is long — sometimes eighteen pages long ! — and at an evening entertainment there is no time for so much ‘linked sweetness long drawn out.’ Believe me, at times one may have too much of a good thing, even of a very good thing. It is with a feeling of despair that one sits and watches their composed passage from page to page when one is longing to cross the room and sit ‘ with Amaryllis in the shade.’ Music is not a substitute for conversation ; but the two, like wine and walnuts, should be taken together. At evening parties the piece selected should be short and agreeable movements ; the best music undoubtedly — it is a waste of time to listen to bad or indifferent music — but movements which will not fatigue the hearer nor, by their complex character, make too much demand upon his attention. In the family circle the piano is a constant treasury of delight, and a perennial source of refined enjoyment. How dull would be the winter nights without it ! How should we entertain ourselves, or our friends, when they come for ‘ cosy evenings,’ if we could not recur to this enchanting instrument, which en- ables us to unlock the secret riches of the genius of Mozart, and Bach, and Beethoven, and many another illustrious musician ? It soothes us in our hours of despondency — and even the brightest, happiest lives cannot escape such hours ; it affords us an eloquent means of expressing our lighter feelings 26 LEIGH HUNT ' TO THE PIANOFORTE: in our hours of pleasure and exultation. I never sit down to it without recalling those graceful verses of Leigh Hunt, in which he seeks to do justice to this old and universal friend, whom we barely value enough because its presence is so familiar : ‘ O friend, whom glad or grave we seek, Heaven-holding shrine ! I ope thee, touch thee, hear thee speak, And peace is mine. No fairy casket, full of bliss. Outvalues thee ; Love only, wakened with a kiss. More sweet may be. ‘ To thee, when our full hearts o’erflow In griefs or joys. Unspeakable emotions owe A fitting voice : Mirth flies to thee, and love’s unrest, And Memory dear. And Sorrow, with his tightened breast. Comes for a tear. ‘ Oh, since no joy of human mould There waits us still. Thrice bless’d be thine, thou gentle fold Of peace at will. No change, no sullenness, no cheat, In thee we find ; Thy saddest voice is ever sweet. Thine answer kind.’ And the same writer, in his pleasant, picturesque prose, reminds us, very justly, that a pianoforte is really a most agree- able object. It is a piece of furniture with a soul in it, which at our touch w^akens into life, and charms us with the power of its beauty. Open or shut, it is (or should be) pleasant to look at, though it looks best when it is open, and seems to smile at us with its ivory keys, Mike the mouth of a sweet singer.’ The keys of a pianoforte are in themselves an agreeable spectacle : the colour of the white keys is not a cold white, for whereas in white marble there is always an idea of coldness, there is no such idea in the white of ivory. The black furnish a kind of tesselation, like Roman pavements ; and all are deliciously smooth and easy to the touch. Then there is another advantage in the piano which amateurs can appreciate ; the tone is ready made. Touch the keys, and the music flows at once, like water from the rock when Moses struck it. Another advantage is, that it contains within its case a small orchestra \ each of SINGING IN THE HOUSE. 27 your fingers plays the part of a separate instrument. No other, except the organ, furnishes such a combination of sounds ; and the organ itself cannot do for you what the pianoforte does. The organ is less manageable, less convenient, and less flexible. It is the leviathan of instruments, and whatever it does, it does in the fashion of a leviathan. It will not play anything and everything for you, as the piano does, which, while excelling in light and lively music, renders even the grandest with force and expression. People who own a pianoforte — and who does not nowadays ? — will naturally use it as an accompaniment to singing. This is an accomplishment which adds immeasurably to the grace and happiness of home. I know of nothing more delightful than a domestic glee-party — father, and mother, and children beguiling the sweet evening hours by the performance of those glees and part-songs in which English music is so rich. Or a brother and a sister joining in a duet — or a fair young wife warbling with full and liquid voice, while her husband sustains her on the piano — can anything be more delightful ? Or the household performance, in the quiet of a Sunday evening, of some noble anthem, or of those fine hymns which we owe to the genius of Webbe, and Dykes, and Barnby, and Sullivan? What a charm, what an air of poetry is thus thrown over our domestic relations ! How the music seems naturally to enter into them, softening, elevating, inspiring, and controlling them ; becoming, as it were, a constant fountain of peace, and confi- dence, and love ! There can be no quarrels, no discords, in a family thus bound together by the golden bond of music ; the habit of taking their proper parts in the compositions they render with so much enjoyment, will accustom them to take their proper parts in the household order, and all will work harmoniously together. As to singing for one’s friends, in the drawing-room or at amateur concerts, one should certainly be willing to do so, always provided one can sing. But to sing, one requires — first, a voice ; second, an ear. Nor is this all ; one must have natural taste, and be well taught. We have no right — none of us — to inflict imperfection on our friends ; what we give them should be of the best. If we cannot sing well enough to make it worth while for people to listen, we may still amuse ourselves in our own chamber, 28 ERRORS OF AMATEURS. ‘Will you not join in the music ?’ says Deronda to Gwendo- lin, in George Eliot’s novel. ‘I join in it by listening/ she replies. ‘I am fond of music.’ ‘ Are you not a musician ?’ ‘ I have given a great deal of time to music. But I have not talent enough to make it worth while. I shall never sing again/ ‘ But if you are fond of music, it will always be worth while in private^ for your own delight says Deronda. ‘ I make it a virtue to be content with my middlingness — it is always pardon- able, so that one does not ask others to take it for superiority.’ It is a serious fault of amateur singers that they perseveringly select songs beyond the compass of their voice, and out of the range of their powers — dashing operatic bravuras and scenas which only a trained vocalist can give successfully ; which, even when sung by professional skill, produce little effect for want of their theatrical accessories. An amateur singer should be careful to keep within her measure ; to choose nothing which she cannot execute without strain ; to take good heed that the music is not only within her vocal range, but suitable to her style. What can be more ridiculous than to hear a dumpy little woman screeching through the prima donna’s air in ‘ Semiramide,’ or to witness a comfortable-looking, round-faced, smiling young lady, who has never felt a pang and does not know what emotion means, labouring through some passionate utterance of heart-broken love? Male amateurs notoriously err in this direction. Decent Algernon Jones, whose appear- ance is the very impersonation of sleek good-humour, breaks out into a furious demand for vengeance ; and burly Planta- genet Fitzboodle, with his hirsute countenance and Anak-like proportions, endeavours to tone down his rough hard voice to a despairing swain’s ‘ andantino cantabile.’ Another caution may be administered to amateurs. Do not imagine that in singing you need not articulate your words ; your hearers have a right to feel offended if you will not take the trouble to speak plainly. Choose a good song, in which true poetry is happily wedded to true melody, a song adapted both to your voice and style, and articulate it so that the words, as well as the notes, shall be distinctly heard, and you will receive the hearty thanks of your audience. This was the secret of the success of the poet Moore’s singing. His ETIQUETTE APPLICABLE TO DRA WING^ROOM MUSIC. 29 voice was limited and weak, but he had some good notes in it, and he was careful that the songs he chose should bring them out ; and then, every word he uttered was clearly audible, every word told, and every word was given with due expres- sion. The same effect, we read, was produced by the singing of the late Mrs. Lockhart, the daughter of Sir Walter Scott. She generally sang her father’s poetry set to music, and her taste, her feeling, and truth of expression riveted the atten- tion, though her voice had little power. The great charm of Jenny Lind’s singing was this bell-like clearness of articulation. And obviously there can be no reason why a song should be muttered and mouthed like the incantation of some juggling necromancer. Do you know Shelley's lines ‘ To Constantia, singing’ ? The poet exclaims : ‘ Her voice is hovering o’er my soul — it lingers O’ershadowing it with soft and lulling wings, The blood and life within those snowy fingers Teach witchcraft to the instrumental strings. My brain is wild, my breath comes quick — The blood is listening in my frame.’ How absurd these lines would seem if addressed to ninety- nine out of every hundred amateur singers ! Absurd for this very conclusive reason, that the hearer cannot distinguish a word they say — can never extract any meaning from the jumble of syllables they pour into his perplexed ears. Some profes- sional vocalists make the same mistake. It is said of Catalani that once, when she was singing ‘ Kathleen Mavourneen,’ one of the audience carefully took down in writing, her version of its words, and the line ^ She was bold as the hawk and as fresh as the dawn ' came out, according to Catalani, in this astounding form, ^She poulticed the hock and salted it down !’ A lady, when asked to sing, should at once comply. The little farcical comedy of insincere excuses and pretended apo- logies in which some indulge is an insult to the hostess and her company. Assent at once, or at once decline if you have a satisfactory excuse to offer. When you have finished, rise from the piano, and do not be induced to sing again immedi- ately, unless in very unusual circumstances. There are others waiting to sing, who will resent your monopolising time and at- tention : and the audience, I fear, in spite of their professions of interest and expectancy, will secretly be conscious of a sense 30 ART AT HOME. of weariness. Nor will you be doing justice to yourself : your voice will be fatigued, will lose its freshness, and your intona- tion will grow uncertain. No person should sing more than twice in the same evening. It is not advisable, at an evening party, to allow the songs to succeed one another too closely. Intervals should be allowed for conversation ; everybody is not a musical enthusiast. ‘ A song now and then,^ says ‘ is very desirable, as it is a relief to conversation ; but half a dozen consecutively, even from St. Cecilia in person, would become a bore. Besides which, people are now accustomed to hear popular songs executed by those whose profession it is with a superiority rarely attainable in private life, so that amateurs seldom do more than provoke unfortunate comparisons. However, when highly-gifted musi- cians are found in private society, we have generally observed their delicacy to be in proportion to their excellence.’ The hostess should not sing more ^han once, or at the utmost twice, lest censorious tongues should whisper that she has collected her friends for no other purpose than to display before them her gifts as a vocalist. And if her gifts be few and doubtful, how those tongues will wag, to be sure ! Let us turn for a moment to another branch, or side, of home culture. We are largely influenced by our surroundings; and it is difficult to live a refined life unless everything around us breathes refinement. When, in some of our large towns, I see those long hideous rows of two-storied tenements of brick, with their dull fagades unrelieved by the smallest attempt at ornament, and know that the interior in each case matches the exterior in hideous uniformity — the ceilings of a dingy white, with mean mouldings of plaster ; the walls hung with paper-hangings of the worst design, the most obtrusive patterns imaginable — I ask myself if it be a matter of wonder that the lives lived within them are equally monotonous, equally devoid of grace, equally drear, dingy, and dismal ? What touch of poetry, what gleam of romance, ca7i enter into an existence passed in one of those brick and mortar dungeons ? And even if we ascend higher in the social scale, we seldom meet with ‘ houses ’ which indicate any culture or aspiration on the part of their occupants. We find ostentation, perhaps luxury, and, it may be, a certain amount of coarse comfort ; we note the evidences of a considerable expenditure of money ; but seldom HOME DECORATION, 31 of any expenditure of thought and feeling. Such carpets, such curtains, such mirrors, such couches, such chairs — one can fancy that the Genius of Taste regards them with pity, heaves a sigh of mingled compassion and despair, and hastily flies from the miserable scene ! People who inhabit amidst these signs and memorials of barbarism must necessarily grow barbarous them- selves. Any sympathies with better things, any yearnings after a higher ideal, which may have fluttered within their souls, must inevitably perish, oppressed. The ‘Art at Home’ movement, of recent origin, has there- fore much to recommend it, though it be carried in not a few instances to a ridiculous excess. There is room for improve- ment in the decoration and furnishing of our homes ; though, cn the other hand, we need not convert them into museums, or decorate our sitting-rooms with heterogeneous articles, until they assume the appearance of Wardour Street curiosity shops. The younger members of a family may And in this direction a field for the exercise of their taste and the occupation of their leisure. I do not propose that they should turn cabinet-makers or upholsterers ; but they can employ deft and dexterous figures in embellishing their bedrooms or their boudoirs with evidences of refinement and ‘things of beauty;’ and they may, at a small expense — for the costly is not always the artistic — secure for their homes a general air of grace, elegance, and simplicity. I think it cannot be denied that, after all the reservations are made which a rigid criticism will suggest, that the domestica- tion of Art (if I may be allowed the phrase), to which I have referred, has already had a good effect upon the decorative arrangements of our houses ; but I still question whether at the present day it is not being developed to an almost grotesque extreme ; or, rather, whether a barbarous reaction is not taking place under the cover of this supposed artistic development. It does not seem necessary or desirable to go to Japan or China for the designs and devices with which to embellish an English drawing-room ! In many of the recent innovations the ungenial character of our climate has been wholly overlooked, and arrangements adopted which, admirable enough under the warm blue sky of the East, are sadly out of place in our misty and dirty atmosphere. One leading prin- ciple of the new art-revival I take to be, revolution ; that is, we must abolish everything which has hitherto prevailed, and 32 ABSURDITIES OF ^STHETICISM, ‘go in’ for novelty. The result very often is, that our living- rooms are turned into museums, into cabinets of curiosities, where no one thing is like any other thing; where Japanese tapestry hangs in juxtaposition to Greek vases, and Chelsea china reposes on a Mediaeval sideboard. The old English idea of ‘ comfort ’ is banished in favour of a vulgar imitative- ness euphemistically designated Art in the House. Marble mantelpieces are disguised with velvet hangings ; the rich gold frames of the mirrors which helped to light up our apartments in the dark days of winter are set aside in favour of ‘ velvet- bands/ which rapidly grow dull and dusty ; the warm soft carpet which hushed the noisy footfall, must give place to a cold glittering parquet, covered with geometrical figures. Why the old style should be so hopelessly vulgar and the new so in- effably artistic does not appear ; nor does any rm/ superiority on the part of the latter exist, except, indeed, in the imagination of the decorators who profit by the caprices of fashion. In the leading ladies’ newspaper I read as follows: ‘Japanese fabrics are much in favour at the present moment.’ Well, in what their attractions consist I for one am unable to compre- hend ; but that they are artistic, as the old artists understood art, I venture to deny. Some ladies, it appears, adorn the walls of their drawing-rooms with these materials. A ‘good effect ’ was produced in a drawing-room of the day by a dado being formed of Japanese tapestry placed in a narrow oak bead frame, and reaching about three feet in height from the floor, extending around the whole room. It is now ‘ quite a feature ’ to ornament the panels of the drawing-room doors with pictures painted for the purpose, and let in under glass, so that the door presents a level surface, the panels being thus filled up ; or the panels of the doors are painted with floral designs, and the headings are painted black, red, blue, or gold, to harmonise with the style of decoration. ‘ Some ladies make use of both drawing-room doors as occasion serves, according as in which room (sR) they may be sitting ; others make a point of making use of the back drawing-room door only, save at receptions or large afternoon teas ; and, when not used, the panels of the front drawing-room door giving on the landing are sometimes filled in with plate-glass ; and we have seen shelves covered with velvet placed across these panels to hold china ornaments, the glass forming the background. Some adopt the plan of A PROTEST AGAINST EXTREMES. 33 placing a shelf for china ornaments and jars at the top of the drawing-room door inside the room ’ — where any artistic ex- cellence they possess cannot possibly be appreciated ! ‘ Beakers and handsome jars of every description of china are placed upon massive bog oak brackets at a considerable height on the walls, so that the jars are but a few inches fro7n the cornice of the ceiling.’’ Practically, they might as well be out of sight alto- gether ! ‘ The much sought for blue china jars on red brackets have a good effect/ Have they? The contrast is hardly artistic ! ‘ The supports of the mantelpieces are often panelled in the same way as the doors, and some even grace the shutters of the windows and the walls on either side of the pier-glasses with floral designs, interspersed with veils or arabesques.' In fact, there is no limit to the multiplication of ornament, however incongruous it may be, or however inappropriate. No one doubts that the old Georgian style of furnishing and decorating a house was far from satisfying the ‘ aesthetic ’ taste, but I am not convinced that the new Victorian is a whit more genuinely artistic. It is well to enrich our living rooms with ‘things of beauty’ — with a graceful statue or a waving fern — and there was much to be done in this direction, so that the eye might be unconsciously educated into a love and apprecia^ tion of the graceful and harmonious. But this is not incom- patible with the retention of the convenience and comfort that have so long been associated with the ideal English home \ nor does it call for that absolute clearance of even the best features of the ‘ old order,’ which is insisted upon by the fanatic apostles of the ‘ Art in the House ’ movement— those enthusiasts who carry their aesthetics into coal-scuttles, and whose highest conception of an artistic drawing-room is that of an ‘ old curiosity-shop,’ hung about with shelves and brackets, and loaded with china jars ! What egregious nonsense some of these people write may be inferred from the following specimens which I select from a book not wholly deficient in useful hints, but rendered ridicu- lous by its affectations and insincerities : ‘ The old flowery carpet, bravely discarded, will form an excel- lent lining for a simpler substitute more gracefully gay, which might be made up to a square or oblong, or to suit the shape of the room. The new carpet, surrounded by a thick woollen fringe matching prevailing colours, will form a pleasing ground- 3 34 THE CANT OF ^STHETICISM, work on which one old Eastern rug will work wonders of rich- ness, The formed judgment which discreetly chose 'the carpet would find real relish and enjoyment in the beauty of the rug, to the better recovery of good taste and the enrichment and refinement of ideas, to be hereafter exhibited to the benefit of future floors and carpets/ ‘Looking-glass is not in itself a beautiful object, and in large masses is even unpleasant ; it should always have some prettiness to multiply, for then it becomes reasonable and acceptable. This accounts fairly for our total objection to a lofty mirror, the greater part of which reflects nothing but the ceiling and upper walls, where usually there is blank space.’ But if the wall be covered with a warm soft paper, carefully chosen, or richly lighted up with a spot of colour in the form of a well-painted landscape, the lofty mirror will have some- thing reasonable and acceptable to reflect ; and in any case it serves to concentrate and reflect whatever light is admitted into the room. ‘To guard the hearth we have an old brass fender, which by its beautiful golden colour and delicate workmanship must and will give pleasure, be it in winter by firelight, or in summer by sunlight. Such fenders must now be sought for seriously (!), and when found, purchased as a kind of investment ; their solid and conscientious make will stand much doing up, and each day they are becoming more rare and more expensive, because more in fashion.’ ‘ If rooms be small, and ornaments and treasures varied, great scope is given to ingenuity and contrivance to gain a suitable resting-place for each art-object. It is excellent prac- tice for the eager mind to have to battle with inconvenience, and to fight out a clear, if not perfect, path from the difficulties of trying to make the best of ugly proportions and coarse shapes ; but there difficulties end, for colour is one^s own to choose, and may cover a multitude of other sins.’ Sterne was of opinion that of all cants the cant of criticism was the most detestable, but the cant of aestheticism runs it a neck-and-neck race. The exaggeration employed is calculated, moreover, to defeat its object by exciting a sentiment of disgust in a sober and thoughtful mind. Such an one will probably say to itself that there is other and better work to beMone in life than choosing Persian carpets and Japanese tapestries, ON REFINEMENT AND GRACE. 35 constructing elaborate overmantels, and heaping shelves with Algerian flower-pots and Chinese fans. ‘ Ugly proportions ’ and ^ coarse shapes ’ are bad ; but there are many things much worse, against which it is still more decidedly one’s duty to do battle. Thus reasoning, one may be tempted to underrate that law of beauty which should govern our surroundings as well as our actions, and to think that ugly proportions and coarse shapes are preferable to aesthetic jargon and pseudo-artistic fanaticism. I confess, with Lady Barker, I like a room to look as if it were inhabited, which your aesthetically-furnished and artistic- ally-decorated room never does. I like home to have its bits of grace and beauty, but still to look homely. Who on earth would set up his Lares and Penates in apartments decorated with portieres and etageres, serious brackets, thoughtfully- designed overmantels, curtained doorways, glazed windows, and all the other fids and fads of the new school ? One would be tempted to think one’s self a stranger in an auction-room, and would be constantly looking round for a catalogue to price the different wares. Let there be refinement and grace, on every side the evidences of a cultivated taste ; but I submit that refinement and grace are not studied by the present system of art-decoration, with its restlessness, its eccentricity, and its exaggeration. Ascending from the drawing-room to the bedroom, we de- mand as the essential conditions of successful treatment ample light and adequate ventilation ; that there must be due pro- vision for warmth in winter, and for comfort all the year round. The eye must also be studied, and a simple but graceful treatment adopted of every detail. The purest art is, I think, the most simple, and an artistic bedroom may be contrived at a very small expenditure, and without having recourse to any of the crotchets of our aesthetic friends. You may cover your walls with a pretty paper — say, rose-buds spotted on a white ground — or drape them with chintz, or muslin. Your windows m.ay be curtained with any soft, light material. Your furniture will be chosen for its simplicity and elegance ; and a corner may be fitted up as a boudoir, with a couch and writing-table, and partly curtained off from the rest of the room. Do not use gas if you can help it : what is superior to the soft equal radiance of a good oil-lamp or of wax-tapers ? A hanging shelf 3—2 36 A CHARMING BEDROOM, will support a row of your favourite books. A carved bracket or two will enable you to gratify yourself with a fern or a statuette. A good picture — a water-colour par preference — and an oval mirror will complete your decorations. Here are the materials for making up a charming little bedroom — a nest of peace and beauty, in which you may enjoy pleasant dreams and pleasanter waking thoughts — a sanctuary to which you will retire, with your purer self, from the toil and moil of the work-day world. Lady Barker sketches what seems to me as pretty a bedroom as youth and beauty can desire. ‘ I know,’ she says, ‘ a rural bedroom with a paper representing a trellis and Noisette roses climbing over it ; the carpet is shades of green without any pattern, and has only a narrow border of Noisette roses ; the bouquets, powdered on the chintzes, match, and outside the window a spreading bush of the same dear old-fashioned rose blooms three parts of the year. That is a bower indeed, as well as a bedroom. Noisette roses, and rose-buds half-smothered in leaves, have been painted by the skilful fingers of the owner ot this room, on the door-handles and the tiles of the fire-place, as well as embroidered on the white quilt and the green cover of the writing-table. But then I acknowledge it is an excep- tionally pretty room to begin with, for the dressing-table stands in a deep bay-window, to which you ascend by a couple of steps. Belinda herself could not have desired a fairer shrine whereat to worship her own beauty.’ Contrast with this picture the ideal one of the old bedroom at Hamley, which occurs in Mrs. Gaskell’s charming ‘Wives and Daughters.’ ‘ All the furniture in the room was as old- fashioned and as well-preserved as it could be. The chintz curtains were Indian calico of the last century — the colours almost washed out, but the stuff itself exquisitely clean. There was a little strip of bedside carpeting ; but the wooden flooring, thus liberally displayed, was of finely-grained oak, so firmly joined, plank to plank, that no grain of dust could make its way into the interstices. There were none of the luxuries of modern days : no writing-table, or sofa, or pier-glass. In one corner of the walls was a bracket, holding an Indian jar filled with pot-pourri ; and that and the climbing honeysuckle out- side the open window scented the room more exquisitely than any toilette perfumes.’ the dining-room. 37 In this connection it is proper that I should say a few words about the dining-room. The canons of taste at which I have already hinted must also come into general application here ; and the leading ^ notes ’ or ‘ marks ’ of the apartment should be simplicity, refinement, comfort. But I fail to see why the room in which we dine should be so strangely ordered as an altogether separate and exclusive room ; why its furniture must possess so peculiar and individual a character. Who does not know the dining-room en 7'egle ? The telescopic table, por- tentously heavy and even cumbrous ; the massive sideboard, which appals by its gaunt solidity; the substantial chairs, to lift which is an exercise in gymnastics ; the family portraits, or the game and fruit pieces, glaring out of huge gilded frames on the crimson flock-papered walls ; the sombre red curtains hang- ing idly against the windows : who is not familiar with these traditional horrors, that lend to the art of dining a barbarous and cannibalistic character ? You remember Sidney Smithes jesting remark to the Bishop of New Zealand about ‘cold missionary on the sideboard ?’ It is just the dish that would become so grim an article of furniture ; and if Narcissa had proved herself worthy of the poet’s satire, and ‘ for a wash had gladly stewed a child,’ the said viand might suitably have figured on an English dining-table ! There is no reason why ‘the chief meal of the day’ should not be taken in any room, nor why the room appropriated to the purpose of refreshment should not be a bright and radiant one. The old style implied large dinner-parties, for whom special accommodation must be provided — an ‘ hospitable board,’ at which four-and-twenty guests might find places. But no wise host or hostess — except at official dinners — now asks tw^enty-five unhappy creatures at one time ; he has more compassion for them and for himself. When men and women sat at dinner for the whole of a long evening, it was natural enough that table and sideboard should be solidly constructed. Horace Walpole tells of a dinner which contrasts vividly enough with the moderate ‘prandial repasts’ of the present day. ‘ I was to dine at Northumberland House,’ he says, ‘and came there a little after four. There I found the countess. Lady Betty Mackinsy, Lady Stratford, my Lady Finlater — who was never out of Scotland before — a tall lad of fifteen, her son. Lord Drogheda, and Mr. Worsley. At five arrived Mr. Mitchell, who said the Lords had commenced 38 HORACE WALPOLE AT A DLNNER PARTY, to read the Poor Bill, which would take, at least, two hours, and, perhaps, would debate it afterwards. We concluded dinner would be called for, it not being very precedented for ladies to wait for gentlemen. No such thing ! Six o’clock came — seven o’clock came — our coaches came ! Well, we sent them away ; and excuses were, we were engaged. Still, the countess’s heart did not re’ent, nor uttered a syllable of apology. We wore out the v ind and the weather, the opera and the play, Mrs. Comely’s and Almack’s, and every topic that would do in a formal circle. We hinted, represented — in vain. The clock struck eight. My lady, at last, said she would go and order dinner ; but it was a good half-hour before it appeared. We then sat down to a table of fourteen covers ; but, instead of substantial, there was nothing but a profusion of plates, striped red, green, and yellow — gilt plate, blacks, and uniforms. My Lady Finlater, who never saw these embroidered dinners, nor dined after three, was famished. The first course stayed as long as possible, in hopes of the Lords ; so did the second. The dessert at last arrived, and the middle dish was actually set on, when Lord Finlater and Mr. Mackay arrived ! Would you believe it ? — the dessert was remanded, and the whole first course brought back again ! Stay — I have not done ! Just as this second first course had done its duty, Lord Northumberland, Lord Stratford, and Mackinsy came in, and the whole began a third time. Then the second course, and the dessert 1 I thought we should have dropped from our chairs with fatigue and fumes. When the clock struck eleven, we were asked to return to the drawing-room, and take tea and coffee ; but I said I was engaged to supper, and came home to bed.’ We have improved on the manners, if not on the morals, of our eighteenth century forefathers ; and it is well that we should also improve on their dining-room arrangements. We want nothing more than a room in which we and our guests (fit but few !) may dine delicately, sip our wine moderately, and talk wisely. Such a room should have about it something of the charm and grace wherewith we invest our drawing-rooms. Nor is it intended primarily for the reception of guests ; it is there that, every day, we and our family must pass several hours. Why, then, should it not be tricked out lightsomely, and graced with the equipment necessary to our domestic comfort? HOME CULTURE. 39 With one brief caution we quit this part of our subject. Study refinement and comfort, but study economy also. Do not let your house be too big for your income ; do not fill it with sumptuous furniture, the payment of which may cripple you for years. Many young married couples begin housekeeping on too grand a scale ; forgetting that a large house means a large household — a large annual expenditure upon appearances — a large outlay for which they realise no return. Their circle of acquaintances will be in proportion ; and a large circle of acquaintances entails a continual drain upon the young couple's resources, when, as a rule, these are least able to bear it. At the outset go to sea in a small but well-found barque ; you can sail a three-master when you have gained experience and can command the necessary capital. The process of home culture must be worked out in the country as well as in town, though it will necessarily assume a different character. The facilities for making home happy — which is the object of home culture — are as many there as else- where, though they are not the same. It is amusing to hear some people talk of the annual migration to the country as if it were a sad and lamentable event ; as if their departure from the joys of town was a thing to weep over, like the expulsion of Adam and Eve from the delightful bowers and glades of -Eden : * They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, . . . Some natural tears they dropt, but wiped them soon . . .’ as, let US hope, our urban fanatics will do when experience has revealed to them the pleasures of a rural life. For my own part, I firmly believe, with Cowper, that ‘ God made the country, and man made the town,^ if, indeed, in the making of the latter a certain Power and Presence of grisly repute were not very intimately concerned. It is to me always a moment of intense intellectual and moral pleasure when I turn my back upon the great city, with its hurrying crowds, its noisy streets, its worship of Mammon, its greed, its cares, its petty ambitions, its barren- ness, and bend my steps towards fresh woods and pastures new ; towards the cool shadows of the leafy woods, and the green hedgerows, and the sparkle of silver streams in the meadows, and the glow of golden harvests upon the fertile plains, and the gleam of white cottages among the purple 40 COUNTRY VERSUS TOWl^. treasures of the orchard. No doubt the country, like the town, has its cares and sorrows, its greed and ambition ; but they seem to assume a less repulsive shape, and^ are not forced so prominently upon your notice. You may give yourself up to the song of birds and streams, and heed them not — be ignorant even of their existence. Let them alone ; cast them behind you utterly, and go forth into the odorous recesses of the woodland, where the blackbird is piping out his very soul in joy; or climb the green hilltop, and watch the waves of light and shade as they roll over the tremulous blades of the young green corn ; or linger on the pleasant lea, where the colt watches your approach with gentle, steadfast eye, to scamper away with a toss of the free young head when you approach too near ; or pace to and fro the ‘ ribbed sand,’ and take into your heart that mighty music of the sea which means so much that can never be translated into words. When you know all that a country life puts within your reach, all the sights and sounds of beauty and sweetness which it makes yours, all the graceful and glorious and wonderful images and fancies with which it will fill your mind, I think you will cease to speak of it as dull, or to look forward to it with the apprehension of one who waits his exile from his native land. I like at times — and I trust the custom is not distasteful to my readers — to embellish my prose with the charms of poetry, and draw upon the stores of our sweet singers for illustrations of the subject with which I am led to deal. And I remember a passage in William Browne’s ‘ Britannia’s Pastorals’ — a poem, or series of poems, pregnant with the breath of rural life — which will find here an appropriate niche. It is a country pic- ture which he sketches with sweet simplicity, and I ask you to contrast it with those ‘ afternoon teas ’ and ‘ at homes ’ which absorb so much of your attention and consume (to little purpose !) so much of your energy : L . . Here, the curious cutting of a hedge, There, in a pond, the trimming of the sedge ; Here the fine setting of well shaded trees. The walks there mounting up by small degrees. The gravel and the green so equal lie. It, with the rest, draws on your lingering eye ; Here the sweet smells that do perfume the air, Arising from the infinite repair Of odoriferous buds and herbs of price — As if it were another Paradise — THE POETS AND THE COUNTRY, 41 So please the smelling sense, that you are fain Where last you walked to turn and walk again.’ No doubt of it ! Once taste those fresh and pure enjoy- ments, and you will crave for more of them ; the wider grows your knowledge, the more serene will be your satisfaction. Such pleasures never pall upon the appetite, because there is always in them a something which you have never before dis- covered. ‘ There the small birds with their harmonious notes Sing to a spring that smileth as she floats. . . .’ Is not that a lovely line ? Observe its pleasant alliterative melod}^ ‘ For in her face a many dimples show And often skips as she did dancing go . • . This with no small delight retains your ear, And makes yon think none blest btit who live there, , Not even the denizens of Tyburnia or Belgravia, not even the ladies and cavaliers who, in the hot summer afternoons, per- form the penance of fashion in the sultry length and breadth of Rotten Row ! ‘ There in another place the fruits that be In gallant clusters decking each good tree. Invite your hand to nip them from the stem. And, liking one, taste every sort of them : Then to the arbours walk, then to the bowers. Thence to the walks again, thence to the flowers. Then to the birds, and to the clear spring thence. Now pleasing one, and then another sense.’ Eye and ear, heart, soul and brain, are alike entertained, refreshed and invigorated by the sights and sounds with which a country life surrounds us. It is in rural retirement that we can think most clearly, that we can form the wisest resolves, decide upon the loftiest purposes, and cherish the holiest affec- tions. No man ever saw more of the picturesque side of town life than Sir Walter Raleigh, who shone in Elizabeth's court among the most brilliant of her favourites — soldier and states- man and courtier — and yet, from the courtly state and pageantry that glittered around him, he turned a wistful eye towards the sweet Eden-like scenes of the country, with their promise of tranquillity and the fulness of their innocent and enduring 4^ THE STUDY OF NATURE. pleasures. How from his heart arises the almost passionate benediction : — ‘ Blest silent groves ! O may ye be For ever Mirth’s best nursery ! May pure contents For ever pitch their tents Upon these downs, these meads, these rocks, these mountains. And Peace still slumber by these purling fountains !’ In country life the study of Nature will, of course, be a prin- cipal source of enjoyment. There is so much to be seen and understood — from the daisy that closes its pink-tipped petals in the gloaming, to the character and axis of the strata that compose the bulk of yonder hill. Every tree has its indi- viduality, every flower has something rare and beautiful in its structure. You cannot pass a hedgerow which is not rich in points of interest; not a stream swirls across the meadows without a meaning in its music. The croft, the coppice, the meadow, the cornfield — all offer their abundant materials to the student. Insect life is an inexhaustible mine of wonders ; or the birds will claim your closest and most intelligent atten- tion. The colour and outline of the landscape will also repay your investigation, and you will be charmed by its beauty or awe-stricken by its sublimity. Perhaps it is such a scene as the forest-land still, in some parts of the country, presents to the gratified eye, where the tall trees spread for miles their con- tiguity of shade, with stalwart trunks and gnarled boughs that have withstood the storms of centuries. There the squirrels make merry in the oaks, and the deer rove in the ferny glades. Ah, what haunts for poets ! What silver-shining brooks carry the sunshine into cool sylvan bowers! What sloping grassy banks smile with convolvulus and pimpernel 1 Or it may be a scene on the threshold of the haunted region of Devonshire — a valley echoing with the sullen voice of the deep, dark river, and lifting up huge ruddy tors into the clear thin air. Or it may be the bright orchard-scenes of Hereford and Worcester, all rich in bloom and fragrance ; or the fairy dales of Derbyshire ; or the purple wolds of Yorkshire ; or the fens of Anglia, with their eerie colouring ; or the wooded ridges of Staffordshire ; or the beautiful valleys and hills of Lancashire ; or the broad, undulating, grassy downs of Sussex. You need not go far afield to find and partake of these delights. The railway and the factory have encroached upon old England, IN THE NEIGHBOURHOOD OF GREAT TOtVNS. 43 but still, at this very day, the fresh green country runs up to the immediate borders of our large towns. From London, a short ride takes you to the charming landscapes among the northern hills, or to the leafy villages that line the valley of the upper Thames, or to the sweet nooks and corners of Kent and Surrey. Within three or four miles of Manchester, of Leeds, of Hull, of Bristol, of Birmingham, you may revel in all that is most characteristic of country life. To many persons the name of Nottingham would suggest no grateful idea, and yet its neighbourhood has much to delight and inspire an artist. Those who know Bramcote, and Attenborough,, and Newstead, and Birkland, and Harlowe Wood wilt wonder that so few singers have celebrated their charms, and will own that country life may there be studied under its most picturesque aspects. William Howitt has written very graphically and lovingly of a forest-bit — near Oxton — a fragment of ballad-haunted Sher- wood which, I think, might find acceptance even with the most inveterate of anti-bucolics. You get your first glimpse of its picturesque beauty at a little bridge which crosses a clear and rapid trout-stream, and looking from thence, you throw your gaze into a long valley filled with sedges, glancing in the dis- tance with the light of waters. Below you the stream widens into a little lake, dimpling round a grassy islet, and in this lakelet the water-hens are busy, darting ever and anon into the masses of tall hassocky sedge which cluster about its banks. Further down, the view is bounded by cool woods and green copses ; but upward the valley stretches like a cantle cut out of Paradise, with the wild moorland on the right and pastoral fields on the left. Cross the heathy uplands and you find yourself surrounded by sights of beauty, by sweet odours, and musical sounds. You come at length to a shepherd^s hut, built up of heath and turf, which furnishes a convenient resting-place. It seems a favourite resort of the birds, for we are no sooner seated than to the woodland just below it come a host of feathered visitors ; yellow-hammers, rosy-breasted gorse-linnets, pied wagtails, and graceful yellow wagtails, whinchats of the richest colours, titlarks, and luscious wheatears, all mingling their songs and cries in one various chorus. Beautiful is it to see them, thinking them- selves unseen, and disporting in unrestrained freedom. Into the lucid water they wade up to the very necks, and twitter, 44 SOCIAL ASPECTS OF COUNTRY LIFE, and flutter, and chirp, and break into joyous song; while some stand perfectly still, enjoying the cool liquid as it streams through their feathers, and others dip, and dive, and sprinkle it over their feathers, and yield themselves up to an ecstasy of delight which you cannot witness without sympathy. Many fly away, but their places are immediately filled by new-comers. Here have we a peep into the life of these little lowly creatures which is rarely attained, and for the rareness of which we have to thank our tyranny. But we proceed, and in a, few moments come upon the margin of a mere which reminds us of that lonely lake into which Sir Bedivere, at King Arthur’s bidding, flung the sword Excalibur. Out of it the wild fowl rise in numbers, and on clanging wings fly to more remote waters ; and when they are gone we become aware of little voices which have been drowned in their louder ones. These are the cries of large flocks of ducklings, young teal, coots, and other ^ aquatics,’ which have been left behind, and now sail to and fro amongst the tall pillars of sedge, ever and anon emerging from beneath their drooping nests of leaves, with open beaks intent upon their insect-prey. Now comes the cuckoo with its cowering motion and leaden-hued plumage, and that quaint guttural note which listeners in general are too distant to hear, catching only its ordinary articulate chant, that ‘ minor third ’ whence it derives its name. Here I must stop my pen. The reader’s quick imagination will doubtlessly create the scene in all its varied details, or scenes as attractive, if dissimilar in character. To seek such scenes and study them, and master all their significance, is one of the prime delights of country life. Then there are the social aspects, customs, and observances of country life demanding our investigation. In many parts of the country harvest-home lingers still, and the village bells ring out their merriest chime as the loaded wains pass, creaking and groaning, into the farmer’s yard. It is sometimes said that much of the old picturesqueness has been destroyed by the intro- duction of machinery, and that the mower, the reaper, and the gleaner are being rapidly improved off the face of rural England. But is there nothing picturesque in the machinery itself? in the swift action of the reaping machine and the automatic pre- cision of the steam-mower as it cuts and lays down the hay in A VILLAGE FEAST. 45 regular swathes ? Is there nothing in them regarded as evidences of the successful application of human ingenuity, and of the adaptation of the motive power of the steam-engine to purposes undreamed of by its inventors? Plough Monday is no longer celebrated, or its celebration is confined to the children ; but the Foresters, or the Gardeners, or the local Friendly Society have their annual feast and holiday, which calls into requisition all the resources of the village. By five o’clock in the morning the band m.usters in the village street and goes round to the neighbouring villages and farmhouses to summon forth the revellers. In this procession the drum may be said to take the lead ; he makes more noise and drinks more beer than any of the other performers. About dinner-time, or between twelve and one o’clock, the band usually returns to the centre and headquarters of festivity, fol- lowed by the members of the club in gala attire — with a great display of ribbons, rosettes, mysterious insignia, and banners covered with quaint devices; and their wives, children, and sweethearts proud of the appearance of Tom and Ned and Giles. After a hearty appreciation of the beer and solid viands provided by mine host of the ‘ Red Lion ’ or ‘ Ring of Bells,’ the villagers apply themselves to such sad amusements as befit the grave English temperament, while the musicians go off to play in front of the principal houses — the parsonage, the hall, the banker’s — and levy contributions towards the expenses of the day. In the evening these indefatigable instrumentalists assemble in the club-room of the public-house, and then ‘ the ball begins.’ That such arduous labours involve the absorption of abnormal quantities of beer will easily be understood, and on such an occasion may perhaps, by easy moralists, be excused. ‘ Dancing is kept up with great spirit ’ till two or three o’clock in the morning. The favourite measures used to be country dances, but the quadrille and the polka are now exceedingly popular. Meantime the open space in front of the inn has become crowded with shows and booths, which do ‘ a roaring trade ’ among the yokels, their wives, children, and sweethearts;— shooting-galleries, swings, merry-go-round-abouts, and exhibi- tions of ‘the fat woman,’ or ‘the Norfolk giant,' with glittering stalls for the sale of gingerbread, nuts, and gilded cakes — tooth- some but indigestible. At last the crowd begins to thin off j the inn closes its shutters and its doors ; the musicians cease, 46 THE STATUTE FAIR, from exhaustion and much beer, and in twos and threes the weary revellers betake themselves to their respective homes, some engaged in friendly chat that ever and anon breaks out into ardent professions of personal esteem, and others startling the silence of the night with snatches of half-tipsy song. Be it said that the quieter and more respectable villagers have retired from the revelry long before, and two-thirds of the village are already fast asleep. In some places a short service at the parish church begins the day, and the vicar himself makes his appearance at ‘ the dinner.’ An air of decorum is thus thrown over the proceedings which has a markedly salutary effect. One of the great evils of the ‘new order ’ of things in country life is the extent to which the upper classes are separating themselves from the amusements of the lower, to the grave injury of both ; this separation encouraging a belief that their interests are hostile, and inciting in the minds of the lower a sentiment of antagonism against their masters and employers which, I fear, will yet produce evil fruit. The ‘ statty ’ or statute fair, for the half-yearly hiring of farm servants, is still kept up in many parts of the country ; it would be well if it were everywhere abolished. On these occasions the young men and women 'of the district gather at the appointed centre, and stand in the market-place for hire, the special service which they profess being indicated by a badge ; thus, the herds and hinds assume a bunch of wool, the would-be carter twists a piece of whipcord in his cap, and the aspirant for a housemaid’s place adorns her bonnet with a sprig of broom. When engaged, both sexes pin a knot of bright-coloured ribbons on breast or shoulder, like so many recruits for her Majesty’s military forces. After the business of the day is over, servants and employers alike proceed to ‘enjoy themselves,’ and sometimes the enjoyment takes a very ques- tionable shape indeed. The days of the ‘ statty ’ are numbered, but most of the servants like it because it secures them a day’s ‘ outing,’ and farmers because it gives them an opportunity of testing and comparing a good many applicants before they make their final choice. Any survey of country life would be Incomplete which did not include the ‘ habits and customs ’ of the farmers, who still form an important class of our population, and wield a con- siderable influence. A pleasant essayist, writing some thirteen THE FARMER OF TO-DA V. 47 years ago^ speaks of the chief events which give variety to the tenant-farmer’s life as the weekly market, the agricultural meet- ing, and the visitation ; and to this day they are the three great events in the agriculturist’s calendar. So far as the markets are concerned, we cannot shut our eyes to the great changes which have taken place. The farmer no longer rises before five, and straddles his rough cob, or instals himself in his old gig, and jogs away at the rate of six miles an hour to reach the market-place at seven. He does not think of moving until about eleven or twelve, and then he mounts a smartly got-up dog-cart, or, wonder of wonders ! takes a second or first-class ticket at the railway-station, and travels by train to the ren- dezvous. At two o’clock he sits down to the market-dinner, a luxurious repast of fish and game and poultry, ^washed down’ by sherry, claret, aye, and champagne. Here he settles his en- gagements for the ensuing week, discusses the new manures or the latest improvement in machinery; gives and accepts invitations to shoot and course and sup ; grumbles at American competition, and compares meteorological notes. For the English farmer of the present day is a very different person from the farmer of 1840 or even i860. The growth of the public mind has not been limited to the manufacturing and commercial districts. Successive bad seasons, foreign competition, and other causes, have aroused the farmer from the supposed noimal apathy of bucolicism, and he is now a quick, active, intelligent man of business, taking a warm interest in politics, shrewdly forecasting the various circumstances and conditions that may affect his special interests, and studying the application of science to the cultivation of the soil. In most parts of England he is not to be distinguished outwardly from the well-to-do trader or manufacturer ; the top-boots have vanished, and the leather breeches, and the flowered waistcoat. Greatest change of all, he is ceasing to regard his interests as necessarily identical with those of his landlord, and is beginning to look after his own as something distinct from those of the latter. Whilst counting amongst the most loyal of subjects, he claims a perfect independence of thought, action, and partizanship, whether in political or ecclesiastical matters. The members of his class who have gained an entrance into the Houseof Com- mons are to be found distributed, but not quite equally, amongst the Conservative and the Liberal benches. 48 AT THE AGRICULTURAL MEETING. It is curious to read the following passage, which was written in 1867, and to contrast it with the present state of things. A complete, if gradual and almost silent, revolution has been worked. ‘ At the agricultural meeting the farmer goes to hear his county member much in the same spirit in which Hannibal listened to the lecturer. This critical mood, however, extends only to the nature of wurzels, the quality of tiles, and the pros- pects of wool and corn. When politics are introduced, he listens to the orator, not, indeed, with that deferential faith or keen party spirit which he once possessed, but with curiosity, as he might listen to a traveller who had just returned from foreign countries. In matters of pure politics the farmer of the present day is some- what of a Gallio. His moral system has never recovered from the shock which it experienced in 1846 ; and even on questions that more intimatelyconcern himsclfhe exhibitsbutalanguid interest. The malt-tax rouses him to only an ephemeral excitement ; he has but little faith in those that promise its repeal, and if he nourishes any strong opinions about anything, they are usually of such a nature that he thinks it better to keep them to him- self. He now accordingly sits down at the town-hall, or the corn-exchange, or the Plantagenet Arms, or wherever the dinner may be held, prepared to hear a political speech as a matter of course, but not caring very much about it. Like the northern farmer and his clergyman, so with the farmer and his member. He supposes he says what he is obliged to say, and he listens and takes his leave.’ But he no longer listens: he speaks for himself; he has dared to raise his voice against privileges and monopolies which seemed to be perpetuated to his own disadvantage ; and he has succeeded in making so many alterations, both in himself and the conditions and circumstances of his life, that it is useless to deny that the traditional British farmer, the farmer of our caricaturists and novelists, is as extinct as the traditional country squire ; and his successor is, as I have said, a wholly different personage — much more intelligent, far less prejudiced, and, to my mind, much more respectable and interesting. The essayist I have quoted, ascending from the farmers to the clergy and gentry, asserts that the country life of the latter has not much altered in its essence. They keep, perhaps, rather later hours; some of them drink claret, and not so many A COUNTRY DINNER TARTY. <9 clergymen hunt. I am unable to agree with him. I think the gentry have felt the influence of that spirit of change which has passed over the whole country and so largely modified its social conditions. Their ranks have been recruited in great numbers from the more prosperous of our merchants and manufacturers, who have infected the whole order with their activity, restlessness, and passion for liberal expenditure. The country gentry differ little, if at all, from the town gentry ; as a matter of fact, perhaps, they are identical, the town gentry be- coming country gentry for the autumn and winter months, and the country gentry migrating to town for ‘the season.’ As a necessary consequence, the ‘fashions’ of the metropolis have been adopted into country life, with only such relaxations as the indulgence in a large amount of open-air pastime has made desirable. There are ‘ afternoon teas ’ in our country as well as our town houses; and the etiquette that governs ‘calls’ and ‘receptions’ in London prevails at Pedlington Parva. Our rural readers are able to judge for themselves how much of truth is contained in the following remarks : — ‘ The country dinner-party still survives in all its ancient dignity, and has certainly now become one of the most incom- prehensible modes of giving and receiving pleasure which mankind have yet invented. A man comes in tired from hunting or shooting, or from working in his parish, at five o’clock ; and instead of refreshing himself with all those com- forts which no man can find out of his own house, he is hurried upstairs to dress, is dragged down shivering to the hall-door, and bundled into a damp carriage, to be jostled some eight or ten miles across country, there to swallow salt soup, clammy cutlets, and cheap claret at a neighbour’s house, in deference to conventions from which the whole spirit has departed. In former days, when the dinner was at half-past five or six, when the men did really and seriously drink port wine together for a couple of hours, and when a round game and a rubber were permitted to carry on the evening till eleven or twelve o’clock, the arrival of the carriages being preceded by ‘ a traj ’ — then, indeed, there was some meaning in a country dinner-party. People met together to do something which they could not do so well in any other way. The conversation might not be metaphysical, the scandal might not be metropolitan ; but the port wine, the whist, and the Pope Joan, were sound realities 4 50 RUJ^AL AMUSEMENTS, on which people looked back with satisfaction, as on so many more good things got out of life and stored away beyond the reach of fortune. But the dinner at seven, the coffee after two glasses, tea and photographs at half-past nine, and the carriages at the door at ten — these things are an unsubstantial pageant.’ The recognised amusements of country life are necessarily out-of-door amusements; such as riding, driving, boating, swimming, hunting, archery, skating, shooting. Upon such etiquette as connects itself with one or two of these, I shall have to offer some hints hereafter. Generally speaking, these, and all other amusements which enter into our social life, should be governed by the one great principle of unselfishness, which lies at the bottom of true courtesy. I think it will be forgiven to a man if his shooting-jacket be of an obsolete cut, or his toxophilite equipment incomplete in some of its details, if he carry this principle into his conduct, and do unto his companions as he would have them do unto himself. Where men do congregate, or where men and women assemble to- gether, or women alone, harmonious relations can be preserved only by the maintenance of a general spirit of good-humour, of that equable temper which gives and takes, of that generosity which respects the wishes as well as the rights of others. ‘ Be just and fear not’ is an excellent maxim; but in society, ‘ Be generous and assert not ’ is a better. Etiquette may be regarded as a protest by society against individual assertion, and, at the same time, as the code of rules by which it endeavours to repress or guard against that assertion. Everybody who has formed part of a shooting or boating party, into which a self-asserting individual has intruded himself, knows how that one man is able to destroy the comfort of all the others. A fly on a wheel, it is true, does no harm, and we laugh at the silly pride which places it there ; but a fly in your eye is excessively disagreeable and irritating, though it is no bigger there than on the wheel. We are unable, therefore, to laugh at self-assertion, because, insignificant as it is in itself, it is a source of annoyance and even pain. Country life offers such opportunities for the cultivation of one very elegant amusement, as town life, under the most favourable conditions, cannot bring within our reach : I refer to gardening. In towns our gardens wear always an artificial air, and exact of us sacrifices which they cannot to any extent GARDENING FOR LADIES. Si repay. But in the country, we can .convert them into ^ Eden bowers ’ with very small labour, when that labour is directed by skill and intelligence ; we can easily provide our homes with the grace and refinement which are inseparable from flowers. The exercise is healthy as it is enjoyable; it is open to both sexes ; a lady can wield the rake and hoe, while the rougher work is relegated to masculine hands. In many, perhaps in most, families the care of the garden is left to a hired gardener ; but this is a mistake, and is fatal to the whole- some entertainment which ought to be got out of it. It may have its flourishing shrubs, its bowers of glossy evergreens, its beds of blushing blossoms ; but it is not the same thing as when cultivated by our own hands ; it does not so closely engage our sympathies; we have no personal interest in it; it is only nominally ours — really and truly it is the gardener’s. How different our feelings towards it when each flower has grown up under our personal supervision ; when yonder rich mass ot carnations was planted by ourselves ; when that broad cluster of nemophila was sown by ourselves ; when to our fancy is due that arrangement of alyssum and lobelia ; when those fair gladioles have grown up under our eye ; when we have laid out each bed and designed each path ! There are gardens and gardens : each one to his taste — ■ Italian, Elizabethan, Queen Anne, Modern English — it is easy to say some words in defence of each. There may be terraces, fountains, and statues, with trim parterres and broad flights of steps ; or there may be cool stretches of lawn under green boughs, striking promontory-wise into masses of shrubbery, and broken up by well-conceived groups of rock-work. It is not the style — not even the area — of the garden on which its beauty and pleasure depend, for I have seen cottage gardens which excelled in glow of colour and effectiveness of com- bination gardens laid out by scientific horticulturists. The truth is, a garden ought to exhibit the impress of the mind of its owner, and is successful only in proportion to its indivi- duality of character. Its position ought to be studied : its relation to the surrounding landscape ; the object it is intended to serve. Owing to a foolish and ignorant neglect of these considerations, three-fourths of our gardens are spoiled ; they attain a uniformity of dulness, a monotony of imitativeness, which drive the beholder nearly mad. Each is as like the 4—3 UNIVERSITY Of ILLINOIS UBRAR"^ A SENSIBLE GARDEN. S2 other as perverted taste can make it ; the same style of flower- beds, the same kind of evergreens, the same accumulation of ^ bedding-out plants,’ the same miserable ‘ arrangement ’ of geometrical patterns, which look as if the owner had been endeavouring to work out Euclid’s problems. I would rather see gardens less ambitious, and with more soul in them. I would rather see each plant and shrub and flower giving posi- tive evidence of its owner’s solicitude. To love a garden it must be your own ; must be your own creation : it is but a weak affection, after all, which we profess for other people’s children. That exercise is admittedly the healthiest which aims at the attainment of some amusing or interesting object. Such is gardening. We know what we are working for; if the perspi- ration stand in beaded drops upon our brow, we know, that all this labour is not without an aim or a reward. Every day brings us a fresh toil, but it also brings a new delight. The flower which yesterday v/as but a bud has now unfolded its shining petals ; the plant which, last night, showed but a tiny stem, this morning reveals the first sign of a green leaf. The gardener, like the actor, is brought face to face with the result of his exertions. He sees and feels Nature’s approval of them in the bounty with which she heaps up around him her sure and beautiful gifts. I confess that, like St. Aldegonde, I hate modern gardens. With Euphrosyne, I assert that one may like a mosaic pavement to look like a garden, but not a garden like a mosaic pavement. I delight in a garden from which one may gather a nosegay of fair and fragrant flowers; a garden redolent of perfume and bright with colour ; a garden with leafy shades and ferny nooks, and beds of old-fashioned blossoms, rich in the associations of three or four hundred years. I think Corisande’s garden was a sensible one. ‘ It was formed,’ you may remember, ^ on a gentle southern slope, with turfen terraces walled in on three sides, the fourth consisting of arches of golden yew. Here, in their season, flourished abundantly all those productions of nature which are now banished from our once delighted senses : huge bushes of honeysuckle, and bowers of sweet-pea and sweet-briar, and jessamine clustering over the walls, and gillyflowers scenting, with their sweet breath the ancient bricks from which they A PHYSICAL AND INTELLECTUAL EXERCISE, 53 seemed to spring. There were banks of violets which the southern breeze always stirred, and mignonette filled every vacant nook.’ In such a garden one would never want ‘ materials for thought’ or ‘food for fancy.’ The growth of a flower is in itself a subject on which one might think profitably for happy hours. The seed — then the issue of the green stalks from that earth-grave which is also a cradle — the lateral stems developing from the main stem —the spathe — the unfolding of the leaf— another, and yet another — the upward springing of the main stalk, like the motion of the soul towards the light — the appear- ance of the mystic bud — its enlargement, its development, by some subtle and undiscernible process, into the bright con- summate flower. This phenomenon is a daily occurrence, and therefore we take little note of it ; were it as rare as a volcanic eruption, how it would seize upon our wonder ! ‘ Last spring,’ says Leigh Hunt, in one of his charming essays, ‘ walking over some cultivated grounds, and seeing a multitude of green stalks peeping forth, we amused ourselves with likening them to the plumes and other headgear of fairies, and wondering what faces might ensue ; and from this exercise of the fancy, we fell to considering how true, and not merely fanciful, those specu- lations were ; what a perpetual reproduction of the marvellous was carried on by Nature ; how utterly ignorant we were of the causes of the least and most disesteemed of the commonest vegetables ; and what a quantity of life, and beauty, and mystery, and use, and enjoyment, was to be found in them, composed out of all sorts of elements, and shaped as if by the hands of fairies. What workmanship, with no apparent work- man ! What consummate elegance, though the result was to be nothing (as we call it) but a radish or an onion, and these were to be consumed, or thrown away by millions 1’ Many such speculations will the garden awaken in a thought- ful mind, and thus the physical exercise of gardening may be accompanied by an intellectual exercise, which will help not a little to sweeten, refine, and elevate our country life. Every- thing in a garden, as elsewhere in this wonderful world, is a peg on which may be hung an idea, if we have only an idea to hang upon it. An exquisite garden-picture occurs in Tennyson’s poem of ‘ The Gardener’s Daughter.’ The poet is, I believe, himself 54 TENNYSON^S GARDEN. an amateur gardener of no small proficiency, and at Faring- ford, in the Isle of Wight, the garden attached to his picturesque residence was a sight to see. But here is the picture, which, as I transcribe it, flatters my senses with sweet odours and hints of colour in the golden sunshine : ‘ A well worn pathway courted us To one green wicket in a privet hedge ; This, yielding, gave into a grassy walk Thro’ crowded lilac-ambush trimly pruned ; And one warm gust, full fed with perfume, blew Beyond us, as we entered in the cool. The garden stretches southward. In the midst A cedar spread his dark green layers of shade. The garden-glasses shone, and momently The twinkling laurel scattered silver lights.’ In such a garden it were bliss to live for ever, if that ‘ ever ’ were always summer-time ; and in such a garden one is apt to ask why should autumn come with its touches of decay, and winter with its frost of death ? Then comes the thought, how- ever, that but for those we should never know the joy and happiness of the awakening of spring. Do you recollect Miss Mitford’s garden ? She writes about it, in the enthusiastic terms of love, to her friend, the author of ‘ Aurora Leigh ^ — Elizabeth Barrett Browning. ‘ You would like it,’ she says; ‘ it is so pretty. One side (it is nearly an acre of show flowers) a high hedge of hawthorn, with giant trees rising above it beyond the hedge, whilst all down within the garden are clumps of matchless hollyhocks and splendid dahlias, the top of the garden being shut in by the old irregular cottage, with its dark brickwork covered with vines and roses, and its picturesque chimneys mingling with the bay-tree, again rising into its bright and shining cone, and two old pear-trees festooned with honeysuckle ; the bottom of the garden and the remaining side consisting of lower hedge- rows melting into wooded uplands dotted with white cottages and patches of common. Nothing can well be imagined more beautiful than this little bit of ground is now. Huge masses of lupines (say fifty or sixty spiral spikes), some white, some lilac ; immense clumps of the marvelled Siberian larkspur, glittering like some enormous Chinese jar ; the white and azure blossoms of the variegated monkshood ; flags of all colours ; roses of every shade, some covering the house and MISS MITFORD^S GARDEN. 55 stables and overtopping the roofs, others mingling with tall apple-trees ; others again (especially the beautiful double Scotch rose), low but broad, standing in bright relief to the blues and purples ; and the Oriental poppy, like an orange-lamp (for it really seems to have light within it), shining amidst the deeper greens ; above all, the pyramid of geraniums, beautiful beyond all beauty, rising in front of our garden-room, whilst each corner is filled with the same beautiful flower, and the whole air perfumed by the delicious honeysuckle/ I think that those of my readers who seriously endeavour to frame a garden on the pattern of Miss Mitford^s will rejoice in the admirable opportunities it furnishes of mental and physical exercise, and find in it an aid, not less potent than delightful, to that home culture which makes home happiness. CHAPTER 11. ABROAD. ‘ Home-keeping youth have ever homely wits.^ Shakespeare^ ‘ ’Tis ever common, That men are merriest w^hen they are from home.’ Shakespeare, Society and its Duties — Horace Walpole upon Society — Its Observances must be Complied with — Visiting Cards — ‘Calls’ — A few Words in Defence of the Custom — Ladies and Morning Calls — Anecdotes — An Amusing Mistake — Invitations, Form of — Replies, Form of — Receiving Guests ; some Useful Advice — Qualifications of a Hostess — The late Lady Palmerston — A Perfect Host : the late Lord Lansdowne — The Ostentatious Host and Hostess — The Arrival of Guests ; how they are to be Received — At a County Ball — Before Dinner : ‘An Awful Pause ’ — Washington Irving on Genuine Hospitality — Visiting — Three Kinds, or Classes, of ‘Calls’ — Visits of Ceremony — Letters of Introduction —Entering a Drawing-room — Shaking Hands: a ‘Fine Art’ — The Wrong Ways of Shaking Hands — Leigh Hunt and Hand-Shaking — Visits of Sympathy — Calling on Married Couples — Calling on Families who have Sustained a Bereavement — General Calls — Etiquette for Host and Guest — How to Leave a Room — Introductions, how made, and when — Some General Reflections — Provincial Society — A Grand Party at Cranford, as Described by Mrs. Gaskell —Various kinds of Social Entertainments — Conversaziones, ‘At Homes,’ Receptions — The Etiquette attaching to Conversaziones — Public Conversaziones — Sir Walter Vivian’s, in ‘ The Princess ’ — Afternoon Parties : General Remarks — ‘Five o’Clock Teas’ — ‘Receptions’ — How they may be made Successful — A Panegyric on Tact — Private Musical Parties — Private Theatricals — Amateur Theatricals in Literature — Miss Austen in ‘ Mansfield Park ’ — Miss Edgeworth in ‘ Patronage ’ — ‘ Zara ’ in the Drawing-room — Advice to Amateur Actors — About Tableaux and Figure Scenes — A Tableau at Windsor Castle — Hints on the Production of Tableaux — ‘The Sleeping Beauty’ as a Tableau — ‘The Magic Mirror ’ — Subjects Suitable for Representation— Acting Charades — How they should be got up — The Elizabethan ‘ Masques ’ — ‘ Eive p' Clock Teas’ again. — Garden Parties — A Garden Party in ‘ Lothair’ — • SOCIAL DUTIES. 57 MCettledrums ’ — Picnics — Hints for a Cold Collation — The Picturesque side of Picnics — End of the London Season ; arranging Country Visits — Etiquette for Guests at Country Houses. HEY who live in society must not neglect the social duties : the small attentions, the little courtesies, the acts of reciprocal politeness, by which society is held together. They must know and be known, must exchange visits, must receive one another, and if, in performing this somewhat weary round they feel bored, must be careful not to allow their boredness to be detected. You, rigid moralist that you are, will tell me that this is hypocritical. I reply that politeness is not hypocrisy, but that truth is occa- sionally brutal. I recognise a wide distinction between put- ting forward what is false and not obtruding what is true. If a man, in yawning, should cover his mouth with his hand to hide what is always an ungraceful though an involuntary act, is he a hypocrite ? He does but conceal from his neighbour what his neighbour does not wish and has no right to know. After all, the principle here indicated forms the groundwork of our system of social convenances. That it provokes a good deal of disgust is indubitable, and I don’t know any one who has given stronger expression to this feeling of disgust than Horace Walpole, though no man ever more absolutely lived for and in society. Writing to Sir Horace Mann, he says : — ‘ Don’t you find that nine parts in ten of the world are of no use but to make you wish yourself with that tenth part ? I am so far,’ he continues, ^ from growing used to mankind by living amongst them, that my natural ferocity and wildness does but every day grow worse. They tire me, they fatigue me j I don’t know what to do with them, I don’t know what to say to them ; I fling open the windows, and fancy I want air ; and when I get by myself, I undress myself, and seem to have had people in my pockets, in my plaits, and on my shoulders ! I indeed find this fatigue worse in the country than in town, because one can avoid it there and has more resources ; but it is there, too. I fear ’tis growing old, but I literally seem to have mur- dered a man whose name was Ennui, for his ghost is ever before me. They say there is no English word for ennui ; I think you may translate it most literally by what is called “ entertain- ing people ” and doing the honours that is, you sit an hour with somebody you don’t know and don’t care for, talk about 58 VISITING CARDS, the wind and the weather, and ask a thousand foolish questions, which all begin with, ‘‘ I think you live a good deal in the country,” or “ I think you don’t love this thing or that.” Oh, ’tis dreadful !’ I suspect there is a good deal of hypocrisy or affectation in this bit of Horatian querulousness. As a matter of fact, one does not need to ask or answer foolish questions. And society itself has invented many ingenious expedients for lessening that ennui which the accurate observance of social conventionalities might induce. Among these expedients may be classed the introduction of visiting-cards. As to the cards themselves, they should be as plain as possible ; the gentleman’s is always smaller than the lady’s, whilst that of the lady herself is smaller than was formerly used. The cards of both gentlemen and ladies, remember, should be thin, unglazed, and of good tint and quality. As variations in the style of visiting-cards are constantly being made with more or less minuteness or abruptness of transition, it will be well, on every occasion of renewal, to ascertain whether, between the intervals of supply, there has been any notable change of fashion, and if so, to what extent this should be adopted, modi- fied, or ignored. For this purpose the advice of the stationer will be practically sufficient. There would seem to be good reason for believing that playing-cards were originally used as visiting-cards. In the fourth plate of Hogarth’s ‘ Marriage-a-la- Mode,’ several playing-cards may be seen scattered on the floor, and on one can be read, ‘ Count Basset begs to no how Lade Squander sleapt last nite.^ And a correspondent of JVofes and Queries^ (vol. iv. p. 195) records that about six or eight years before he wrote, during the repair of a house in Dean Street, Soho, four or five visiting-cards were found behind a marble chimney- piece in the front drawing-room, and in each case the name had been written on the back of a common playing-card. One of them was inscribed ‘ Isaac Newton.’ The name, with a simple ‘ Mr.’ or ‘ Mrs.’ before it, is all that is required, except that, in the case of persons having wide-spread circles of friends, it may be convenient, and in some instances almost imperative, that the address should also be given as another instrument of identification. The style will vary in the case of persons of rank, whether social or military ; and, for especial or technical purposes, in the case of persons entitled to an official designa- tion. In illustration of this practice may be instanced such INITIAL HONOURS. 59 possible examples as ^ Viscount Eythorne/ ^ Major Gatling/ ‘ Captain Torpedo/ ‘ Honourable Mrs. Dawsmere/ and so on. There is, it is proper to remark, some little difference of opinion as to whether it is better to use or to omit the honorary prefix which forms a part of the last example, and whether the name in this case should or should not be engraved as that of an ordinary commoner — ‘ Mrs. Dawsmere.’ It is, therefore, to a great extent left to the taste of the individual, and the practice of retaining the honorary title has the advantage just mentioned as attaching to the use of the address — of making identification the more ready and infallible. There are refinements of combination which may be alluded to, but which it is unnecessary to pursue into any very great particularity of detail. Clerical and military office may be combined with hereditary rank or rank by courtesy. Thus there are at present common to the ‘ Peerage ’ and the ‘ Clergy List,’ the Reverend the Earl of Carlisle, the Venerable Lord Say and Sele ; to the ^ Clergy List ’ and the ^ Peerage ’ and titular honours of courtesy, the Reverend the Earl of Mulgrave, and the Hon. and Rev. A. B. and C. D., the designation of the last of whom has lately shown a happy tendency to variety as the Rev. the Hon. A. B., etc. The correctness of this latter form is affirmed by the analogous practice in the coincidence of social with military rank, as exemplified in such forms as General Lord Chelmsford, Colonel the Hon. E. F., etc. ; from all which a general principle may be evolved, that a title or honour to which a man is born, which he inherits, or neces- sarily acquires by succession or otherwise, is closer to him, is more a part of him, than any function, grade, office, or character which he may have derived from the Church, the Horse Guards, or the Admiralty. It is for a kindred reason that accidental or professional honours, such as M.P., Q.C., R.A., and the hun- dred combinations of initial letters designating the membership of learned or ^^/^^Mearned societies, should not be allowed to appear on cards intended for general social distribution. It is proper also that official designations should not be given, ex- cept on cards for use in official circles. Thus, the British Ambassador in a foreign city returns official visits with a card inscribed, ‘ L’Ambassadeur de Sa Majeste Britannique ;’ but with his acquaintances he leaves a card bearing merely his name, as Lord Lyons, Lord Odo Russell, etc. Some gentlemen 6o MORE ABOUT VISITING CARDS. drop the prefix of ‘ Mr./ and even some young ladies, by the recent adoption of a Continental fashion, drop the prefix of ‘ Miss,’ and appear in the unadorned simplicity of only their Christian and surname ; but this is a return to original barbarism which no lady must venture to copy. A young lady, while still under her mother’s wing, does not need a separate card : her name is engraved under that of her mother, thus ; Mrs. Shirley Moreton, Miss Shirley Moreton. If there be more than one daughter presented, the card may run thus ; Mrs. Shirley Moreton, Miss and Miss Florence Shirley Moreton. Or : Mrs. Shirley Moreton, The Misses Shirley Moreton. Some ladies use a pocket-book when leaving cards, and the practice has its advantages ; but whether card-case or pocket- book, let it be of the best quality, but perfectly unostentatious. The rule of distribution may thus be stated : a card for the lady of the house and her daughters (the latter are some- times represented by turning up the edge of the card) ; another for the master of the house, and if there be a grown-up son or near male relative resident in the house, a third card for him. At one house no more than three cards must be left at one time. As married men are exempt from the social necessity of making calls, the wife takes her husband’s cards with her, and leaves one or two with her own. ‘ In visiting-cards,’ as has recently been observed by an expert in the science of good manners, ^ care should be taken to conform with present usage, and to avoid anything considered to be in questionable taste, for a card is the representative of one’s self. To the unrefined or under-bred person, the visiting-card is but a trifling and insignificant piece of paper ; but to the cultured disciple of social law it conveys a subtle and unmistakable intelligence. Its texture, style of engraving, and even the hour of leaving it, combine to place the stranger whose name it bears in a pleasant or a disagreeable attitude, even before his manners, conversation, and face have been able to explain his social position. The higher the civilisation CALLS AND CALLERS. 61 of a community, the more careful it is to preserve the elegance of its social forms. It is quite as easy to express a perfect breeding in the fashionable formalities of cards as by any other method, and perhaps, indeed, it is the safest herald of an invitation for a stranger. Its texture should be fine, its engraving a plain script, its size neither too small, so that its recipients shall say to themselves, “a whimsical person,” nor too large, to suggest ostentation. Refinement seldom touches extremes in anything.^ Having decided upon the material form and appearance of the visiting-card, it will be well to follow that elegant little personal appendage to its various social uses. It accompanies the lady, or gentleman, or both together, on the morning call, which is understood to be best made not much before three, nor much after five, in the afternoon, the time varying, however, with the time of year, or as the locality is in London or in the country, or again according to any other circumstances which the caller or callers will probably know how to take into con- sideration. If, as not infrequently happens, a married lady should represent not herself only, but also her husband, in the round of her social peregrinations, she will leave two of his cards — that is, one each for the lady of the house on whom she calls and her husband, and one to serve as a token and memorial of her own visit. The same thing will happen, miitatis iniLtandis., if a husband and wife make a call in com- pany at the' house of a lady who is not at home to receive them. The practice of turning down one corner of a card is sometimes adopted when it is desirable that it should be understood that a call has been made in person, in contra- distinction to a call which has been, in fact, made by deputy of a servant, who has been sent in charge of cards for that purpose. This is an allowed and recognised practice where professional or other engagements make it inconvenient or im- possible for gentlemen to call on their own account ; but it is contrary to all notions of respect and etiquette to send by post what, if it cannot be left in person, must be left by a friendly or domestic representative. The practice of sending cards by post is allowed by some authorities ; but the later and better custom demands its unhesitating reprehension. It is too cheap an expression of respect to be recommended, and to a fastidious taste it is so repugnant as to be intolerable. 62 A DEFENCE OF CALLS, From cards we come to ^ calls/ on which society falls back when visiting-cards have done their duty. A great deal of un- necessary satire has been lavished upon a custom, which, though it has its ridiculous and its wearisome side, is not without its advantages and its pleasant characteristics. I do not see, indeed, how society could exist if ‘ calls ’ were abolished. How should we make acquaintance, and by what process would acquaintances develop into friends ? And can there be a more agreeable way of utilising our leisure than in looking up our neighbours, and chatting with them in the unrestrained inter- course of domestic life ? No doubt it is sometimes a painful duty to pay visits or to receive them ; I don’t like Mrs. D , with her Brummagem gentility, and regard the time as hopelessly wasted which is spent in calling upon her. Or I have some special work to accomplish, and cannot get through it in time, because Mrs. D , whom / do not like, calls upon who do not like her, wasting my time and temper, and putting both of us to inconvenience. But, after all, these are exceptional cases. We may surely take it for granted that we like most of our acquaintances, and that most of them like us^ and it is hardly a matter of impossibility so to arrange our daily engage- ments that ‘ a morning call ' shall not greatly interrupt them. Much of the splenetic satire poured out upon ‘ calls ’ and ‘ morning visits ’ seems to me as beside the mark, as unreal and purely ‘got up,’ as the satire which fourth-rate dramatists and comic writers vent upon mothers-in-law. We must be sadly deficient in conversational resource if we cannot enter- tain one another — the caller and the callee — for the brief space to which it is allowable to protract a visit. Were it not for this excellent social institution, our English reserve and in- difference would assume colossal proportions, and the hedge within which we enclose ourselves from contact with our fellows would become absolutely impassable. An authority on these subjects wisely remarks that ‘ the visit or call is a much better institution than is generally supposed. It has,’ he admits, ‘ its drawbacks. It wastes much time ; it necessitates much small talk. It obliges one to dress on the chance of finding a friend at home ; but for all this it is almost the only means of making an acquaintance ripen into a friendship. In the visit all the strain which general society somehow necessi- tates is thrown off. A man receives you in his rooms cordially, AJV ANECDOTE AND A CONTRETEMPS, 63 and makes you welcome, not to a stiff dinner, but an easy- chair and conversation. A lady, who in the ball-room or party has been compelled to limit her conversation, can here speak more freely. The talk can descend from generalities to per- sonal inquiries ; and need I say that if you wish to know a young lady truly, you must see her at home, and by daylight’ For myself, I do not think it a hardship to call upon an agreeable materfamilias and her charming daughters, and spend thirty or forty minutes in lively and intelligent talk, to which, somehow or other, their bright eyes lend a peculiar piquancy. But you will say that every materfamilias is not agreeable, and all daughters not charming. True : but, my good sir, do you expect roses to be without thorns ? As well expect our English summer to be without rain. You must take the rough with the smooth ; the unattractive with the delightful ; cloud and sun- shine. A fine law of compensation prevails in Nature ; and if ypu strike a profit and loss account of the calls you pay in a year, I am sure you will find a large balance on the profit side. An amusing story is told in illustration of the zeal with which some ladies go through this so-called penance of morning calls, which apparently fills in their lives a place second only to the pleasure of shopping. Lady B. was living in a part of Scotland where country houses lie scattered at a considerable distance from one another, and the round of visits she had marked out for herself would clearly occupy a whole day. To this plan her daughters objected, alleging that fasting for so many hours always made them ill. ‘Ah,’ replied Lady B., ‘I have guarded against that difficulty by arranging to reach Castle T. at two o'clock. The Ts. will then be at luncheon, and will certainly invite us to partake of some.' Lady B. had her way; she and her daughters started, called on two or three ‘ friends,’ with whom they exchanged the usual con- ventional common-places, and arrived at Castle T. exactly at the calculated hour. Mrs. T. was delighted to see them, and entered on an animated conversation, but spoke no word of luncheon. The visitors felt the pangs of hunger so acutely that they could scarcely bear their part in the lively talk, and eagerly awaited the expected invitation. Half-past two came — a quarter to three. Lady B. could no longer prolong her stay, and took leave of her hostess. But in doing so she betrayed, to Mrs. T.’s astonishment and the intense delight of her daughters, the 64 A FRIENDLY VISIT. sul}ject of her secret thoughts. ‘Good-bye/ she said, ‘dear Mrs. Luncheon !’ After a moment’s wonder Mrs. T. took the hint, and invited her guests to take some refreshment. As she was really a very hospitable woman she would not be re- fused, and explained that for the convenience of some mem- bers of her family the luncheon hour had been altered to one. Lady B., on her part, made a full confession, and the Avhole party then sat down to an extemporised collation, which proved one of the most successful repasts ever served. Another story, of a different kind, may be acceptable to the reader. A worthy, but somewhat punctilious gentleman, no longer in his robust youth, was persuaded by his wife to call upon some old friends of hers who had just come to settle in London, but with whom he was unacquainted. He at last gave his consent, after inquiring particularly where they lived, and whether his wife was certain as to the street and the num- ber of the house. ‘ Oh yes,’ said Mrs. D., ‘ I was there only last week. It is No. — , in Street, Cavendish Square. I know the house perfectly well.’ It was the flush and maturity of summer, and the weather being hotter than we have any idea of in these degenerate days, Mr. and Mrs. D. resolved to start early and visit their friends before luncheon. When they entered the street, Mrs. D. felt a moment’s hesitation, but it vanished on her recollecting that on her previous visit she had not crossed the Park, and had struck the street at the other end. She was very careful to say nothing to her husband, and, moreover, she felt assured that she remembered the exterior of the house too well to fall into any blunder. ‘That is it, I suppose. Mr. , did you not say?’ growled her husband, irritated at his hot walk, and resenting his foolish consent to undergo the affliction of a morning call. ‘ Oh yes, certainly.’ Mrs. D. spoke with assurance : did she not remember the flowers in the windows and the creepers in the balcony ? When the door opened she felt some misgivings. The servant, the hall, the staircase, seemed to have undergone a change ; but she was reassured when, on asking if Mrs. X. were at home, a reply was readily given in the affirmative. On being shown into the reception-room her doubts returned, for A HAPPY MISTAKE. 65 the apartment was different in every respect to the one in which Mrs. X. had greeted her a few days before, and two gentlemen were there whom she did not know. Presently the servant came to say that Mrs. X. was dressing, but would be down in a few minutes. There was nothing to be done but wait, and no virtue to be cultivated but patience. Suddenly the door was thrown open, and a lady with flowers in her hair and w’-ear- ing a low evening dress entered hastily. Mr. D. looked up astonished ; but his gaze grew more bewildered when he saw his wife and her friend stop short in their swift advance to perform the usual feminine salutation. Mrs. D. did not know — had never before seen — this Mrs. X. Mrs. X. did not know — had never before heard of-— this Mrs. D. At last there came some hastily murmured apologies, and an explanation. Mrs; X. had been expecting an early visit from Mr. M., the great artist, to take her portrait, and had dressed accordingly. Another family of the same name as her own had recently bought a house a few doors lower down, and the circumstance had already caused some awkward mistakes. This family, of course, were Mrs. D.’s friends, and she had blundered about the house ; not an unforgivable blunder in London, where one house reflects another, and the demon of uniformity reigns in street after street. To the comedy of errors, however, a pleasant conclusion was furnished by Mrs. X.’s earnest request that the visitors vialgre eiix would stay to luncheon, and in this way began an acquaintance which rapidly ripened into a warm friendship. May all our mistakes, dear reader, end as happily ! If the lady of the house on whom the call is made be at home to receive her visitors, the latter are not — according to the present canons of etiquette, which in these trivial matters of detail are apt to be ephemeral and inconstant, and, in this particular instance, have only recently been adopted — to offer their cards to the servant for presentation. If they are so offered, however, the well-trained domestic will know how to suppress the ‘ pasteboard ’ without delivery, when the persons whom it nominally describes are present to answer for themselves ; and following the servant to the drawing-room, will be verbally an- nounced and received. In the case of calls about business, 5 65 ABOUT CALLS AMD LNVITATLONS. or by one stranger upon another, say for such a purpose as an inquiry into the character of a servant, the old rule of sending in a card as an announcement of personality may still, for convenience sake, be observed. A couple of ladies, whether in the relation of friends, or of mother and daughter, will frequently find it convenient to make calls together. In London the number of callers should ordi- narily be kept down to two persons, whereas in the country an entire family may call all at once without indiscretion. The reasons for this are too obvious to require dwelling upon; but there is one advantage that may be stated in the London limitation of numbers, that in the case of families, their inter- course is all the more frequent because it is kept up by the visits only of instalments of their members. Into the drawing-room of a house belonging to another person, callers will take care that, through their agency, or in their company, neither children nor dogs — the collocation is not complimentary, but it is inevitable — should be suffered to intrude. If care be requisite in drawing up and issuing invitations — and, after all, it is upon the observance of these ‘ minor morals ^ that the social harmony depends — not less is it needful in replying to them. Whether through indolence, constitutional or acquired, or through ignorance, or through a stress of engage- ments, some persons are reprehensibly dilatory in answering the notes they receive. It must be assumed that they are un- conscious of the inconvenience their diiatoriness causes. Yet let them apply the argument ad hominem. Let them suppose that they have sent out twelve invitations to a dinner-party ; that next day they receive six answers only ; will they not be much annoyed by the consequent impossibility of completing their arrangements ? When the delay is due to either of the causes adverted to, it is almost inexcusable ; but it is really un- pardonable when it arises from a vulgar belief that to keep your friend waiting is to assert your own superiority. More- over, the delay in the former case shows a want of proper management — of that method and order essential to the adequate discharge of the duties laid upon us by our social position. It is the easiest thing in the world for the mistress of a house to set apart a portion of the day for letter-writing, which, of course, will include the issue and acknowledgment ABOUT REPLIES TO INVITATIONS. 67 of invitations. A time for everything, and everything in its time, is a motto which the capable and careful housewife will not fail to act upon. A prompt reply is a necessary act of courtesy. If in the affirmative it sets your friend’s mind at rest, if in the negative, it gives her an opportunity of sending out another invitation to supply your place. Your friend, in arranging her party, has given the preference to A., B., C, and D. If D., yourself, can- not accept the invitation, she can then ask E., but only if you have replied without delay. She cannot ask E. unless she can give E. sufficient notice ; for E., perhaps, belongs to that class of persons who take offence at a short invitation. You, I hope, are not one of those persons who deliberately defer replying to an invitation they do not specially favour, in the hope that one they like better may turn up. It is an elementary law of etiquette that an invitation to dinner should be answered im- mediately \ if the servant wait, it should be returned by him ; if it be left, an answer should be despatched at once ; if it be sent by post, the answer should follow ‘by return of post.’ Should your husband be out at the time, you must of course await his return ; or if he be from home for a day or two, you should write to your friend as follows : — ‘ Dear Mrs. Z., Many thanks for your kind invitation, which I trust we may be able to accept ; but my husband is in the country, and I am not certain as to his engagements. I will let you know the moment I hear from him.’ Invitations from country friends should be answered immediately ; so should wedding invita- tions, and invitations to private theatricals, concerts, and similar entertainments. Answers to ‘ at homes ’ may be sent within two days. There is an art in receiving guests ; some persons by a smile, a grasp of the hand, a well-chosen word or two, will at once put you at your ease, and make you feel that you are welcome; others, with a much more elaborate courtesy, will fail to pro- duce so agreeable an impression. It all depends upon manner ; and a lady desirous of standing well with society will find it advisable to pay special attention to this point. Understand, once for all, that ‘ manner ’ cannot be taught ; it is not the product of any fixed rules ; nor can it be acquired, like skill in dancing, through elaborate practice. Itmustspring fromanatural bonhomie and good feeling ; from a genuine desire to promote 5—2 68 THE ART OF RECEIVING GUESTS. the happiness of those with whom you are brought in contact ; but, on the other hand, much may be done by repressing im- patience, by cultivating kindly relations with all your ac- quaintances, by conquering disagreeable habits and affectations. Some people seem afraid to be agreeable; apparently they fear to lose their position by displaying anything like a cordial interest in those whom they gather around them. Such persons are generally as servile to their superiors as they are cold to their equals and haughty to their personal inferiors. Now it should be the great aim and guide of host and hostess to treat all their guests with equal politeness. They are not justified in inviting any one for the purpose of snubbing them. A rude- ness on the part of a host or hostess is all the more unpar- donable because a guest cannot resent it ; his very position as a guest compels him to endure the slight in silence. The Arab is sometimes spoken of as a barbarian ; but in the relation of host to guest he is a much more polished gentleman than many of your ‘ upper ten thousand ’ and their imitators, who ap- parently labour under the delusion that coldness and hauteur are signs of good breeding. An authority upon etiquette sagely observes that the manner and mode of receiving guests is determined by the character of the reception. ‘ The welcome itself is not supposed to vary in warmth ; although, as a matter of necessity, a welcome that has to be accorded to some two or three hundred guests cannot be as friendly, or as personal a one, as that offered to some ten to thirty guests ; but v/here ‘‘ the perfect hostess is at her post, her greeting is neither constrained, proud, nor hurried ; and although she can say but little to each guest on their arrival, yet her manner of saying that little conveys all that it is possible to convey of hospitable welcome.’ The writer adds: — ‘ Whatever disappointment or annoyance a hostess may feel at the moment of her reception — and it is not seldom that a hostess is tried in this way — she never allows her own vexation to appear on the surface, and is neither absent-minded nor distraite, bored nor vacant in manner, when shaking hands with her guests.’ Some hostesses seem to think, that when they have decorated their rooms, prepared their dinner or supper, and engaged Strauss’s band, or Signor Andantino Cantatalini, they have done their duty ; in truth, they have done the smallest part of it — have done what their housekeeper or butler could A PERFECT HOST AND HOSTESS. 69 have done just as well. The arduous part of a hostess's duty begins with the arrival of the first guest. The success of an enter- tainment — unless it be a purely formal one — depends absolutely on the ‘ manner ' in which she receives the friends and acquaintances who have assembled at her request, and the tact with which she fuses the necessarily heterogenous elements into an harmonious whole. Mr. Hayward, in his sketch of the late Lady Palmerston, puts before us a perfect hostess. ‘ Few things admitting of order,' he says, ^ can be thoroughly well done without it. Her visiting book was kept as regularly as an accountant's ledger. So long as her health allowed she made a point of filling up her cards with her own hands, and she knew exactly whom she had invited for each of her alternate nights. Her good-nature was inexhaustible, nor was it ever known to give way under any extent of forwardness or tiresomeness. The quintessence of high-breeding is never to ruffle^ offend., or i7iortify — never to cause an unpleasant feeling by a tone, a gesture, or a word ; and, instead of interrupting or abruptly quitting wearisome or pushing visitors, she would listen till they ceased of their own accord, or were superseded and went away.' In the late Lord Lansdowne, the same writer describes a perfect host : — ‘ Consciously or unconsciously, he acted on Goethe's rule, never to pass a day without reading some good poetry, hearing some good music, and seeing some fine picture. “ He looks," writes Sydney Smith, for talents and qualities amongst all ranks of men, and adds them to his stock of society as a botanist does his plants ; and whilst other aristo- crats are yawning amongst Stars and Garters, Lansdowne is refreshing his soul with the fancy and genius he has found in odd places, and gathered to the marbles and pictures of his palaces." . . . ^ Brillat-Savarin lays down that, to make a pleasant dinner- party, the guests should be so selected “ that their occupations should be varied, their tastes analogous, and with such points of contact that there shall be no necessity for the odious formality of presentation." The guests at Lansdowne House were so selected ; the host took care that all should share in the conversation; and when they were re-assembled in the drawing-room, he would adroitly coax them into groups, or devote himself for a minute or two, carelessly and without 70 DUTIES OF A HOSTESS, effort, to the most retiring or least known. He was emphati- cally described as a right divine gentleman by one (Justice Talfourd) whom he had just been putting at his ease in this manner. He talked delightfully, and he listened as well as he talked.’ It is necessary to insist upon those qualities as essential to the perfect host and hostess in days when the old social order seems at a discount ; and the ambition of entertainers is centred in the costly decoration of their rooms and the accumulation of evidences of their w^ealth. People there are who evidently regard the command of great pecuniary resources as the sole qualification of a host. Lavish gilding and colour on your reception-chambers, crowd them wuth a medley gathering of guests, secure the attraction of some titled personage or pro- fessional beauty, and their idea of hospitality is satisfied. The truth is, to play the host or hostess as either part should be played, as Lady Palmerston or Lord Lansdowne played it, requires a combination of gifts and graces which is unfor- tunately rare : good-temper, intelligence, culture, refinement, and absolute self-forgetfulness. The perfect hostess thinks only of her guests ; the fashionable hostess of the day thinks only of herself. Descending to smaller but not wholly unimportant matters, we may remind our readers that a good hostess will remain on the staircase landing, which at a London ball or ‘ At Home ’ is the post for receiving guests, for fully two hours. As the names of the guests are announced, she will shake hands with each, and address them in some graceful and appropriate words ; not, indeed, to delay them on the landing, but rather to invite them to enter the ball-room, and make room for fresh arrivals. She should not address to each the same stereotyped observation, but to every person say something individual and pertinent. At the same time she must be careful not to be drawn into a conversation with certain of her guests, as this would be unfair to the others, as well as a source of confusion and delay. At a ball in the country the hostess’s position is at the door of the ball-room. There she receives each comer, and utters her words of welcome. To one she will say : — ‘ Plow kind of you to come from such a distance ! I fear you will feel fatigued, but a dance will, I hope, revive you.’ To another : — ^ I am THE INTERVAL BEFORE DINNER, 71 delighted to see you looking so well. A quadrille is just beginning: will your daughters join ?’ When the full tale of guests is completed, the hostess does her utmost to keep all her guests well entertained. She finds partners for the young ladies who are not dancing ; she provides the chaperons with some suitable persons to talk to, or makes up a card-party for them in a quiet corner ; she sees that the young men are all actively employed; she is here, there, and everywhere, and yet always cool and self-possessed and quiet. A fussy hostess is a nuisance ; and a party that cannot be kept going without a constant worry and rattle is as irksome as a machine which is always jarring and creaking, to the intense irritation of one^s nerves. Perfect machinery works noiselessly ; so does a perfect hostess. A critical moment in the reception of guests is the interval between the arrival of dinner guests and the serving-up of dinner ; it is then that her conversational talents are put to the severest trial. Sometimes this painful ordeal is unduly prolonged by the non-appearance of some guest without whom it would be indecorous to begin. A good hostess, though she knows that her dinner is spoilt by being thus kept back, and that her husband dislikes, above all things, a want of punc- tuality where dinner is concerned, endeavours to make the time pass as pleasantly as possible, by rendering the conversa- tion general, and by bringing the guests acquainted with one another. The hostess who can tide over these awkward occurrences, so that the postponement of dinner from half to three quarters of an hour is hardly perceived, proves herself to be (from the Book of Etiquette point of view) a most finished hostess. The bad hostess wearies her guests in such a moment as this, by deploring the non-arrival of the absentee, by speculating as to the reason of delay in her coming, by declaring her conviction that the dinner will be spoilt, and by either asking her husband what o’clock it is, or by perpetually glancing at the clock on the mantel-piece, and remarking audibly ‘A quarter past eight — twenty minutes past eight — half- past eight,’ never allowing her guests to forget how the time is going, thus rendering the contretemps a thing to be remembered and related. ‘ There is an emanation from the heart in genuine hospi- tality,’ says Washington Irving, ‘ which cannot be described, 72 DIFFERENT KINDS OF CALLS, but is immediately felt, and puts the stranger at once at his ease.’ Without this emanation from the heart, a hostess may be rigid in her observance of the minutiae prescribed in books of etiquette, and yet fail to attain success. Forms in them- selves are useful, but not attractive ; they must be animated by a cheerful and self-denying spirit if they are to become something more than rules which everybody respects but no one prizes. Too many hostesses imagine that when they have mastered the details, their work is done ; in truth, it is only begun. You may learn the grammar of a language, and yet know nothing of its genius. So you may be precise in your knowledge of the rules of etiquette, and utterly ignorant of the true spirit of hospitality. It is an excellent plan to set apart one evening in the week for the reception of visitors. Wliere this custom does not obtain, you should make your calls in the afternoon, or between three o’clock and six ; that is, after luncheon and before dinner. ^ Calls ’ may be divided into three classes : a. Visits of ceremony ; /3. Visits of congratulation or sympathy ; 7. General calls. In reference to each, a few remarks will be offered. a. Visits of ceremony are those made for the purpose of presenting letters of introduction, or after parties. Letters of introduction are seldom given to persons in town, because it is assumed that their stay is only temporary ; and such letters are addressed to none but permanent residents. In the country, they are almost indispensable, particularly when a family first settle in a new neighbourhood, and desire to mingle in its society. In the latter case, it is the rule for the residents to call on the new-comers, unless the latter are provided with introductions, when they must be the first to call, leaving with their letters a card or cards, and then waiting until they receive a proper recognition. In returning a visit made with a letter of introduction, the caller must go in if the family be at home. Of course, in large towns no such custom exists ; for, obviously, the residents would be able to do little else if they called upon every fresh arrival, to say nothing of the fact that they might not desire to cultivate the acquaintance of but a very few of those new-comers. If your letter of introduction be one for a special purpose, you will send it in along with your card, and LETTERS OF INTRODUCTION-^VISITS OF CEREMONY. 73 ask for an interview. In giving letters of introduction great care should be exercised, and you should become sponsor only for a friend, and for an object you can approve, or for a person whom you thoroughly know and can trust. They should be left open, if given to their bearers, who may then satisfy them- selves respecting their tone and tenure. You know the old story of the London physician who sent a sick patient to Scar- borough with a letter of introduction to a medical friend. The lady, one of that numerous class whose ailments belong to their imagination, was induced to open the letter, and its peru- sal made her a wiser if a sadder woman. It ran thus : — ‘ Dear , I send you a rich old woman, who is always fancying herself ill. Bleed her freely. Keep her thirty days, and send her back to me.’ So equivocal an introduction has, you see, its disadvantages ! The day after a ball you must call at the house of your hostess, and leave a card. After a dinner-party, you should make a personal visit within two or three days \ and after a soiree or evening party, within a week. All such visits should resemble wit in their brevity — not exceeding the length of a reasonable sermon, twenty or thirty minutes. If during your call another visitor arrive, you will wait two or three minutes, and join in the conversation, before you get up to take your leave. You must not appear to shun the new-comer, as if he were a patient just recovering from a contagious disease. In such cases, however, where visitors are not previously known to each other, a hostess of tact will in some informal manner make them sufficiently acquainted for the purposes of a passing conversation, but not so as to commit either, under penalty of rudeness, to a permanent or future acquaintance which should not be mutually desirable. I suppose I need hardly tell the reader that it is only on the stage that visitors enter a drawing- room umbrella in hand, especially in wet or dirty weather, when it should absolutely and without alternative be left in the hall. Gentlemen may take their hat and cane, but if so, they will not deposit them on table, sofa, or chair; nor will they revolve their hat on the top of their cane as if they were illus- trating an experiment in rotation. The glove must be removed from the right hand ; no gentleman would wish to interpose a glove between his hand and that of a fair lady. And here I may digress a little. Let the reader remember 74 VARIETIES OE HAND^SHAKING, that there is a right and a wrong way of hand-shaking. It is horrible when your unoffending digits are seized in the sharp compress of a kind of vice, and wrung and squeezed until you feel as if they were reduced to jelly. It is not less horrible when you find them lying in a limp, nerveless clasp, which makes no response to your hearty greeting, but chills you like a lump of ice. Shake hands as if you meant it, swiftly, strenu- ously, and courteously, neither using an undue pressure, nor falling wholly supine. You may judge of the character of a man from the way in which he shakes hands ; there is the shake lymphatic^ the shake aggressive^ the shake supercilious^ the shake imperative^ the shake stcspicious^ the shake sympathetic^ and the shake ejnotionaL Charles Lamb describes also the puf7ip-handle shake, which is executed by taking a friend’s hand and working it up and down, through an arc of fifty degrees, for about a minute and a half. ‘ To show its nature, force, and character, this shake should be performed with a firm and steady motion. No attempt should be made to give it grace, and still less variety, as the few instances in which the latter has been tried have uniformly resulted in dislocating the shoulder of the person on whom it has been attempted. On the contrary, persons who are partial to the pump-handle shake should be at some pains to give an agreeable, tranquil movement to the operation, which should on no account be continued after per- spiration on the part of your friend has commenced.’ Then there is the pendulum shake, which somewhat resembles the former; but, as its name implies, the movement is on a horizontal instead of a perpendicular direction. ‘ It is executed by sweeping your hand horizontally towards your friend’s, and after the junction is effected, moving with it from one side to the other according to the pleasure of the parties.’ Nor must the tourniquet shake be forgotten, which derives its name from the instrument employed by surgeons to stop the circulation of the blood in a limb about to be amputated. You grasp the hand of your friend as far as you can in your own, and then contract the muscles of your thumb, fingers, and palm till you have induced any degree of compression you may propose in the hand of your friend. Particular care ought to be taken, if your hand be hard and big, and that of your friend small and soft as a maiden’s, not to make use of the tourniquet shake to such a degree that it will crush the small bones of the wrist HANDSHAKING AS A FINE ART. 75 out of their places. It is seldom safe to apply it to gouty or hot-tempered persons. You will see some persons thrust forth their hand with a sudden jerk, like that of a steam-engine suddenly set in motion ; and lo, they have taken possession of your own, and are doing with it as they will, before you have recovered breath. Others put forward their fingers with an apparent timidity or reluct- ance, and compel you to pounce upon them and draw them towards you, in order to perform an effective shake. Others again extend their hand timidly, partly withdraw it and again extend it, until you are uncertain whether or no the act of hand- shaking will be performed after all. As for the cold-blooded creatures who austerely offer one or two fingers, I recommend you to ignore them ; look loftily over them as if unconscious of their existence and — their fingers. But when a lady (and more particularly a fair one) does you the honour to offer her hand, take it with an air of grateful deference which will show how you appreciate the honour; do not drop it instantly as if the touch scared you, nor hold it so long as to cause her a feeling of uneasiness.* * Leigh Hunt, in his genial way, treats this subject sensibly. He says that from the first time he began to notice the manners of people, he observed the errors in the custom of shaking hands. Some persons grasped every- body’s hand alike — with an equal fervour of grip. You would have thought that Jenkins was the best friend they had in the world ; but on succeeding to the squeeze, you found it, though you might be but a slight acquaintance, equally flattering to yourself ; and on the appearance of somebody else (whose name, it turned out, the operator had forgotten), the crush was no less complimentary : — the face was as earnest, and the shake as long and close and rejoicing, as if the semi-unknown had been a friend newly returned from the wilds of Central Africa. But, as a contrast, you find a gentleman, now and then, as coy of his hand as if he were a prude, or had a whitlow. It was in vain that your pretensions did not go beyond the ‘ civil salute ’ of the ordinary shake ; or that being introduced to him in a friendly manner, and expected to shake hands with the rest of the company, you could not in decency omit his. His lingers, half protruding and half retreating, seemed to think that you were going to do them a mischief ; and when you got hold of them, all the shake was on your side ; the other hand did but proudly or pensively acquiesce — there was no knowing which ; you had to sustain it, as you might a lady’s, in handing her to a seat ; and ’twas an equal trouble to know whether to shake it or to let it go. The one seemed a violence done to the patient ; the other an awkward responsibility brought upon yourself. You wondered, all the evening, whether the person had conceived some dislike or prejudice against you, till, when the party broke up, you saw him behave like an 76 VISITS OF S y MPA THY, S. We pass on to visits of sympathy, which may either be of congratulation, or of condolence. You v;ill call on a newly-married couple within a few days of their return home, leaving your card if you are not on very intimate terms, but calling in person if they or their parents rank among your old friends. Visits of condolence should be paid within a week of the event that has rendered them necessary. Here again, it is only friends who should seek admission, and'these should be careful not to say too much, or to stay too long. When we are suffer- ing from a great sorrow, silent sympathy affords us the best consolation. We cannot bear to utter, or to hear, many words on a subject which, whenever thought of, moves us to tears. What would you think of the surgeon who continually probed an open wound ? Again, few are they who, in the presence of a profound grief, can say the right thing ; and hence the sense of incapacity which afflicts us with a certain awkwardness, and plunges us into a conventionalism of expression that to a mourner sounds constrained and cold. y. General calls. I have already named Hhe time o’ day’ at which such visits should be paid. Be specially careful to avoid the hour of luncheon, and do not delay until close upon the hour for dinner. Never make your visit so long as to create in the mind of your host an intense desire that you would go. No well-bred actor lingers on the stage until the audience sho^vs signs of weariness. There is sound sense in the remark which Bulwer Lytton put 5 in the mouth of his hero Pelham, that he always withdrew when equally ill-used gentleman to all who practised the same civil unconven- tionality. Both these errors (says Leigh Hunt) might as well be avoided ; but, of the two, we must say we prefer the former. If it does not look so much like particular sincerity, it looks more like general kindness : and if those two virtues are to be separated (which they assuredly need not be, if con- sidered without system), the world can better afford to dispense with an un- pleasant truth than a gratuitous humanity. Besides, it is more difficult to make sure of the one than to practise the other, and kindness itself is the best of all truths. As long as we are sure of that, we are sure of something, and of something pleasant. It is always the best, if not in every instance the most logical means. This unusual shyness is sometime attributed to modesty, but never, we suspect, with justice, unless it be that sort of modesty whose fear of committing itself is grounded in pride.’ — Leigh Hunt, The Indicator^ xlvii, MORNING CALLS, 77 he had said something effective, because it was his object to leave such an impression as would make people desirous of seeing him again. It is to be presumed that most people can talk sensibly and amusingly for twenty minutes ; but of how many would the resources last for sixty ? And their stock of conversational small change exhausted, they must necessarily be reduced to ^ utter’ base coin. When a visitor rises to take his leave, the lady of the house rings for a servant to be in readiness to open the door. At morning calls it is not usual to introduce visitors to one another, except in the informal manner and for the temporary purpose just indicated ; but if the hostess have reason to believe that the introduction would be mutually agreeable, she should duly accomplish it. If a lady express a wish to know a gentle- man, or a superior to make the acquaintance of an inferior, neither must decline the honour. Observe, in making an intro- duction, 'you always present the inferior to the superior, the gentleman to the lady. The formalities observed are as follow : — Preceding the person to be introduced, you address the person to whom he is to be presented, saying, with a slight inclination of the head, ‘Will you allow me, Mrs. Jones, to introduce Mr. Brown?’ Mrs. Jones replies with a bow (and, if she like, a smile), and Mr. Brown also bows — as gracefully as he can {^par parenthhe^ let me ask, why do not gentlemen learn to bow gracefully ? The smallest thing, if it is to be done, should be well done) ; after which the introducer retires, and leaves her guests to plunge into conversation.^ I am indebted to a writer in the Queen for the following useful remarks : ‘ There is perhaps no social observance in which etiquette is so closely followed as in the paying “ morning calls,” or one wherein ladies are more apt to make mistakes, either through forgetfulness, carelessness, misappre- hension, or even through ignorance of the rules of etiquette applicable to the occasion. A mistake arising from either or any of these causes brings about very much the same results. In some cases, when a breach of this etiquette has occurred, an opportunity is afforded for an explanation or an apology in the form of an excuse, with a view to putting the matter in the best possible light. Two reasons would suggest the following this course — one being the fear of appearing to be ill-mannered, and the other the fear of forfeiting a desirable acquaintance ; but the moment for these explanations and apologetic and self-accusatory little speeches is seldom forthcoming until too late for the setting-right process to be attempted. On this point — paying and receiving calls — ladies stand upon strict and ceremonious etiquette with each other, and they are surprisingly quick to attribute any neglect of its 78 IS ^ NOT AT HOME ’ JUSTIFIABLE ? When may the stereotyped excuse ‘Not at home’ be em- ployed? Is it at any time a justifiable plea? Well, in spite of stern moralists, I think the most scrupulous may resort to it, now that it is universally understood to mean simply that you are engaged — that it is not convenient for you to be seen. At the same time, it is by no means a pleasant form of evasion, and is almost sure to give offence. It is better, as a rule, to submit to a little annoyance, rather than instruct your servant to tell what to her or him will certainly appear to be an un- truth, and by the person to whom it is uttered will probably be resented as an insult. Even white lies leave (as the children say) blisters on the tongue. Some persons are accustomed to keep visitors waiting for a considerable time when they call. This is a gross rudeness, which in most cases cannot be condoned by an apology. If the hostess should be in her reception-room when a visitor is announced, she will rise and advance a few steps to receive him. As for the visitor, he will, if not a complete stranger, take a seat without waiting for an invitation, holding his hat easily in his hand, or placing it on the floor close to his chair. He will undemonstratively open the door for any lady who during his call may take leave of their common hostess, at whose disposal he will consider himself, should she request him to accompany her visitor to her carriage. If he should be rules to the wrong motive, that is, to an intentional slight purposely inflicted — which reading is often very wide of the mark. Still, were the greatest good-natured construction put upon an error of this kind, and no offence taken, it could not be overlooked or ignored ; and a lady could not act as if such error had not been perpetrated, as, if it had been committed with an ulterior motive, by overlooking it she would place herself in rather an awk- ward position with regard to her acquaintance by so doing, and would herself commit a breach of the necessary etiquette. This etiquette, which perhaps appears to the uninitiated trivial, irritating, and over-punctilious, is in reality a power which society places in the hands of ladies to govern and determine their acquaintanceships and their intimacies; to regulate and decide whom they will visit and whom they will not, whom they will admit into their friend- ship and whom they will keep on the most distant footing, whose acquaint- ance they desire further to cultivate, and whom they are rigorously resolved to keep at arm’s length. It can therefore be readily understood that to fail in the observance of its well-defined rules, is, with ladies, a point of some moment, so much social intercourse depending upon its due observance. . . Ignorance of the rules which regulate the paying calls brings many incon- veniences, disappointments, and annoyances in its train, too numerous to be here particularised.’ IDUTIES OF THE VIS J TOE. 79 honoured by being called upon to perform this service, he will return, after its accomplishment, for the purpose of paying his adieu to his hostess before he departs himself. When two or three visitors are present, a courteous hostess will be careful not to pay more attention to one than to the others, and will do her best to engage all of them in conversa- tion. To the last comer she will, however, address herself more particularly for a minute or two after he has taken his seat, to prevent him from feeling that his call is inopportune or inconvenient, and the first arrival will then prepare to relieve her of his presence. Some ladies show a singular expertness in conversing with several guests, like those Indian jugglers who keep half a dozen balls up in the air at the same time ; others would break down hopelessly, unless their guests had the good sense and the good feeling to come to the rescue. It need hardly be said that ladies never call upon gentlemen, unless' officially or professionally, or unless the lady be married and the gentleman on whom she calls is an old friend and adviser, whose grey hairs invest him with certain privileges. In the latter case she will, of course, let her husband know of the intended visit. Formerly, as has been already indicated, it was the custom — which, though for the present in abeyance, may at any time again become fashionable — for a gentleman, when calling, to send up his card. If the lady of the house were ‘ out ’ or ‘ not at home,’ he would leave his card or cards, and go away after making inquiries of the servant respecting the health of the family. I conclude with a parting word of advice : While your guests are with you, do your best to make them feel that they are thoroughly welcome, and give up to them all your thought and attention. Do this, not so much out of respect to them as to yourself : no one benefits more by an act of courtesy than the person who performs it. I pass on to some general remarks. Do you know Mrs. GaskelFs admirable tale of ‘ Cranford,’ with its graphic pictures of the society and social life of an English provincial town ? If so, you will remember the ^ party,’ the very ^ grand party,’ given by the Honourable Mrs. Jamieson, in order to introduce Lady Glenmire to the ladies of Cranford. 8o MRS. /A MIR SORTS PAR TV. You will recollect that Mrs. Jamieson resided in a large house just outside the town. A road, which had once been a street, ran right before this mansion, which opened out upon it without any intervening garden or court. Whatever the sun was about, he never shone on the front of that house. To be sure, the rooms inhabited by the family were at the back, look- ing on to a pleasant garden ; the front windows belonged only to the kitchens, and housekeeper’s rooms, and pantries, in one of which Mr. Mulliner, the butler, v^as understood to sit. In truth, a side-glance often revealed to the awed passer-by the back of a head covered with hair-powder, which also extended itself over his coat-collar, down to his very waist; and this, im- posing back was always engaged in reading the ST James's Chronicle^ opened wide, which in some degree accounted for the length of time the said newspaper was in reaching others, equal subscribers with Mrs. Jamieson, though, in right of her honourableness, she always had the reading of it first. . . . Mr. Mulliner seemed never to have forgotten his condescension in coming to live at Cranford. Miss Jenkyns at times had stood forth as the undaunted champion of her sex, and spoken to him on terms of equality; but even Miss Jenkyns could get no higher. In his pleasantest and most gracious moods he looked like a sulky cockatoo. He did not speak except in grulf monosyllables. He would wait in the hall when he was begged not to wait, and then look deeply offended because he had been kept there, while with trembling, hasty hands the ladies of Cranford prepared themselves for appearing in the serene severity of Lady Glenmire’s presence. Miss Pole hazarded a small joke as they went up-stairs, in- tended, though addressed to them, to afford Mr. Mulliner some slight amusement. All smiled, in order to seem as if they were quite at ease, but the wooden muscles of Mr. Mulliner’s face never relaxed, and the ladies were called back into their former gravity. Cheerful enough was Mrs. Jamieson’s drawing-room ; the evening sun streamed its radiance into it, and the large square window was garlanded round with flowers. The furniture was white and gold; not the later style, Louis Quatorze I think they call it, all shells and twirls; no, Mrs. Jamieson’s chairs and tables had not a curve or bend about them. The chair and table legs diminished as they neared the ground, and were PARTIES IN COUNTRY TOWNS 8i straight and square in all their corners. The chairs were all in a row against the walls, with the exception of four or five which stood in a circle round the fire. They were railed with white bars across the back, and knobbed with gold ; neither the railings nor the knobs invited to ease. There was a japanned table devoted to literature, which was represented by a Bible, a Prayer-book, and a Peerage. Another table, a square Pembroke, was dedicated to the Fine Arts, as you saw at a glance from the nature of its contents — a kaleidoscope, conversation-cards, puzzle-cards (tied together to an interminable length with faded pink satin ribbon), and a box painted in fond imitation of the drawings which decorate tea-chests. On the entrance of the Cranford ladies, Mrs. Jamieson stood up, smiled a torpid smile of welcome, and looked helplessly beyond them at Mr. Mulliner, as if she hoped he would place them in chairs, for, if he did not, she never could. Lady Glenmire, however, came to the rescue of the hostess, and, somehow or other, they found themselves for the first time placed agreeably, and not formally, in Mrs. Jamieson’s house. Conversation followed; after which Mr. Mulliner brought up tea. Very delicate was the china, very old the plate, very thill the bread and butter, and very small the lumps of sugar. After tea, there was more conversation, and then the guests and their hostess resorted to cards — the old-fashioned games, Preference, Ombre, Quadrille — to which unexciting amusement the remainder of the evening was devoted. Such parties as Mrs. Jamieson’s are still common in quiet country towns ; but in ‘ Society,’ it is impossible to bring people together unless you offer them something more exciting. Tea- parties are given, of course, but on a larger scale ; and they are relieved by more pretentious reunions, such as conversaziones, private concerts, private theatricals^ five-o’clock teas, garden- parties, and matinees. The etiquette attaching to these is not very elaborate, and the principles underlying it are simply stated : that the host or hostess should do his or her utmost to entertain his or her guests, and that the guests should cheerfully respond to the efforts of the host or hostess. There should be an entire absence of constraint, affectation, pretension, and no more formality than is requisite to preserve order. The great solvent which on these occasions should fuse the various members into one homo- 6 82 ^ AT HOMES.' geneous whole is good temper ; and this is as necessary an in- gredient in the relations of guest to guest as guest "to hostess. For conversaziones, ^ At Homes,’ and ‘ receptions,’ invita- tions should be issued ten or fourteen days beforehand. A short invitation, except under very special circumstances, conveys the idea that the person to whom it is sent has no engagements which can possibly occupy his time. Conversa- ziones and the like begin about nine or ten, and last until twelve or one. The host and hostess stand near the door to receive their visitors, who, after exchanging with them the usual compliments, break up into small groups, and engage in con- versation, or examine the various objects, artistic, scientific, or extraordinary, displayed upon the various tables. It is customary on these occasions to show off some new ‘lion,’ — Mr. Peregrine, the Mesopotamian explorer; Mr. Apollo Jones, the new poet; a Zulu prince, an Afghan chief, or the Ascension Island ambassador. No introductions are required. The hostess is at liberty to ask any guest to sing or play, and any lady accept- ing the invitation is conducted by the gentleman nearest to her to the piano, and begins at once without irritating attempts to attract notice. The cavalier remains beside her to turn over the music, and lead her back to her seat at the end of her per« formance, during which the compliment of silent attention should be paid to the performer. Tea and coffee, on these occasions, are provided in a separate room ; and ices and light refreshments are handed round in the course of the evening. At ‘receptions,’ supper is sometimes served, to the delight of most Britons ; but it is not de rigneur. Gentlemen visitors at conversaziones, and ‘ At Homes,’ are reminded that the ‘ whole duty of man,’ under such circum- stances, is to do what lies in his power to promote the general amusement. Those with artistic or scientific proclivities may make themselves useful by explaining to ladies the peculi- arities or beauties of the specimens set before them. Let them be sure, however, of their ground. In these days it is not safe to rely on the ignorance of their fair companions. The lady on Fitz-Boodle’s arm may be a Girton graduate, and have passed at Cambridge in Classical and Mathematical honours. Dire will be his confusion if he stumble into some mistate- ment which, with a meaning smile, she hastens to correct. The scale upon which a conversazione is given must depend^ CONVERSAZIONES. 83 of course, upon tlie resources of the giver. If you have not a suite of rooms at your disposal, a good collection of what Mrs. Malaprop might call ^ articles of bigotry and virtue,’ and the means of presenting some distinguished stranger, it is well to confine yourself to an ^ At Home ’ or a ‘reception.’ Satire has launched its fire-tipped arrows at this form of polite amuse- ment, and sometimes, no doubt, with good cause ; but, on the other hand, few pleasanter diversions of a semi-intellectual character can be devised than a well-managed conversazione. Occasionally it assumes a public character, as in the famous instance recorded by the author of ‘ The Princess,’ where Sir Walter Vivian gave up his broad lawns for ‘ all a summer’s day ’ to his tenants, and the members of the institute of the neigh- bouring borough. The host may then expect that his efforts to entertain ‘ the public ’ will be seconded by his friends and private visitors. So it was, we know, at Vivian Place : — ‘ One reared a font of stone And drew, from butts of water on the slope, The fountain of the moment, playing now A twisted snake, and now a rain of pearls, Or steep-up spout whereon the gilded ball Danced like a wisp : and somewhat lower down A man with knobs and wires and vials fired A cannon : Echo answered in her sleep From hollow fields : and here were telescopes For azure views ; and there a group of girls In circle waited, whom the electric shock Dislinked with shrieks and laughter .... And there through twenty posts of telegraph They flashed a saucy message to and fro Between the mimic stations : so that Sport Went hand-in ’hand with Science.’ And ‘ Sport hand-in-hand with Science ’ furnishes an admirable motto for a conversazione, fitly explaining its raiso7i d'etre. Some general remarks upon afternoon parties may next be hazarded. Whether they are to be Brobdingnagian or Lili- putian, large or small, the invitations (or ‘At Home’ cards) should be issued two or three weeks beforehand. For a small party, the giver may use his visiting card, writing the magic words ‘ At Home ’ under the name in the centre, and the name of the guest at the top of the card in the right-hand corner. Should any special amusement be provided, or any particular person engaged to perform, it is desirable to mention these 84 AFTERNOON PARTIES, facts on the card; in the former case, the word ‘music’ is suf- ficient : in the latter, the name of the performer should be given. The hours must also be named; they range from ‘four to seven.’ At ordinary afternoon parties the invited guests arrive or leave at any time between these three hours, and remain as long as they like. If there be no other entertainment than amateur music and general conversation punctuality is not imperative, and therefore when some special performer is engaged his name is inscribed on the invitation card in order to give the guests an opportunity of arriving, if they wish it, in time to hear him. At all ‘afternoon parties’ — whatever their ‘generic ’ name — refreshments consisting of tea, coffee, champagne and claret cups, fruit, ices, sweets, are served in the dining-room ; and the guests are at liberty to repair thither on their arrival, to partake of refreshments before proceeding to the salon, or during the pauses between the different performances. The gentlemen present escort the ladies to the dining-room. During the music, singing, conjuring, reciting, or other exhibitions, guests whose great minds soar above such trifles must not manifest their indifference — and their want of good breeding — by con- versing in a loud tone ; let them wait for the next interval, and then retire. If they have come for the pleasure of visiting and conversing with their friends, they must contrive to enjoy that pleasure without insulting their hostess or wounding the self- respect of the performers. At ‘ afternoon parties ’ the hostess usually receives the guests at the door of the drawing-room, and shakes hands with them on their entrance, whether they be personal acquaintances or strangers introduced to her for the first time through ‘husband or friends.’ She can graduate the cordiality of her shake in accordance with the degree of intimacy of her guests. A friend who wishes to introduce a stranger will previously apply for an invitation card. At ‘ afternoon parties ’ the guests retire as they list, like the features of a dissolving view, and are not ex- pected to take leave of their hostess. One by one the guests are going, One by one — the short, the tall ; As the sands of Time are flowing, So they vanish from the hall.* Not by Miss A, A, Proctor. ^F/F£ O'CLOCK TEASC Dr. Young, the poet of the ‘Night Thoughts’ — a poem, by the way, much more popular among the French than among ourselves — says of a certain Mammia, that — ‘ Her two red lips affected zephyrs blow To cool the Bohea and inflame the beau ; While one white finger and a thumb conspire To lift the cup and make the world admire.’ Mammias of the present day have few opportunities of exciting admiration among the beaus at ‘five o’clock teas,’ for to these pleasant refections it is not usual to invite members of ‘ the other sex ;’ and, accordingly, Lady Morgan’s not very delicate joke would be out of place — ‘ Sugar yourselves, gentlemen, and I’ll milk you all.’ They are not, however, wholly excluded, and occasionally a cavalier desirous of specially complimenting the lady of the house will present himself among the tea-drinking bevy. By the women ‘ five o’clock teas ’ are recognised as a great institution, like the Church of England or the Tmies news- paper; and they certainly afford a desirable opportunity of exchanging womanly chat and confirming agreeable intimacies. I am referring, of course, to the ‘ five o’clock tea ’ proper, which is usually limited to some ten to fifteen people, and not to the ‘teas’ at which fifty to a hundred guests assemble, and, instead of conversation, music, amateur or professional, prevails. On the card of invitation ‘five o’clock teas’ are called ‘At Homes,’ but they have their proper designation in familiar con- versation. They seem to have replaced the old ‘kettledrums,’ though differing from them in some few particulars, and are chiefly distinguished by their comparative freedom from the restraints of etiquette. Thus a guest, on arriving, does not in- quire if the hostess be at home, but enters as a matter of course. If a gentleman, he deposits hat and overcoat ; if a lady, the servant will conduct her to a bedroom, or, at a large ‘ at home,’ to a cloak-room. At large ‘ teas ’ refreshments are served in the dining-room, where a large buffet is erected, and several maid- servants are in attendance. These refreshments consist of tea, coffee, sherry, champagne-cup, claret-cup, fruits, sweets, ices, sandwiches, bread-and-butter, fancy biscuits, and cakes. The hostess is on the alert to see that, in the intervals between the music, singing, or recitations, the ladies present are taken down by gentlemen, or, if there be but few of them at her disposal, she invites some of the ladies to go down together. 86 INVITATION TO AN ^ AT HOME: The refreshments provided at small ‘ teas ’ are on a lesser scale, but similar in character. Ices are not given, however, and no fruits ; while the tea is served in the smaller drawing- room, or in an adjacent ante-chamber or boudoir. When the number of guests is very small, the tea is dispensed by the ladies of the house or by the gentlemen present. When the number rises to twenty or thirty, tea is served in the dining- room. On the arrival of a guest, the servants inquire if she will take tea or coffee, and, when the answer is in the affirma- tive, immediately conduct her to the dining-room, after which she is duly preceded to the drawing-room. At ‘ afternoon teas ^ the guests move about freely, and con- verse with one another as inclination prompts. A similar liberty of movement is allowed to the hostess, who, attended by her daughters, goes from guest to guest, exchanging kindly inquiries and bits of gossip. At very small ‘ teas ^ the conversa- tion will be general, and the guests will probably find it un- necessary to quit their seats. If there should be any music, courtesy demands that they should listen to it in silence. Guests are not required to take leave of the hostess in any formal manner, unless it be their first visit to her house, or she should chance to be near the drawing-room door at the time of their departure. On the other hand, the last few guests will be expected to pay the usual compliments, as they could not possibly take their departure unnoticed. The hostess does not ring to order the door to be opened to the ‘ passing guest,’ or for her carriage to be called ; but she (the guest) proceeds to the hall, where the servants in attendance call up her carriage and usher her into it. At ‘ five o’clock teas ’ carriages are always ordered to wait, and a departing guest, therefore, is not likely to be long detained in the hall. No fees are given to the servants. To an invitation to an ^ at home ’ you are not expected to send a reply, nor is it customary to embellish the invitation- card with the magic initials R. S. V. P. {Repondez^ sHl vous plait —‘Answer, if you please’) ; but if you know that your attend- ance is impossible, there can be no objection to your sending a polite excuse. The trouble is not so great as the courtesy. You should leave your card within a week of the ‘ at home.’ If the ‘ at home,' or ‘ reception,’ or ‘ small and cosy,’ follow a dinner-party, no amusement is provided for the guests, who, ‘ receptions: 87 it is presumed, will be able to entertain themselves by con- versing with friends and acquaintances. Her Majesty’s Ministers and the leaders of fashion almost always give an ‘ at home ’ or a ^ small and cosy ’ after a dinner-party, to enable them to acknowledge the numerous persons who have claims upon them, or to bring together a larger number than is possible at any well-conducted dinner. A ‘five o’clock tea,’ it is needless to precedes dinner, between which and the fatigue of the evening calls it affords a very desirable interval of rest. ‘ Receptions ’ may be given once a week or once a fortnight, and a clever hostess will soon learn how to make them success- ful. The first essential is, tact ; and the second, tact ; and the third, tact. Her motto should be the metropolitan policeman’s — ‘ Keep moving !’ She must not allow her guests to weary, which, if they have been well selected, they will not do. If she see any symptoms of nascent ennui^ she niust hasten, by some prompt device, to stamp out the fell disease. She will be here, there, and everywhere, and, if she observe a guest fainting under the infliction of some relentless person, will at once pro- ceed to the rescue. She will do all she can to facilitate the arrangement of her guests into suitable groups, collecting the round men in one place and the square men in another, and taking care that Wisdom (as represented by Miss Minerva Robinson) is not thrown into juxtaposition with Folly (as re- presented by young Plantagenet Brown). She will mercifully separate the new poet and the old critic, Anglican orthodoxy and American heterodoxy. To compare great things with small, the part of the hostess must be that which Sydney Smith ascribes to the onion in his celebrated rhyming receipt for a salad : — ‘ Let onion atoms lurk within the bowl, And, scarce suspected, animate the whole.’ So she too, without exaggerated effort or pretension, without personal display, and unsuspected, indeed, by her guests, will ‘ animate the whole.’ The reader will remember PimcNs picture-jest of the lady of the house approaching a musical visitor with the request that she will sing a song, because she wants the guests to begin talking. Certain it is that music seems very generally regarded as a cover and an excuse for conversation. The room 88 MUSIC PARTIES, is crowded with more or less sensible people . . . yet there they sit, grave and silent as the carved figures on the temple-tombs of Egypt. . . . Occasionally a whisper swells into a half-audible murmur, to die away again as soon as the whisperer discovers that he has spoken loud enough to be heard. . . . What is to be done ? The hostess does not wish her party to be turned into a Quaker’s meeting. . . . ‘My dear Miss Jones, would you oblige us with one of your charming ballads ?’ . . . Miss Jones is led to the piano, formally and grimly, like a victim to the sacrificial altar. . . . She takes her seat — she strikes a chord or two. . . . Immediately every tongue is loosed, as if it had suddenly undergone a surgical operation . . . and a loud buzz of voices, the busy hum of men and women, of courtly cavaliers and comely ladies, spreads through the room. The spell has been broken — the dread spell of Silence — and thenceforward the reign of Talk prevails. Hard upon the obliging singer, is it not ? And yet, in circles calling themselves ‘ polished,’ and professing to be ‘aesthetic,’ this barbarous custom obtains without remonstrance. It is needless to say that at private concerts no such breach of good manners is permissible. These take place between two and six p.m., or between eight and ten p.m. At the later hour evening-dress must be worn. Private concerts may be of two kinds ; in some the singers and instrumentalists are pro- fessionals hired for the occasion, in others they are amateurs. If the latter, care should be taken to select the best ‘available talent,’ and the performance should be under competent direc- tion. Do not let the programme be too long, and see that it is well varied. Between the parts refreshments may be handed round. Private theatricals are a very popular form of amusement ; but to ensure success their getting-up should be carefully and energetically ordered. The performers should always be amateurs, and, if possible, the scenery should be from amateur brushes, and the music furnished by an amateur orchestra. The pieces should be selected with judgment, so as to be well within the means of the actors, both intellectual and material. The great fault of amateurs is that they attempt too much, whereas a one-act comedietta, or two-act comic drama carefully produced and well acted will give more satisfaction than a three-act or five-act drama, scrambled through with more PRIVATE THEATRICALS. 89 audacity than intelligence. The character of the scenery and the appointments will depend, of course, on the circumstances under which the entertainment is given. If there be no room fitted up as a theatre and no apparatus for shifting scenery, you may content yourself with the construction of a small platform at one end of the largest apartment at your disposal, always taking care to provide for the exits and entrances of your performers. A curtain is easily arranged, and by any simple device may be made to rise and fall; nor will there be any difficulty in running a row of small gas jets along the front of the platform to serve as footlights. You will probably find among your acquaintances a heaven-born genius, capable of painting a scene ; if not, you can frame in your impromptu stage with curtains, or paper-hangings. As for the costumes, the cheapest plan for the gentlemen is to hire them from some well-known theatrical costumier; the ladies will make their own. So far as the performers are concerned, I suspect that the chief amusement of amateur theatricals lies in the pre- liminary preparations and the rehearsals ; and for three or four weeks before the day fixed for their debut their energies will be unintermitting, and will achieve the most glorious conquests over the most extraordinary difficulties. Amateur theatricals hold an honoured place in literature. They have been chronicled by Miss Austen in her ^ Mansfield Park ’ and by Miss Edgeworth in her ‘ Patronage,’ to say nothing of other novelists and one or two minoripoets. Miss Austen indicates a mistake into which amateurs too commonly fall, when she says, referring to her imaginary company, the Bertrams, ‘No piece would be proposed that did not supply somebody with a difficulty, and on one side or the other it was a continual repetition of “ Oh no, that will never do ! Let us have no ranting tragedies. Too many characters — not a toler- able woman’s part in the play. Anything but that, my dear Tom. It would be impossible to fill it up ; one would not expect anybody to take such a part. I shall be happy to be of any use, but I think we could choose nothing worse.” ‘ “ This will never do,” said Tom Bertram at last. “ We are wasting time most abominably. Something must be fixed on. No matter what, so that something is chosen. We must not be so nice ; a few characters too many must not frighten us ; we must double 96 ON AM A TE UR PERFORMERS, This is a common mistake of amateurs ; they choose pieces in which the dramatis personcR are very numerous, forgetting that the greater the number of characters engaged the greater the amount of stage-business involved, and consequently the greater the risk of confusion and mistakes. When there are many exits and entrances, it is only the experience and cool- ness of the professional actor that can avoid awkward compli- cations. I therefore cordially endorse Lady Pollock's dictum that ‘it is in drawing-room pieces where the characters are few, where the dialogue is natural, and where the situations are either very amusing, or very interesting, that an amateur com- pany is likely to appear to the best advantage, and under these conditions they may often afford as much entertainment as the general run of professional players ; or, even supposing them to rehearse much and carefully together and to be well-matched as to natural gifts, they may produce a more pleasing effect of harmony and grace than are often to be found at our theatres.' In Miss Edgeworth's ‘Patronage' a family called the Falconers get up an amateur dramatic performance, and through some strange mental aberration select Aaron Hill's ‘ Zara,' a dull and dreary version of Voltaire's ‘Zaire.' On the long-expected night, when the audience have taken their seats, they ask in whis- pers : — ‘ Do you know if there is to be any clapping of hands ? Can you tell me whether it is allowable to say anything ?’ ‘It seems,' remarks Miss Edgeworth, ‘that at some private theatres loud demonstrations of applause were forbidden. It was thought more genteel to approve and admire in silence, thus to draw the line between professional actors and actresses and gentlemen and lady performers. Upon trial, however, in some instances, it had been found that the difference was suffi- ciently obvious without marking it by any invidious distinction. Young and old amateurs have acknowledged that the silence, however genteel, was so dreadfully awful that they preferred even the noise of vulgar acclamations.' It is a well-known fact that judicious and cordial applause is at once a stimulus and a support to the amateur actor, and at ‘ private perform- ances ' such applause is not, or should not be, withheld. But signs of dissatisfaction are carefully repressed. It would be the height of rudeness to hiss a lady or gentleman who has undertaken to amuse you, even if he or she fall short in their voluntary endeavour. FAULTS OF UNPRACTISED ACTORS. 91 The performance of ‘Zara’ is represented as unsuccessful, except in the acting of the heroine. ‘ The faults common to unpractised actors occurred. One of Osman’s arms never moved, and the other sawed the air perpetually, as if in pure despite of Hamlet’s prohibition. Then, in crossing over, Osman was continually entangled in Zara’s robe, or, when standing still, she was obliged to twitch her train thrice before she could get it from beneath his leaden feet. When confident that he could repeat a speech fluently, he was apt to turn his back upon his mistress, or when he felt himself called upon to listen to his mistress, he would regularly turn his back upon the audience. But all these are defects permitted by the license of a private theatre, allowable by courtesy to gentlemen actors ; and things went on as well as could be expected. Osman had not his part by heart, but still Zara covered all deficiencies. And Osman did no worse than other Osmans have done before him, till he came to the long speech beginning with — The Sultans, my great ancestors, bequeath’d Their empire to me, but their tastes they gave not.” Powerful prompting got him through the first six lines decently enough, till he came to — “Wasting tenderness in wild profusion, I might look down to my surrounded feet And their contending beauties.” At this he bungled sadly, and his hearing suddenly failing as well as his memory, there was a dead stop. In vain the prompter, the scene-shifter, the candle -snuffer, as hard as they could, and much harder than they ought, reiterated the next sentence — “ I might speak Serenely slothful.” It was plain that Osman could not speak, nor was he “ serene.” He had begun, as in dangers great he was wont, to kick his left ankle-bone rapidly with his right heel j and through the pomp of Osman’s oriental robes and turban, young Petcalf stood confessed. He then threw back an angry look at the prompter; Zara, terrified, gave up all for lost. The polite audience struggled not to smile. Zara, recovering her presence of mind, swept across the stage in such a manner as to hide from view her kicking Sultan ; and as she passed, she whispered 92 A FEW PLAIN BINTS TO AMATEBPS. the line to him so distinctly, that he caught the sound, left off kicking, went on with his speech, and all was well again. Fortunately for Zara, and for the audience, in the next scenes, the part of Lusignan was performed by a gentleman who had been well used to acting, though he was not a man of any extraordinary capacity, yet, from his habit of the boards^ and his being perfect in his part, he now seemed quite a superior person. It was found unaccountably easier to act with this son of labour than with any other of the gentlemen performers, though they were all natural geniuses.’ To guard against such contrete^nps as are here indicated, those who enter upon an adventure in private theatricals should attend to a few plain requirements (the writer speaks from experience) : The piece chosen for performance should be adapted to the actors and to the resources of the management. The supervision should be entrusted to a capable stage- manager, whose authority should be supreme. Care should be taken to choose a good prompter, who should be present at all the rehearsals, so as to learn ‘ the business ’ of the piece. The rehearsals should be numerous, and conducted seriously ; every detail in the business being carefully studied and repeated until it is thoroughly known. It should be a rule that every actor is letter-perfect by, at the latest, the third rehearsal. A responsible person should have charge of ‘ the properties,’ and should see that these are all ready and in order before the beginning of the performance. It will be found convenient to print a programme, and circu- late copies of it among the audience ; it may be entirely plain, or as elegant as money and taste can make it. Between the acts, or, if two or three one-act dramas are given, between the pieces, light refreshments should be handed round. It is scarcely necessary to say, I hope, that no well-bred audience will make audible remarks on the person or costume of any of the performers, or give utterance to disagreeable criticism upon their deficiencies. It is not in the house of a friend that one should play the Censor. Instead of a dramatic performance, tableaux may be given, A TABLEAU AT WINDSOR CASTLE. 93 and these are preferable where the time for getting them up is limited, or difficulties may lie in the way of a resort to ‘ the legitimate drama.’ Tableaux may be of various kinds, historical or poetical, or taken from the scene in a novel or romance ; for instance, Sir Walter Raleigh spreading his traditional cloak in the mud for the behoof of Queen Elizabeth. . . Amy Robsart, Elizabeth, and the Earl of Leicester, from Scott’s ‘ Kenilworth ’ . . . Gulnare in Conrad’s prison, from Byron’s ^ Corsair ’ . . The return home of Olivia, from the ^ Vicar of Wakefield.’ ... In George Eliot’s ‘ Daniel Deronda,’ the party at Offendene select the Statue Scene from Shakespeare’s ‘Winter’s Tale.’ But Gwendolen urged, we are told, that instead of the mere tableau, there should be just enough acting of the scene to introduce the striking up of the music as a signal for her to step down and advance ; when Leontes, instead of embracing her, was to kneel and kiss the hem of her garment, and so the curtain was to fall. The ante-chamber with folding doors w^as specially convenient for the purposes of a stage, and the whole of the establishment, with the addition of the village carpenter, was engaged in the preparations for the entertainment. It is interesting to refer to a tableau presented at Windsor Castle in the happier days of Queen Victoria’s reign. An eye- witness thus describes it. ‘ Between five and six o’clock in the evening,’ he says, ‘he and other guests of royalty were allowed to follow the Queen and Prince Albert a long way, through one large room after another, till they came to one where hung a red curtain, which was presently drawn aside for a represen- tation of the Four Seasons, studied and contrived by the royal children as a surprise to the Queen in celebration of the day (the anniversary of the Queen’s marriage). First appeared Princess Alice as the Spring, scattering flowers and reciting verses, which were taken from Thomson’s ‘ Seasons.’ She moved gracefully, and spoke in a distinct and pleasing manner, with excellent modulation, and a tone of voice sweet and penetrating like that of the Queen. Then the curtain was drawn and the scene changed, and the Princess Royal repre- sented Summer, with Prince Arthur stretched upon the sheaves, as if tired with the heat and harvest-work ; another change, and Prince Alfred, with a crown of vine leaves and the skin of a panther, represented Autumn, looking very well. Then followed a change to a winter landscape, and the Prince of 94 HOW TO ARRANGE A TABLEAU VIVANT Wales represented Winter, with a cloak covered with icicles (or what seemed such), and the Princess Louise, a charming little muffled-up figure, busy keeping up a fire, the Prince reciting (as all had done) passages more or less modified from Thomson. Then followed the last change, when all the seasons were grouped together, and far behind, on a height, appeared the Princess Helena, with a long white veil hanging on both sides down to her feet, holding a long cross, and pronouncing a blessing on the Queen and the Prince. The Princess Helena looked very charming. This was the close ; but, by command of the Queen, the curtain was again withdrawn, and the guests saw the whole royal family together, who came down from their raised platform ; also the baby. Prince Leopold, was carried in by his nurse, and looked at them all with big eyes, stretching out his arms to be taken by the Prince Consort.^ In the production of tableaux, the greatest attention must be paid to the grouping of figures and the harmony of colours ; on these two points depends their success. When they are animated and controlled by a fine taste, their effect is charming ; on the other hand, any indications of vulgarity or grotesqueness may awaken a smile when the performers wish to excite a tear. In arranging a tableau vivant, you must manage to throw a strong stream of light on the group, leaving the room in which the spectators are assembled almost in the dark. If a lime- light be available, so much the better. To ensure a good effect, it is almost indispensable that the performers should appear on a raised platform. Any carpenter will construct this for you in a few hours, and the front of it you can orna- ment with drapery, and disguise with evergreens and other plants. At the back of the platform suspend some curtains or tapestry from a framework, seven or eight feet high. A pro- scenium can also be erected, and there viust be some con- trivance for raising and lowering a curtain of green baize, or an act-drop, which, if you like, can be appropriately painted by the young ladies of the house. Having decided on your subject, you must direct all your energies to the making-up of suitable dresses. We have seen Night and Morning recommended as an effective tableau. Two ladies are required ; one dark, the other fair. The dark one, with a black silk skirt and bodice, with arms bare, and ^ NIGHT AND MORNING: 95 tresses loose, lies in a graceful, half-reclining attitude, some- what to the left, a yard or two of black tarlatan, covered with silver paper stars, being thrown loosely over her figure. Morning, in a simple white Greek dress, with hair down, and flowers in one hand, stands somewhat to the right, about a foot farther back than Night. Morning is exposed to the lime-light, while Night remains in shadow. The Greek dress may sound formidable, but it is really extremely simple. A piece of white calico is tightly pinned round the girl (who must not have any petticoats on), over which a square of white muslin, coarse or fine, is put, which reaches from the neck to the feet The square is made very full, say two yards wide, back and front, and joined together with a straight seam from under each arm. It buttons along the shoulders at intervals of four or five inches, falling a little over the shoulders, but leaving the arms quite bare. A narrow gold or silver braid is then passed from the back of the neck, crossed over the bosom, and going round the waist, is fastened at the back. This keeps the folds of the dress in order. A Greek dress such as this should be as limp as possible, and if kept tightly twisted up in a small coil will hang all the better when worn. A very effective and charming tableau may be founded on Tennyson’s ‘ Sleeping Beauty ’ : ‘ There sits the butler with a flask Between his knees, half-draiiTd ; and there The wrinkled steward at his task, The maid-of-honour blooming fair ; The page has caught her hand in his : Her lips are sever’d as to speak : His own are pouted to a kiss : The blush is fix’d upon her cheek. ’ The various characters may be dressed in Elizabethan or any fancy costume, so long as the colours are harmoniously combined or contrasted. The grouping will need to be well studied. The butler and the steward will occupy the left hand of the stage ; the page and maid-of-honour, the right hand. In the centre at the back will be revealed the Sleeping Beauty. ‘ Year after year unto her feet, She lying on her couch alone, Across the purpled coverlet, The maiden’s jet-black hair has grown, 96 ‘ THE SLEEPING BE A UTY: On either side her trancM form F orth-streaming from a braid of pearl j, The slumbrous light is rich and warm, And moves not on the rounded curl. ’ Kneeling in front of the Princess may be a page, attired in ‘ lustrous silks a maid-of-honour should stand in a graceful attitude at the head of the couch, and at the foot another should be semi-recumbent. Each character will, of course, be asleep and motionless. The tableau may be varied by the arrival (to slow music) of the fairy Prince, charged to break the spell of slumber which for a hundred years has lain on the Beauty and her court. The Prince, needless to say, must shine in all the bravery of velvet and lace, and should be attended by his squire or equerry, who at the radiant scene before him will express the greatest admira- tion and surprise. We all know what happens : — ‘ A touch ! a kiss ! the charm was snapt . . . The butler drank, the steward scrawl’d . . . The maid and page renew’d their strife. The palace bang’d, and buzz’d, and clackt, And all the long-pent stream of life Dash’d downward in a cataract.’ ‘The Magic Mirror^ is a good subject for a tableau. Ac- cording to an old story, a prince who had had the misfortune to lose a loving, loved, and lovely bride, applied to Cornelius Agrippa, the magician, to restore her to him ; and Agrippa promised to call up from the nether world all the beautiful princesses he could think of, until the missing bride was found. For this purpose a curtain of thin gauze must be raised, in front of which stand the prince and the magician. The latter waves his wand and mutters his incantations amid the vapour of some burning perfumes : a princess appears behind the curtain, pauses, looks at the prince, and on his indicating by gestures that she is not the lost bride, passes on. Another follows ; a third, a fourth, a fifth, a sixth — as many as the managers of the tableau are able or inclined to bring forward — and at last comes the prince's bride, who stretches her arms towards him, while he, on his part, throws himself on his knees, and signifies his intense rapture. Agrippa waves his wand, and the drop descends. This tableau may be accompanied by soft music, and the final effect may be increased by bringing ‘ THE MAGIC mirror: 97 on all the princesses, holding a wreath of flowers with which they form a semi-circle round the bride that was lost and has been found. Few tableaux aflbrd more opportunities for pic- turesque dressing. Each princess may be attired in a different national costume — Greek, Italian, Mediaeval French, German, Hungarian, Russian, Turkish, Hindu, and the like — or may represent historical personages — Bona of Savoy, Queen Beren- garia, Mary of Guise, Lucrezia Borgia, and so on. The prince's bride, however, must be clothed in the traditional white satin. The prince himself may assume any handsome garb of the olden time which becomes him. The magician must look venerable in grey hair and a long beard, with a square velvet cap on his head ; his ample robe must be covered with mystic signs, of which a hint may be gathered from Bulwer Lytton’s ‘ Zanoni.^ If the gauze be thought to obscure the view too much, a gilded oval frame — to represent a large mirror — may be substituted, and the spectator left to imagine the rest. A variation on this tableau may be attempted in illustration of Banquo's issue from ‘ Macbeth' (Act iv. Scene i) : — ‘ Thou art too like the spirit of Banquo ; down ! Thy crown does sear mine eye-bsills. And thy hair, Thou other gold-bound brow, is like the first : — A third is like the former. . . . A fourth ! Start, eyes ! What, will the line stretch out to the crack of doom ? Another yet ! A seventh ! — I’ll see no more !’ This variation is susceptible of elaborate treatment. See also the episode in Scott’s ‘ Lay of the Last Minstrel,’ where the poet-earl of Surrey sees his Geraldine in the magician’s enchanted mirror. ^ Love and Jealousy ’ may also be recommended. A cavalier, in Spanish or Italian dress, serenades with his guitar a young lady who is seen on a balcony in the centre of the stage. On the right lurks another cavalier, cloaked, with a dagger in his hand ; behind him waits his attendant, with a drawn sword. The famous duel scene in ‘ The Corsican Brothers ’ can be effectively treated as a tableau. Or any celebrated picture may be taken as a subject, and represented in all its details, with due attention to the artistic choice of colours. Some of Mulready’s or Wilkie’s are espe- cially suitable from their domestic character. Then there are 7 98 THE CHIEF POINTS TO BE STUDIED, such picturesque themes as ‘ The Huguenots ’ and ^ The Black Brunswicker ^ of Millais, ^ or the ^Joan of Arc’ and ‘The Return from Moscow ’ of Calderon, or the ‘ Rienzi ’ of Holman Hunt, or ‘ The Signal ’ of J. R. Herbert. The field here in- dicated is practically inexhaustible ; and its cultivation will not fail to encourage the artistic sympathies both of the performers and the spectators. I do not think I need add any more words ; nor, indeed, is it possible to supply any minute directions. All depends on the taste, dexterity, and tact of the persons engaged in getting up the tableau ; on the extent of their resources, and the skill with which these resources are employed. The chief points to be studied are the distribution of colour, the effects of light and shade, and the grouping of the various figures. No tableau should be put before the public which has not been carefully arranged and thoroughly rehearsed ; but, unfortunately, it is in this matter of rehearsals that most amateurs fail. They seem to imagine that they can attain excellence at a bound ; that their natural ability is so great as to justify their dispensing with the labour of preparation. Or while willing enough to display themselves on the stage, they are too indolent or in- different to fit themselves by previous study. Now in all the circumstances of life, in our pastimes as in our serious avoca- tions, the old adage holds good : — ‘ Whatever is worth doing at all, is worth doing well.’ If it be worth while to get up a tableau for the amusement of one’s self and one’s friends, it must or should be worth while to get it up in the best possible style. There can be no justification for inviting a large com- pany to witness an indifferent performance ; and I can hardly conceive of a greater insult to one’s friends than is contained in the by no means uncommon excuse — ‘ Oh, we could have done it much better if we had taken more trouble 1’ The spirit of hospitality requires that you shall set your best before your guest. Charades claim a close kinship to tableaux. They are based on the same principle; butwhereas a tableau is generally intended as the artistic presentation of a poetical or fictitious subject, a charade is usually put forward in the light of a pictorial or pantomimic puzzle, the spectators being supposed to decipher the particular word signified by the movements and gestures of CHARADES. 99 the actors. Charades are recommended by one very useful feature ; they can be got up on the spur of the moment. Half- a-dozen persons — or more or fewer — with some notion of ‘ dressing-up/ and some taste for acting, fix upon a word (of two, or at most three, syllables), which they undertake to convey to the spectators in pantomime. To each syllable is allotted a scene or tableau ; and another and final one em- bodies the whole word. Thus, let us suppose that the word chosen is Hoiteymoon : in Scene i, we have, perhaps, an ‘ illus- trated version ’ of the old nursery rhyme about the queen in her parlour eating bread and honey, with her courtiers gathered round her in an ecstasy of admiration. The king enters. His royal spouse offers a portion of her dainty ; he inquires of what it is composed, and by signs and gestures indicates his dislike of honey. The queen presses upon him ; he runs out, followed by her majesty and attendants. Scene 2 : a poet ‘ by the sad sea waves ’ indites an ode to the moon, figuring the most boundless enjoyment of the beauty of the night and the melody of his verses. While lost in reverie he is surrounded by robbers, who rifle him of all he has, seize his ‘ Ode to the Moon ’ (which is written on a tremendously big sheet of paper), manifest their scorn of it, set it on fire, and dance around the blazing manuscript, dragging the poet with them. At the end all go dovv^n on their knees to the moon, and (as in Sheridan’s ‘ Critic’), exeunt kneeling. The 3rd and last scene may show a young husband and his bride seated at tea, in sweet com- panionship. The landlady enters with her bill. Pockets are turned out, but no money is forthcoming. Exit landlady in a rage, but the husband turns to his wife, and indicates that no vulgar cares of s. d. shall disturb their ‘ Honeymoon.’ The audience are then requested to guess the word. In Acting Charades the characters are allowed to speak, and if the performers have any nous.^ the dialogue will doubtlessly prove very funny and effective. Much amusement may also be obtained from the dresses in which they appear, as these are generally ‘ adapted for the occasion’ from such materials as the lady of the house can place at the disposal of her histrionic friends. Sometimes, however, acting charades are elaborately worked-up as a recognised portion of the evening’s entertainment; a libretto being written, the various parts learned and rehearsed, and the dresses manipulated with in- 7—2 100 MASQUES, genuity and taste. When there is a fund of musical talent to be drawn upon, songs may be introduced, and musical accom- paniments used to enhance the effect of ihe action. Occasionally scenery is prepared, and the acting charade may then be re- garded as a modest, prosaic revival of the masques which delighted our Elizabethan forefathers — which ‘ So did take Eliza and our James.’ ' The masque, says Gifford, as it attained its highest degree of excellence in the hands of Ben Jonson, admitted of dialogue, singing, and dancing, which were not independent of one another, as in previous entertainments, but combined, by the introduction of some ingenious fable, into an harmonious whole. The groundwork was assumed at will ; but Ben Jonson, to whom the whole mythology of Greece and Rome lay open, generally drew his personages from that inexhaustible treasury of fancy : having formed the plan, he called in the aid of the sister arts ; for ‘ the essence of the masque was pomp and glory, and it could breathe only in the atmosphere of a court.’ Thus, while the dramas of Shakespeare were produced without any scenic em- bellishment, movable scenery of the costliest and most elaborate kind was lavished on the masque^ and the highest vocal and instrumental excellence was employed to grace and recommend it. I see no reason why the masque should not be reproduced by some ambitious host or hostess desirous of investing their entertainments with an air of novelty. It was often animated by a strain of pure poetry, and lent itself, as we know, to beautiful effects of grouping and colouring. The scenic con- trivances are sometimes too elaborate for the amateur stage but with a little ingenuity these might be modified, and the masque so rearranged as to be brought within the limit of avail- able resources. There would be no difficulty, for instance, in putting upon the drawing-room ‘boards’ Ben Jonson’s masque of ‘ Christmas,’ or of ‘ The Golden Age Restored,’ or some of Shelley’s masques, or Milton’s ‘ Comus,’ and these would suggest imitations which, if inferior to the originals in poetic grace, might please, nevertheless, by their fancifulness or picturesque charm. ‘ Five o’clock teas ’ are a recent innovation, and belong to the category of the ladies’ social pleasures. They have been GARDEN PARTIES, lOI rendered necessary, or excusable, perhaps, by the late hour to which the dinner in fashionable households is now deferred. I am not aware that any particular etiquette surrounds them. As they are not regarded as ‘a meal,’ visitors do not remove tlieir out-of-door garments. A small tea-service, specially designed for five o’clock teas, is always used. At large ^ five o’clock teas ’ the hostess receives her guests at the open door of the drawing-room, and has as little time to bestow upon each as at a ball or an ^ at home ;’ but if the party be small, not exceeding twenty or thirty guests, she receives them in the drawing-room, approaching each new-comer as she isannounced, and allotting to each a few minutes of pleasant conversation. It is on these occasions that a hostess has an opportunity of winning her laurels — of proving herself competent for her posi- tion — of bringing into play all her highest social qualifications. Almost any person can get through the formalities of a large ball or ^ at home j’ but in a small party everything hangs upon the tact, talent, and grace of the hostess. ‘ Garden-parties ’ afford a very agreeable pretext for collecting one’s friends and acquaintances ; but certain conditions seem essential to their success. The garden must be of tolerable extent, and the weather propitious. A garden-party on a fine warm day, with a blue sky above, and the blossoming flower-beds shining in the sun’s golden light, is one of the pleasantest of re- unions ; just as a garden-party in the rain and mist is one of the most depressing. At garden-parties morning-dress is worn ; they are very popular among young people on account of the oppor- tunities they afford for quiet flirtations. What sweet nothings may be whispered into willing ears while the band is playing the love-strains in Gounod’s ‘ Faust !’ What delicate attentions may be paid by courteous swain when Araminta exhibits her skill with bow and arrow ! How lithe and graceful the figure of the fair Julia appears while she strives for victory at lawn-tennis ! Sunshine and the fresh air, green leaves and bright blossoms, blue skies and warm breezes — these seem the natural surroundings of youth and beauty ; and a garderi-party on a glowing summer noon seems like a page out of a poem, and reminds us of the romances of the old chivalry and the bright scenes in Boccaccio’s ‘ Decameron.’ ‘ It was a garden plot of the most emerald verdure, bouquets of laurel and of myrtle opened on either side into vistas half- ■ 102 0 UT- OF-DOOR MA TINGES, overhung with clematis and rose, through whose arcades the prospect closed with statues and gushing fountains ; in front, the lawn was bounded by rows of vases on marble pedestals filled with flowers ; and broad and gradual flights of steps of the whitest marble led from terrace to terrace, each adorned with statues and fountains, half way down a high but softly-sloping and verdant hill. . . . Birds of every hue and song, some free, some in network of golden wire, warbled round ; and upon the centre of the sward reclined five ladies, unmasked and richly dressed, the eldest of whom seemed scarcely more than twenty, and five cavaliers, young and handsome, whose jewelled vests and golden chains attested their degree. Wines and fruits were on a low table beside, and musical instruments, chess-boards, and gammon-tables lay scattered all about.’ This is a modern novelist’s reproduction of a mediaeval garden-party ; but in recent seasons it has been put to shame by the graceful and glittering pageants which have lit up some of our English gardens. Their increasing popularity may be noted with satisfaction, for it seems to show that not even Fashion can deaden the love of nature and of outdoor amuse- ments which has always been a passion with our race. Garden-parties, lawn-tennis-parties, archery-parties, croquet- parties — these are amusements which cannot be too warmly encouraged, if for no other reason than that they are certainly more healthful than large gatherings in heated rooms, and that they offer a more vigorous and wholesome means pour passer le teuips. Matinees, like garden-parties, require good weather to make them a success ; and then, as an assemblage of well- dressed people listening, among flowers and sunshine, to merry music, or merrier conversation, a matinee is not one of the least agreeable occasions in the history of ‘ the season.’ The hostess who ventures upon one must secure the services of a good band, and provide ample refreshments, or a lunch, in a tent or summer-house on the lawn. There her duties end ; for introductions are not usual at a matinee, and the guests are expected to amuse themselves, which, in the circumstances, they may very well do, and find no difficult task. The hour at which they assemble is generally one or two, and they withdraw about five. Of course, each visitor pays his or her respects to the hostess ; but this ceremony over, the guests are left to their own devices. ^KETTLEDRUMS^ AND PICNICS. 103 At croquet-parties, which generally begin about three, it is, of course, absolutely necessary to introduce your guests to one another, as a preliminary to making up the necessary couples. Full morning-dress is worn on these occasions, but in the country considerable latitude is allowed in the matter of toilettes, and a young lady is free to exercise her taste and ingenuity in inventing a becoming costume. ‘ Kettledrums ’ are not so popular as they were. At these entertainments tea and coffee are served at about five o’clock. The dress is morning-dress. Any person on the hostess’s visiting-list may attend without invitation. Dancing lasts until seven o’clock, when the guests disperse for dinner. The giddy round of fashionable society is something almost too awful for the contemplation of ordinary mortals ! Thus it is quite pos- sible for a young lady to begin the day at a garden-party, next partake of five o’clock tea, afterwards be present at a kettle- drum, thence betake herself to a dinner-party, look in at the Opera, and finish at a ball ! What time is left her for intel- lectual culture, or for the discharge of domestic duties, de- ponent knoweth not. Such a life appears as laborious as any artisan’s, but thousands appear to like it. In the country, a popular out-of-door diversion is a picnic, and, though the light shafts of the humourist have often been aimed at it, there is enough of real enjoyment and mirthfulness in it to justify its preservation. For a picnic, as for a garden- party, the primary condition of success is fine weather. Next, the guests should all know one another, and should all be chosen for their agreeable qualities. An ill-tempered person at a picnic is as much out of place as an elephant in a china-shop ! There should be a fair admixture of seniors to ensure order and decorum, but there should be a preponderance of young people — of young men, well-bred, well-mannered, and accom- plished ; of young girls, comely, intelligent, and agreeable. If among them there should be one or two couples with a marked preference for each other’s society, all the better; they will set an example to the rest which [in due time may bear fruit. It is necessary, however, to remind young cavaliers and their lady-loves that their mutual attentions should not be too conspicuous, and that they should not be so absorbed in one another as to forget the courtesies due to their companions. A fine day and a nicely-assorted party, and you have the two 104 HINTS FOR A ^ COLD COLLATION! main elements of a successful picnic. Of course your outing will be directed to some pretty and sufficiently-retired spot, where you may enjoy your a/ fresco repast without the disturb- ing accompaniment of a crowd of curious spectators. Equally, of course, you will be careful to provide an ample supply of refreshments. When a picnic is made up by two or three parties, each contributes an equal portion of the expenses. Few if any servants should be called into requisition on these occa- sions, when society makes, as it were, an effort to emancipate itself from its own conventionalities. A picnic is not a fete champHre^ but a merry out-of-door expedition, with pleasure for its object and freedom for its inspiring principle. The pre- sence of John Thomas with his calves, or Simmons the butler with his white necktie, is a delusion and a snare, and unplea- santly recals the thraldom in which Fashion condemns her votaries to live. No ; at a picnic be your own servants ; or, rather, impose on the gentlemen a duty they will surely regard as a privilege, that of ministering to the wants of their sisters, their cousins, and their aunts, and ‘ those others,’ who, if not nearer, are, perhaps, dearer. Some hints may here be added as to the fitting materials for that ‘ cold collation ’ which is an indispensable adjunct of croquet-parties, garden-parties, and the like. Imprimis^ in the first place, nothing should appear at a collation which requires carving or cannot be easily helped. All meat dishes should be either sandwiches, which can be eaten in the hand, or minced meat in balls, which can be eaten with a fork only. There may be slices of meat, however, and a salad. As everything is designed for the comffort of the guests, and no bill of fare can be put forv/ard, it has been recommended that the name of the preparation should be neatly written, and pasted on to the edge of the dish. Mistakes will thus be avoided, and persons prevented from committing themselves to the mastication of some distasteful viand. All the puddings should be of small size, the tarts must be tartlets, the jellies in glasses, the custards in little cups. This arrangement will facilitate the labours of the non-professional butlers and amateur footmen. A good authority writes : If you have apples, they must have been boiled with sugar, lemon-juice, and lemon-peel, and DISHES AND DECORATIONS. 105 turned out of small tea-cups — a refreshing and savoury prepa- ration, especially if iced. If you have oranges, treat them as follows : Cut a hole in the golden fruit as big as a fourpenny piece where the stem grew. Scoop out the inside, taking care to touch the rind as little as possible. Put all the oranges on a dish with the holes upwards ; and having made a highly-fla- voured orange jelly, strain it, and fill all the skins of the fruit. ^V^hen cold, cut the oranges in quarters, and so serve them. For croquet-parties, what are called (on the lucns a non lucendo principle) ‘ croquet-eggs ’ may be commended. Have by you some good hlanc-mange or a lemon-cream. Take a number of oval patty-pans, and into each put a round ball of wood, like a small croquet-ball, which has been bored, and the bored part of which has been filled up with lead to keep it steady. Pour the lemon-cream into the patty-pans. When it is cold, uncover the balls, and pour into the vacant spaces a strong-coloured jelly made of cura9oa. The appearance of a poached egg is thus obtained, and the croquet-player furnished with a wholesome and agreeable stimulant. The following remarks do not, of course, apply to an im- promptu picnic, but only to entertainments where a cold collation can be set out on a table and under shelter : ‘ When people enter the room where the cold collation is spread, the first impression ought to call up thoughts of fairy- land. It has to stand the trial of sunlight, which is a serious ordeal. Take mj advice, and do not be anxious to exhibit your silver. It is almost ugly by daylight. Keep to glass, which, for the purpose of a cold daylight repast, is far prettier. I would say, always prefer beauty to display. The coloured china shell-dishes, ornamented with red coral and seaweed, are very pretty by daylight, and by lamplight of doubtful loveli- ness ; but pink glass is always pretty, and alternate dishes of pink and of white glass have an excellent effect. A good deal of thought may be well bestowed on the things to go into each, and on the quantity and colour of the flowers that are to be used. ^ Large growing plants, if in luxurious flower, and little fruit- trees from an orchid-house, look very well down the middle of a long table at collation ; and if biscuits of many sorts are put down the table on each side at regular distances, in small saucer-shaped glass dishes, which are placed in other glass dishes a size larger, and the space between filled closely with io6 A PLEA FOP THE PICNIC, flowers of one sort, the effect of such coloured fairy rings all down the table is very good. These rings might be alternately pink rose-buds and the large blue forget-me-not.^ At a picnic never use your best plate, glass, or china ; so shall you avoid much heart-burning and irritation of temper. It is not easy for a lady to be ‘ mistress of herself though china fall/ if the china be Sevres or Dresden. All that is required at a picnic is cleanliness and neatness ; any osten- tatious effort, or attempt to outvie one’s neighbours, is as fatal to success as it is contrary to the laws of good manners. The humours of a picnic have been satirised by many pens, and in one of Mr. H. J. Byron’s plays have been transferred to the stage ; yet this old English institution defies attack, and thrives in perennial prosperity. Shall there be no more cakes and ale because thou art fastidious ? Aye, and pigeon-pie shall be good in the mouth too, and claret-cup shall be drunk with avidity, and tarts and pates shall minister to the enjoy- ment of fair maidens. The truth is, the ridicule does not stick, because it is spent upon an exaggeration. There are failures in picnics as there are in Swinburne’s erotics and Burne Jones’s ideals. The mustard does sometimes get into the raspberry tart, and picnic parties do sometimes forget the corkscrew. But the majority, I suspect, are well conducted, and the many pleasant recollections attaching to pleasant picnics maintain their popularity. For my own part, I claim for them a pic- turesque element. A picnic on the velvety slope of a green lawn extending to the margent of the Upper Thames, say in the neighbourhood of Cliefden’s bowers; or in a highland glen, where tall pine-trees spread their fragrant foliage, and clear burns leap noisily down the rugged sides of the moun- tain : or among the perfumed hay-mows of some sunny Mid- land meadow ; or in the cool shady hollow of a Sussex down ; or among the ferns of a quiet Devonshire combe opening out upon the glorious sea — can you desire a more joyous pastime? The sunlit air ; the blue arch above ; the cool green foliage around ; the songs of birds and the murmurs of the wind ; the clear ringing laughter of happy voices ; the flash and gleam of bright eyes ; the grace of shapely forms — do not these combine in one overpowering charm ? And surely nowhere else, and at no other time, does so much poetry surround a meal. The cold fowls undergo a kind of exaltation ; the salad seems WHERE SHALL WE SPEND THE AUTUMN? toy somehow glorified ; the tongue receives a special consecration; the wines acquire an additional zest and sparkle. For sweet smiles mingle with bright sunbeams, and soft whispers with the melodies of thrush and blackbird ; and there is around you the glamour of a vision of fair creatures in brightly-tinted raiment ; and all blends into an enchanting phantasmagoria of light and music and love. Let no ill-words be spoken of picnics, except by cynics who hate their kind. Given a fine summer day, and a pretty rural nook, and a skilfully selected company — not so numerous as to preclude the growth and expansion of a common feeling of friendship and a mutual sympathy, nor so small as to prevent the exhibition of those contrasts of taste and disposition which are essential to harmony — and I know of no pleasanter form of social reunion. As I have said, a picnic has its humorous side, of which our comic writers have made the most ; but is it the worse for that ? Shall we not laugh and be merry ? Shall we not make a jest of our little failures ? Must perfec- tion be associated with a picnic because of the alliteration ? Do we not wisely in relieving the more serious scenes of life by an occasional bit of comedy ? Go, youth ; make the most of your time : cultivate the picnic, and take care that Amaryllis shares it with you. When at last the hurly-burly is done, when the stress and struggle are over, when the London season is at an end, and Parliament has ceased its debates, and the Ladies^ Mile no longer exhibits its moving galaxy of equestrians, and the West End shop-keepers are counting up their spoils, and thinking how much greater the amount would have been but for the ‘ co-operative stores,’ then the great question comes up before us : Where shall we spend the autumn? We cannot all of us circumnavigate the globe in a steam-yacht, or seek health and enjoyment in the Engadine ; we do not all of us care for Harro- gate or Scarborough, Brighton or Ryde; and yet Fashion for- bids that we should stay at home. The opportunity thus seems to have come for a circle of visits to our country friends ; that is, if we are fortunate enough to have a sufficient number on our list. We must begin by fixing the various stages of our journey : the Blanks in Hampshire, the Dashes in Devonshire, the Smiths among the Yorkshire wolds, the Browns near the Lancashire coast, the McRobinsons among the Scottish io8 COUNTRY VISITS. Highlands. To some of these, perhaps, we have only general invitations; which we have, therefore, to exercise a little ingenuity to get converted into invitations at fixed dates and for definite periods. Our next care must be to arrange them in chrono- logical and topographical order : that is, if possible, in such wise that we can go from one to the other without crossing the same ground, and without leaving between any of them a gap of unoccupied time. This is always a difficult task ; some of the friends whom we may offer to visit, on the strength of a previ- ously expressed wish, may be unable to receive us at the date that would be most convenient to ourselves ; they may be going from home, or their house may already be filled, or there may be illness in the family. We must do the best we can; arrange our pieces on the board with all our skill, and trust to fortune for a good issue to the game. When a friend’s roof is not available, we must fix on some point at a convenient proximity to our next place of rest, and retire into lodgings, or ‘ put up ’ at an hotel, until the hiatus is passed over. If the hostess whom we are about to visit have not, when writing, mentioned the most convenient train or steamer, it will be as well we should name the hour at which we propose to arrive. It is not customary now for hosts to send to the railway station for their friends ; and, therefore, if we are strangers in the locality, we write or telegraph to the hotel- keeper or cab-proprietor to have ready ‘ a fly ' for our use. To be deposited at a country station with a pile of luggage, and no vehicle to receive it or its owners, is one of those ‘ miseries of human life ’ which are more easily imagined than described. I have said a pile of luggage ; of course, if the visitor be a gentleman, a portmanteau of moderate size will contain all his belongings ; but if he be accompanied by a lady, his port- manteau will be supplemented by one or two capacious trunks. For his companion will want a thick walking-dress for rural expeditions, a morning dress of light and airy texture, a dress for lawn-tennis, another for a possible garden-party, besides visiting-dresses, dinner-dresses, and ball or evening-party dresses. These wipedimenta cannot be disposed of in a hat-box ! If the round of visits is likely to be prolonged into the colder months of autumn, it is an excellent thing to pack a box before leaving home with suitable warm raiment, for which you can send when wanted. STAYING WITH A FRIEND. 109 Both for their own sakes, and that of their hosts, guests should arrive, if possible, a sufficient time before dinner to allow of changing their dress without delaying that meal ; and when they leave, they should not choose an exceptionally early hour of the morning. Only ‘urgent circumstances' can justify a man in rousing his host’s household in order that he may catch an eight o’clock express. A guest should accept the rules and conditions of the house at which he visits, and not expect to carry his own little habits and personal regulations wherever he goes. It is courteous, after having spent some days at a friend’s, to write to the hostess from the next place you visit, announcing your safe arrival, and gracefully alluding to the pleasant sojourn you made under her hospitable roof. Do not out-stay your welcome. It is better to leave even a day before, rather than a day after, the one fixed for the expiry of your visit. You are bound to consider your host’s conveni- ence as well as your own, and not to treat his house as if it were an hotel, with the sole exception that you have not to pay hotel charges. Do not occupy too much of the time of your entertainers. Remember that they have their daily duties to discharge — letters to answer, servants to superintend, their estate, perhaps, to overlook — and that their discharge of these duties cannot be interrupted without serious inconvenience. After breakfast, retire to your own room, or go for a ramble in the neighbour- hood, or, if you be a disciple of Izaak Walton, shoulder your rod and hie away to the nearest stream — unless, indeed, some excursion has been arranged for your special benefit, or your host or hostess invites your company. Your afternoons should also be your own, and then you will appear at dinner fresh and unwearied — prepared to enjoy the society of your host and his family, while to them your company will not be the less accept- able because it has not been inflicted upon them all day. You must be possessed of infinite resource if you can undertake to amuse anybody hour after hour — all day long — and day after day for a week or a fortnight. I suppose Damon would have been sick of Pythias if he had been condemned to see him every day from breakfast until supper. Absence makes the heart of host and guest grow fonder ; they relish one another all the better for an interval of separation. CHAPTER III. THE PHILOSOPHY OF DINNERS. ‘ Now good digestion wait on appetite, And health on both.’ Shakespeare. Importance of Dinner — Napoleon’s Estimate of it— -Political Opportuniiies — Royal Academy Dinner — Macaulay’s Account of it — Macaulay’s own Dinners — Days of the First Empire — Baron Bunsen at Windsor — Dining-room — Its Furniture and Appointments — Cheerfulness, Light, and Comfort — Decoration — Mrs. Cask ell — Flowets and Crystal — Mrs. Loftie — Napkins — Archbishop Whately — Against undue Display — • Colonel Hauer’s Dinner to the Prince Regent — Number of Guests — Mrs. Gaskell on Waiting and Mutual Assistance — Its Disadvantages — Forms of Invitation and Reply — Selection of Guests — Pendennis at a Dinnerin Paternoster Row — Arrangement of Guests — Particulars of Pre- cedence — Reception of Guests — Places at Table — Old-fashioned Carving — ROle of the Hostess — The Menu, or Bill of Fare — Proportion, not Ex- cess — Elegance, not Ostentation — Examples of Bills of Fare, according to number of Guests and Seasons of the Year — Moderation in Wine — Wines and -their Order — Wine-drinking, Past and Present — Minute Vulgarisms — Punctuality — Further Caveats against Vulgarity — Value of Observation — Conversation at Dinner — Good Conversation demands Good Talking and Good Listening — Dr. Johnson — Suppression and Delicacy in Conversation — Cowper on ‘ Conversation ’ — Topics of Conversation — Lord Beaconsfield’s ‘Lothair’ — ^Joining the Ladies — Mrs. Haweis on the Dinner of To-day — Most Dinners are Failures— Guests to be preferred to the Dinner. COMPLETE system of literature revolves around the vast central subject of dinner, and the reader who should attempt to master it would spend laborious days and sleepless nights, only to find, after years of toil, that he had made but small pro- gress towards the desired goal. Of what dinner should consist — how it should be ordered — the number of guests— the con- DINNER ENTHUSIASTS. Ill ditions under which it should be given and eaten — the decora- tions of the table — the furniture of the dining-room — these are only a few of the subsidiary topics on which a thousand writers have lavished their wit and wisdom. Evidently, in the opinion of a very considerable portion of civilised humanity, the art of living is simply and absolutely the art of dining. I suppose that these Ctenophilists recognise breakfast as a neces- sity, and give an occasional thought to luncheon, perhaps to ^ supper ; but it is the one great and sublime meal of dinner > for which they think and feel, hope and fear, and live. Dynas- ties may pass away, and empires crumble into ruin — these are the trifling accidents of the world’s history ; but dinner ! it is to them what the philosopher’s stone was to the Rosicrucian students of the Middle Ages, or even more. They prepare for it laboriously ; enjoy it devoutly ; and ruminate over it pro- foundly. No doubt they adopt the glowing eloquence of ' Pelham, when he expatiates to Lord Guloseton on its surpass- I irig importance : — ‘ At what moment of our existence are we ^ happier than at table ? There hatred and animosity are lulled to sleep, and pleasure alone reigns. There the cook, by his . skill and attention, anticipates our wishes in the happiest selec- I tion of the best dishes and decorations. There our wants are S satisfied, our minds and bodies invigorated, and ourselves qualified for the high delights of love, music, poetry, dancing, and other pleasures.’ They are of the opinion of Sufifen, the French diplomatist, who, when in India, was waited upon by a deputation of Hindoos while he was at dinner : — ‘ Tell them,' he said, ‘ that the Christian religion peremptorily forbids every Christian, while at table, to occupy himself with any earthly subject except the function of eating.’ There is ?io earthly subject which concerns them so deeply — which occupies so much of their time and attention. I do not write for such enthusiasts ; yet I am by no means disposed to make light of dinner. We do not live to eat, but we eat to live, and it is, therefore, a matter of personal interest to each of us what we eat and hoiv we eat it ; and dinner being our principal meal, must necessarily demand our best considera- tion. Nor can it be denied that dinner has a certain social value and interest. Napoleon recognised this fact, and selected Cambaceres as Third Consul, because he understood the science of dinner-giving, and confirmed adherents and conciliated II2 SOME FAMOUS DINNERS, opponents by the excellence of his rotis and the savouriness of his plats. But for Lady Holland’s famous dinners at Holland House, what would have become of the Whig party during the long period it spent in the cold shade of Opposition ? In our own time, we have heard something of the political success of the late Countess Waldegrave’s dinners at Strawberry Hill, and it is generally admitted that the politician who keeps a good cook is a tower of strength to his party. Literature, too, has many grateful associations with dinners ; from those at which the Queen Anne wits and poets assisted, down to those which called forth the humour of Sydney Smith and the varied know- ledge of Macaulay. I suppose that English art would hardly hold its place if the annual Royal Academy dinner passed into abeyance ! What wit and eloquence and epigrammatic wisdom — what stores of anecdote and experience — have been poured out at the dinner-table ! What jealousies have been soothed, what combinations arranged or neutralised, what hostilities averted, what friendships cemented ! Who has not read of dinners at which he would have given half his income to have been present ? Who would not have wished to dine with Shakespeare and Ben Jonson at the Mermaid? or with Addison and Swift at Treasurer Harley’s ? or with Johnson and Beauclerk and Bennet Langton and Miss Burneyat Mr. Thrale’s? or with Macaulay and Luttrell and Sydney Smith at Rogers’s ? or with Coleridge at Mr. Gillman’s ? or with Charles Lamb and George Dyer in Elia’s pleasant Highgate retreat ? I have just alluded to the Royal Academy dinners ; that must have been a particularly rememberable one which Macaulay describes in his diary in 1852 : — ‘ A great number of my friends, and immense smiling, and shaking of hands. I got a seat in a pleasant situation near Thesiger, Hallam, and Inglis. The scene was lively ... It is the old Duke’s birthday ; he is eighty-three to-day- I never see him now without a painful interest. I look at him every time with the thought that this may be the last. We drank his health with immense shouting and table-banging. He returned thanks, and spoke of the loss of the Birkenhead. I remarked (and Lawrence, the American minister, said that he had re- marked the same thing) that, in his eulogy of the poor fellows who were lost, the Duke never spoke of their courage, but always of their discipline and subordination. He repeated it MA CA ULA Y AS A DINNER- GI VER. i i 3 several times over. The courage, I suppose, he treated as a thing of course. Lord Derby spoke with spirit, but with more hesitation than on any occasion on which I have heard him. Disraeli’s speech was clever. In defiance of all rule, he gave Lord John Russell’s health. Lord John answered good- humouredly and well.’ Here I may refer to Macaulay in his capacity not of diner- out but of dinner-giver ; and I am inclined to believe that in many respects he was the very type of a perfect Amphitryon. His nephew and biographer says, that moderate as was his own regime^ he could not endure to see guests, even of the most tender age, seated round his board, unless there was upon it something very like a feast. ‘ He generally selected, by a half- conscious preference, dishes of an established, and, if so it may be called, an historical reputation. He was fond of testifying to his friendliness for Dissenters by treating his friends to a fillet of veal, which he maintained to be the recognised Sunday dinner in good old Nonconformist families. He liked still better to prove his loyalty to the Church by keeping her feasts, and keeping them in good company \ and by observing her fasts, so far, that is to say, as they could be observed by making additions to the ordinary bill of fare. A Michaelmas Day on which he did not eat goose, or ate it in solitude, was no Michaelmas to him ; and regularly on Christmas Eve there came to our house a cod-fish, a barrel of oysters, and a chine, accompanied by the heaviest turkey which diligence could dis- cover and money could purchase. If he was entertaining a couple of schoolboys who could construe their fourth satire of Juvenal, he would reward them for their proficiency with a dish of mullet that might have passed muster on the table of an augur or an Emperor s freedman . . . With regard to the con- tents of his cellar, Macaulay prided himself on being able to say with Mr. John Thorpe (in Miss Ferrier’s novel of “Mar- riage ”), “ Mine is famous good stuff, to be sure 3” and if my mother took him to task for his extravagance, he would reply, in the words used by another of their favourite characters in fiction, that there was a great deal of good eating and drink- ing in seven hundred a year, if people knew how to manage it.’ Macaulay, who read everything, had read the Almanach des Gourmands — that cyclopaedia of sensual enjoyment — and had by heart the choice morsels of humour and extravagance scat- 8 THn ^ ALMANACH DES GOURMANDS: 114 tered through the eight fat little volumes. He loved to dwell on the ceremonies of a Parisian banquet in the days of the First Empire, from those complexities of arrangement, ‘ que les personnes bien avisees ont I’attention d^abreger en mettant d’avance le nom de chaque convive sur chaque convert, dans Tordre de leur appetit connu ou presume,’ to the ^ visite de digestion ’ on the morrow, the length of which was or ought to be proportioned to the excellence of the entertainment. He would enumerate every article in a long series of delicacies, from the ^ potage brulant, tel qu’il doit etre,’ on to the ‘ biscuit d’ivrogne,’ not forgetting to emphasise the assertion that, ‘ Tout bon mangeur a fini son diner apres le roti.’ He would quote from the same high authority that, after the sixth dozen, oysters ceased to whet the appetite ; and would repeat, with evident relish, the sentence that closes the description of a repast such as a French official, in the days spoken of, de- lighted in giving : — ‘ Ceux qui veulent faire grandement les choses, finissent par parfumer la bouche de leurs convives (ou plutot de leurs amis, car c’est ainsi que s’appellent les convives d’un dejeuner), avec deux ou trois lasses de glaces ; ou de la mise ensuite avec un grand verre de marasquin ; et puis chacun se retire en hate chez soi — pour aller manger la soupe.’ But his favourite passage, we are told, was that which prescribes the period (varying from a week to six months, according to the goodness of the dinner), during which the guests may not speak ill of their host; who has, moreover, the privilege of binding their tongues afresh to silence by issuing a new set of invitations before the full time has expired : — ‘ On conviendra que, de toutes les manieres d’empecher de mal parler de soi, celle-ci n’est pas la moins admirable.’ In Baron Bunsen’s letters we meet with some brief notes on dinners in high places, notably at Windsor Castle. Thus he writes on one occasion : ‘ I had my audience at eight o’clock, just before dinner : I was directed to conduct the Duchess of Kent to the place opposite the Queen, and then to place myself at the Queen’s right hand. I had been told by Brunnow that I had no choice of a place but by the side of the Duchess or Prince Albert. In obeying the Queen’s com- mand, I thought of what the Popes say when receiving peculiar honour — Non mihi sed Petro,” Not to me is this offered, but to St. Peter ” — well aware . that it is the King [of PrussiaJ’s DINNER AT WINDSOR CASTLE, 115 present high position which has raised mine ; wherefore I can really enjoy it much. We passed a cheerful evening. In playing at cards with the Queen, I won a new shilling of her Majesty’s especial coin.’ Again he writes : ‘ I arrived here yesterday at six, and at eight o’clock all followed the Queen in to dinner in the great hall hung round with the Winterhalter portraits. The band, so placed as to be invisible, played exquisitely, so that what with the fine proportions of the hall and the well-subdued light, and the splendour of the plate and decorations, the scene was such as fairy tales present; and Lady Canning, Miss Dawson, and Miss Stanley were beautiful enough to personate the ideal attendants of an ideal court. The Queen looked well and rayonnante,, with that expression which she always has when thoroughly pleased with all that occupies her mind, which you know I always observe with delight, as fraught with that truth and reality which so essen- tially belong to her character, and so strongly distinguish her countenance, in all its changes, from the fixed mask only too common in the royal rank of society.’ But we must come to more practical matters. You and I, my friend, are never likely to be entertained at Windsor, and yet we have sometimes to go to dinners and to give dinners. In either capacity, as host or guest, we are interested in all that appertains to reasonable success in this department. And obviously, the first consideration is the room in which the dinner is given and eaten — the dining-room. I have already spoken of the old style of dining-room in houses even of some pretension : the crimson flock-paper, the dull mahogany table, and duller chairs, and dullest sideboard— the long array of guests on either side staring, in the intervals of repast, at the hideous portraits in heavy gilded frames suspended from the walls — the general air of gloom and desolation, as if, instead of a social gathering, a scene from some grim Walpurgis-Nacht was going on — everybody knows it, and the shudder with which he was wont to contemplate it. JNous avons change tout cela. We don’t think it necessary in those more enlightened days to sur- round our little entertainments with an air of funereal melan- choly, and to chill our guests to the marrow-bones by way of set-off to the viands and wines they cost us ! The very first condition of a proper dining-room is that it shall be light and cheerful. You may paint or paper its walls according to 8 — 2 WHAT THE DINJNG^ROOM SHOULD BE. 1 16 the latest eccentricity of the art-craze, so long as you provide these two essentials. As for the furniture, let it be com- fortable ; let the table be large enough to accommodate your- self and your guests with ease, and let the chairs be chairs meant for Christian men and women to sit in^ not to look at. I am not concerned as to the style of furniture which your care- fully cultivated aestheticism may incline you to adopt — Wardour Street Gothic, Queen Anne, or Louis Quatorze — so long as it is all in harmony, and all selected with a view to convenience and comfort. Let the curtains at your windows be graceful in folds, harmonious in colouring, and of a texture to suit the season. Take care that your room is well ventilated, cool in summer, pleasantly warm in winter, and always fresh and wholesome. Who can eat one’s dinner with any appetite in an atmosphere choked with gas and coal-dust ? Who can eat it when the air breathes as fiercely hot as that of the Arabian Desert? Or, on the other hand, when one is exposed in winter to a temperature that suggests ideas of Nova Zembla? And this, too, perhaps, when one’s opposite neighbour, seated near the fire, is dissolving in an agony of perspiration ? To sum up : while you will certainly wish your dining-room to display the good taste of its owner, you will not forget that your duty as a host demands that it should be arranged with a primary view to the ease of your guests. I presume that your table will be oval — experience has proved the advantage of this shape over the rectangular paral- lelogram which used to do duty in the dining-rooms of the fine old English gentlemen. There is no reason in the world why it should differ from the tables used in other parts of the house, so long as it is steady and substantial. And here I may enter a protest against the notion that ‘the dining-room’ must, for occult reasons never explained by any writer I have ever met with, be as unlike as possible to every other room ; why the carpet and paper must be of a different pattern and the furniture in a dif- ferent style j and every sign and token be grouped together in order to impress on the spectator’s mind the all-important fact that ‘ id on dine P As I have already insisted, the only neces- sary conditions are light and cheerfulness, which include, of course, the requirements of space and ventilation. A man receives his guests as his friends, not as if he were offering them a public dinner at so much per head, ‘ including wines,’ B-OIV TO ARRANGE THE DINNER^TABLE. 117 and should, therefore, receive them in the most comfortable room in his house, the one which is cheeriest, prettiest, and most convenient. I abominate your show dining-rooms, those elaborately ‘ got-up ^ salons, which you feel, immediately on entering, are reserved for special occasions and never occupied by your host and his family. They are wholly antagonistic to the true idea of dinner as an occasion for cementing friend- ships, promoting ‘ the flow of reason,’ and strengthening the bonds of social good-will. You will cover your table with the whitest of white damask, damask as spotless as the memory of ‘ the lily-maid of Astolat,’ and for decoration you will use flowers profusely, always taking care that the profusion be governed by good taste. An epergne or two is admissible, if not too high or too large ; and a statuette in white alabaster or Parian, with a background of glossy foliage, forms an attractive object. Small’glass dishes filled with flowers, and placed at the corners and down the sides of the tables are very pleasant, and invest with something of poetic grace the material character of all gastronomic pleasures. It is unnecessary to say that the flowers should be fresh cut, if possible, and arranged with a due attention to harmony of colours. A small table-fountain, filled with perfumed water, may be made ‘ a thing of beauty.’ Here and there distribute some ferns or tiny evergreens. Do not make a display of plate — a gentleman’s dinner-table is not to resemble a silver- smith’s counter. Let there be abundance of ‘ crystal ’ — glass plates, dishes, vases, tumblers, wine-glasses, ewers; and let each be selected for its graceful outline, inasmuch as the primary principle of laying a table’ is, or should be, to present nothing which shall not please the eye. On this point I agree with Mrs. Gaskell when she says : — ‘ If your friends have not dined, and it suits you to give them a dinner, in the name of Lucullus let them dine ; but take care that there shall be something be- sides the mere food and wine to make their foregathering agree- able at the time and pleasant to remember, otherwise you had better pack up for each his portion of the dainty dish and send it separately, in hot-water trays, so that he can eat com- fortably behind a door, like Sancho Panza, and have done with it.’ There is nothing more pleasant than blooming flowers, cool green ferns, and finely-cut glass : these charm the eye and delight the mind by their suggestion of pretty and poetical ii8 THE POETRY OF FLOWERS, fancies. Do not resort to hot-house flowers, if you can help it ; in spring, violets, primroses, lilies of the valley, cowslips ; in summer, roses, pinks, pansies, sweet-william, clematis ; you need never be at a lack for the darlings of the valley and the meadow, or the pride of the cottage-garden, the blossoms redolent with the sweetness of old English poetry and fable. And here we may quote Mrs. Gaskell again : — ^ My friends,^ she said, ‘ would probably be surprised (some wear caps and some wigs) if I provided them with garlands of flowers after the manner of the ancient Greeks;* but put flowers on the table (none of your shams, wax or otherwise ; I prefer an honest wayside root of primroses in a common vase of white ware to the grandest bunch of stiff-rustling artificial rarities in a silver epergne). A flower or two by the side of each person’s plate would not be out of the way as to expense, and would be a very agreeable pretty piece of mute welcome. Flowers as an ornament lead our thoughts away from their present beauty and fragrance. I am almost sure Madame de Sable, a Parisian ‘ woman of fashion ’ in the seventeenth cen- tury, had flowers in her salon, and, as she was fond of dainties herself, I can fancy her smooth benevolence of character taking delight in some personal preparations made in the morning for the anticipated friends of the evening. I can fancy her stew- ing sweetbreads in a silver saucepan or dressing salad with her delicate, plump white hands.’ Mrs. Loftie lays great stress on the necessity of ‘ fair nap- kins,’ and adds that in these there is great room for variety and art-needlework. It is very rarely, she says, that we see a pretty set. Too often the guest is presented with a large square of damask like a deal-board, stiffened in order that the butler may torture it into a fantastic shape. ‘ A napkin that is not soft and pliable is manifestly unfit for its purpose, that of wiping the mouth. It should not be too broad, but long enough to go over the knees. It may be elaborately ornamented, but not so as to prevent it from being easily washed. In coun- tries where fingers still do the duty of forks the napkin holds a very high position as a criterion of the rank and riches of the master of the house. It is a great pity that in this country the * This was true when Mrs. Gaskell wrote ; but now that flowers are worn as boas, wristbands, necklaces, and the like, there would be no great wonder if young and old crowned themselves with garlands, as the ancients did. DELICATE N APERY, 119 love of delicate napery has so much died out. In old times a lady took pride in her linen-closet, and knew every tablecloth by name. Each piece had its story. This was made for the wedding-feast which marked a great family alliance, that for the christening of one who grew to be a beauty celebrated by the poets. One commemorated a naval victory in which a son of the house took part, another was prepared for the reception of royalty.’ Meanwhile, as few families possess this historic napery, I advise my friends to be content with napkins of soft damask not elaborately ornamented. Who would care to apply to his bearded mouth a napkin covered with ‘quaint charactery’ and ‘intricate devices.’* At the same time I beg of them not to torture the ‘ fair damask ’ into fantastic shapes, but to let it be ‘ folded up neatly,’ ready to the hand of the guest. * Mrs. Loftie’s views of decorative napkin- work deserve to be put before the reader. If (she says) the napkin is not to be embroidered there are a thousand pretty devices in which to mark it. In one corner or the middle may be embroidered a coat of arms, initials, or some device chosen to dis- tinguish the set for the benefit of the washerwoman. Such a crest, for instance, as that of the Hamilton family — a tree with a sword, and the word Through — can be treated in many pretty ways, if not made too pictorial. The tree may be large or small, branching or bushy, covered with acorns or bare of leaves. In this way the crest as a device need never be monotonous. Mottoes, too, can be charmingly worked in all kinds of odd places, in one corner, or across the middle, or along one or all of the sides. Not only are devices pretty and appropriate, but they may sometimes afford a subject for dinner conversation when the weather has been exhaustively discussed. A grace, or an apt quotation, would not be out of place. — It is surely a comical idea that one should take up one’s napkin, during ‘ a flash of silence,* and carefully inspect it in search of inspiration ! We can fancy a couple of guests — lady and gentlemen — simultaneously seized with an epidemic of dulness, and resorting to their napkins to stimulate their flagging brains ! He: ‘Hum — oh yes — very appropriate quotation on this napkin — “May good digestion wait on appetite.” Now, I have a good appetite, but a bad . . .' She: ‘||Oh, sir, let us examine the “wise saw” on my napkin : “ Hunger is the best sauce.” Now, Hunger . . .’ He: ‘As I was say- ing, a good appetite ’ . . . She : ‘ Then you would not want the sauce of hunger. And so ’ . . . They are left talking . — What a marvel that no enterprising vendor advertises ‘ Shakespearian Napkins ’ — ‘ Byron Napkins ’ — ‘ Low Church Napkins,’ with evangelical texts — ‘ High Church Napkins, with quotations from the Fathers ! But then, if these came into vogue, a new responsibility would weigh upon the hostess ; she would be called upon to see that each napkin was adapted to the tastes and prejudices of the guest ; or a ritualistic young curate might find a Low Church napkin preach- ing heterodoxy with its evangelical folds ! While a Low Churchman might wipe his fingers in a napkin dedicated to St. Apollodorus of Tyana ! 120 KEEP WITHIN YOUR MEANS, ' As to knives and forks, plates and dishes, I shall say nothing : in these matters every gentlewoman is her own best guide. I need not caution you that every article should be scrupulously clean. Do not let the stems of the wine-glasses be too thin, or some nervous guest will assuredly break his, if not his neigh- bour’s, and send a flood of wine over your damask and into his luckless partner’s lap. Besides, broken glasses have to be re- placed, and, if they are very fragile and expensive, the demand on the householder’s limited means will do anything but sweeten his recollections of ‘ the dinner.’ It is pitiful to see your kindly hostess sitting on thorns lest some fatal accident should befall her costly dishes, which she will not be able to re- place except at a considerable sacriflce. Archbishop Whately wisely remarks that ‘ it may, perhaps, be laid down in reference to what may be called ornamental expense — anything that is not so strictly required as a decency that you would be cen- sured and ridiculed for being without it — that you should have such articles only as you can afford, not only to buy, but to replace, supposing them of a perishable nature.’ For the honour, as Bacon calls it, of any display of wealth, consists, surely, in not only having such and such articles, but having them without uneasiness, without any very anxious care about them. If you have a very fine set of china-ware, and are in a continual apprehension of its being broken, you had better, in point of respectability as well as of comfort, have been content with plain Worcester. If a lady is in a perpetual fever lest some costly veil or gown should be soiled or torn, this indi- cates that she would have done better to wear a less costly dress. There is something in what is said by little Sandford in the tale, who preferred a horn cup to one of silver because it never made him uneasy. This rule applies to dinner-giving, ah mitio: if you are wise, and if you wish your friends to be com- fortable, you will take care to keep within your means. Do not give a dinner at all unless you can afford it, and, if you give one, do not let it be on a scale which will tax your re- sources. Do not attempt too much. If you cannot afford to entertain more than four guests, do not ask six. And do not suppose that your dinner will ‘go off’ the better for an extrava- 'gant outlay. It is to be presumed and hoped that your guests do not come to see your silver-plate or your crystal, or to be filled with envy at the sumptuous decorations of your table; THE STORY OF A LITTLE DINNER. I2I if they do, it is evident they are not worth any expenditure. No etiquette requires that you should entertain your guests in order that they may laugh at your ostentation or ridicule your economy. No etiquette requires that you should undertake an outlay by which your creditors will suffer. Proportion your dinner to your income, to the size of your room, to the con- veniences at your command. There is a story told of the late Colonel Hanger that George IV., when Prince Regent, invited himself to dine with him, and that, as the Colonel was a man of small income, everybody wondered how he would acquit himself under the burden of such an honour. The appointed day arrived and the appointed hour. The Prince, attended by an equerry, appeared at the Colonel’s modest lodging, was received with great courtesy, and, while dinner was preparing, was amused by the Colonel’s lively and intelligent conversation. In due time a neatly-dressed handmaiden laid the whitest of cloths ; the usual appurtenances were scrupulously bright and clean, though of the most moderate character; and it was with a keen appetite that the Prince sat down — to a baked leg of mutton, ‘ done to a turn,’ with baked potatoes. There was some good ale, and, after dinner, a bottle of excellent wine — nothing more. But the Prince declared that he had never enjoyed a dinner so much in his life, and hinted at a second visit, which, however, the Colonel was too wise to accept, knowing that repetitions are rarely successful. The moral of the story is obvious, of course, to the meanest understanding ; and none of my readers have a mean under- standing. Had Colonel Hanger foolishly attempted to put before the Prince a dinner of half a-dozen courses, he would have made a grievous failure, and have involved himself in a pecuniary loss which might have gravely inconvenienced him. Having arranged your room and your table, and decided to regulate your dinner in accordance with your means, you will decide upon the number of your guests. But here you will bear in mind the extent of your accommodation and of your establishment. One cook cannot prepare a dinner for more than twelve or fourteen persons ; and one table- maid cannot wait properly upon more than eight or ten. If you keep a butler, or butler and footman, and if your cook have assistants in the kitchen, of course you can double the number of your invites. But I write chiefly for readers whose menage is 122 WAITERS AND WAITING. on a modest footing, and such I advise to give two dinners with six guests at each, rather than one dinner to twelve ; you will avoid trouble, and expense, and vexation of spirit, and your guests will have good cause to rejoice. Otherwise, you must resort to hired waiters, and probably seek additional plats from the nearest confectioner ; both expedients being fatal to the success of your dinner. Mrs. Gaskell’s remarks on this subject are worth con- sidering : — ‘ Part of my care beforehand,’ she says, ‘ should go to the homely article of waiting. I should not mind having none at all ; a dumb-waiter, pepper, salt, bread, and condiments within the reach or by the side of all. Little kindly attentions from one guest to another tend to take off the selfish character of the mere act of eating ; and, besides, the guests would (or should) be too well educated, too delicate of taste, to interrupt a burst of wit, or feeling, or eloquence, as a mere footman often does, with the perpetual Sherry, or Madeira ?” or with the names of those mysterious entremets that always remind me of a white- kid glove that I once ate with Bechamel sauce, and found very tender and good, under the name of Oreilles de Veau a-la- something, but which experiment I never wish to repeat. There is something grateful and kindly in the little attention by which one guest silently puts by his neighbour all that he may require. I consider it a better opening to ultimate friendship, if my un- known neighbour readily passes me the salt, or silently under- stands that I like sugar to my soup, than if he had been intro- duced by his full name and title, and labelled with the one dis- tinguishing action or book of his life, after the manner of men who are rather showmen than hosts.' I venture to submit, however, that the dinner must be a very small one, indeed, at which the guests could be trusted to help themselves or to help each other. It would be necessary, too, that they should be very intimate with their host and hostess. On the whole, I am inclined to think that Mrs. Gaskell over- rates the advantages which would grow from this mutual bene- volence system ; and I cannot believe that A. and B. will glide into an affectionate intimacy because A. passes B. the salt, and B. reciprocates by handing A. the pepper ! It seems to me that the ‘ little attentions ' spoken of would prove a serious obstacle to conversation. Fancy being interrupted in the middle of your FEMALE ATTENDANTS. 123 best anecdote with the request, ^ Kindly hand me the mustard !’ or quenched in the very beginning of the flow of your eloquence by the question : ‘ May I offer you some cabbage To continue our quotation from Mrs. Gaskell : — ^ 1 have always believed that the charm of those little suppers, famous from time immemorial as the delightful P.S. to operas, was that there was no formal waiting, or over-careful arrange- ment of the table ; a certain sweet neglect pervaded all, very compatible with true elegance. The perfection of waiting is named in the story of the White Cat, where, if you remember, the hero prince is waited upon by hands without bodies, as he sits at table with the White Cat, and is served with that delicate fricassee of mice. By hands without bodies, I am very far from meaning hands without heads. Some people prefer female waiters ; footwomen as it were. I have weighed both subjects well in my mind, before sitting down to write this paper, and my verdict goes in favour of men ; for, all other things being equal, their superior strength gives them the power of doing things without effort, and consequently with less noise than any woman. ^ I am compelled to differ from Mrs. Caskell. There seems to me no comparison between the ‘ waiting ’ of a deft, good- tempered, trim little Amaryllis and the solemn formal attendance of a stately footman or ponderous butler, clothed in all the panoply of upper-servantdom. Mrs. CaskelFs argument as to superior strength falls to the ground now that the principal viands are placed and carved on the sideboard. If you have ^ women-footmen,’ take care that they are neatly dressed, and all dressed alike, and that each has a particular portion of the table to herself. They should be well drilled beforehand, so as to wait noiselessly, vigilantly, and expertly. There should be no delay ; each guest’s wants should be anticipated ; and there should be no noise, no clashing of plates or ringing of metal, and, above all, no talking, except that which is done by the host and hostess, and their guests. I pass on now to the consideration of two important points ; who should be your guests, and how they should be seated. To begin at the beginning : The letter of invitation to a formal dinner-party should be issued from three weeks to ten days in advance, according to circumstances. In London, and in the press of the season, the longer interval is requisite. You will 124 DINNER INVITATIONS AND REPLIES, use an engraved card, if your social position authorise the formality ; or, more modestly, send a written invitation, which is generally from the pen of the hostess. It may run as follows : — Mr, and Mrs, request the favour [or pleasiire\ of Mr. and Mrs, ^s company at dinner on da}\ the , at — o'clock. If the invitation be addressed to persons of rank superior to your own, for the word ‘ favour,’ or ‘ pleasure,’ substitute ‘ honour.’ The reply, if an acceptance, should be thus worded : — Mr. and Mrs. have much pleasure in accepting Mr, and Mrs, 's polite invitation to dinner on the . If the invitation be declined, some good reason should be stated. Mr. and Mrs, regret that., owing to a previous engage- ment [or, owi? 2 g to illness in the famil}\ or, in consequence of their leaving town^ etc., etc.], they cannot have the pleasure of acceptmg Air, and Mrs, ' s polite [or, kindl\ invitation for the Observe, the answer, whether affirmative or negative, should be addressed to the mistress of the house, and despatched within twenty-four hours of the receipt of the invitation ; and if an acceptance be once given, it should be regarded as a ‘ debt of honour,’ and conscientiously fulfilled. Fiat justitia., ruat coelu7n. Only in the case of some unforeseen and un- avoidable emergency should it be recalled, and then only after a frank and full explanation to your hostess. Invitations, where and when possible, should be sent by a servant ; but there is no breach of etiquette in making one of her Majesty’s postmen your servant for the nonce, if the distance be great. The choice of guests is a subject of great delicacy. It is a good rule to have an equal number of ladies and gentlemen, and of course married couples cannot be divided. They should occupy as nearly as possible the same social status, and it will be well to arrange that they shall be of the same political complexion. You will not invite individuals to meet one another who are notoriously on ‘ bad terms,’ as the consequence ABOUT THE GUESTS. 125 would be a feeling of coldness and restraint which would infallibly mar the success of your entertainment. Nor will you bring together persons of widely different tastes and characters ; it is only in a salad that oil and vinegar mix ! Sort your guests as carefully as you harmonise the colours of your dress. Let there be just sufficient difference to create variety, and not so much as to produce antagonism. I should not myself invite Mr. Bradlaugh to meet the Archbishop of Canterbury ! A country squire, fresh from his fields and coverts, will hardly assimilate with a millionaire from Capel Court and West- bournia. At the same time do not give ^ shop ’ dinners ; that is, do not let your guests be all of the same class or profession, except on some special occasion. A party wholly composed of medical men or clergymen or lawyers is not to be thought of without a shudder. The guests themselves will resent the enormity. Nor is it advisable to construe too narrowly the law of social equality. A professional man of good repute will hold his own in any circle ; while wealth, mere wealth, wealth without culture or refinement, is scarcely tolerated in really good society. Mnhigh English society,’ to quote that accomplished member of society, Mr. Hayward, in his ‘ Treatise on Codes of Manners,’ ‘ any calling was some few years since derogatory to the perfect character of a gentleman ; it is now otherwise. Yet the dis- tinction of the aristocratic professions, as opposed to other callings, is maintained, and it will perhaps continue to be so. These are the Church, the bar, the higher walks of medicine, the army and navy. The different members of these pro- fessions, and their wives and families, are fit for any society ; there is no possible objection to their mixing at a dinner-table with nobility, provided they be well-bred and agreeable. The literary man, if a gentleman by education and manners, is always an agreeable addition ; and the highest in rank have in this country set the example of inviting artists, architects, and sculptors, but not always theh' families^ to their tables.’ I have italicised a phrase in this last sentence in order to offer the remark that, except under very special circumstances, no husband who respects his wife and himself will accept an invitation from which she is excluded. Nothing, to my mind, betrays the snobbishness that disfigured and degraded the character of Moore the poet more than the eagerness 126 MR. BUNG ATS DINNER. with which he pushed his way into social circles which frowned upon his admirable wife. The spectacle is by no means a pleasing one of Bessy in her humble little home darning her children’s socks, and Tom Moore singing his sentimental songs in ^gilded drawing-rooms,’ as the pet and protege of dowagers and demireps ! Do you recollect that famous dinner in Paternoster Row given by Mr. and Mrs. Bungay, the rich publisher and the rich publisher’s wife ? ‘The house-porter in an evening coat,’ and gentlemen with their hands encased in large white gloves of the celebrated Berlin web, received the guests’ hats and coats in the passage of Mr. Bungay’s house, and bawled their names up the stair. In the drawing-room Mrs. Bungay, in red satin and a turban, welcomed each new arrival. There v/as young Mr. Pendennis, a rising litterateur; Mr. Bore, the editor of ‘ The Londoner ;’ Mr. Trotter, who, from, having broken out on the world as a poet of a tragic and suicidal cast, had now subsided into one of Mr. Bungay’s back-shops as reader for that gentleman ; and Captain Semple, an ex-beau still about town, and related in some indistinct manner to Literature and the Peerage. . . . This gentleman was listened to with great attention by Mrs. Bungay; his anecdotes of the aristocracy, of which he was a middle-aged member, delighted the publisher’s lady ; and he was almost a greater man than the great Mr. Wagg himself in her eyes. Mr. Bungay, we are told, went about to his guests as they arrived, and did the honours of his house with much cordiality. As the talk rattled on — Mrs. Bungay surveying mankind from the window — a magnificent vision of an enormous grey cab- horse appeared, and moved rapidly. A pair of white reins, held by small white gloves, was visible behind it ; a face pale, but nobly decorated with a chin-tuft, the head of an exiguous groom bobbing over the cab-head — these bright things were revealed to the delighted Mrs. Bungay. ‘The Honourable Percy Popjoy’s quite punctual, I declare,’ she said, and sailed to the door to be in waiting at the nobleman’s arrival. The Honourable Percy Popjoy entered, in ‘ extremely lac- quered ’ boots, with his hat under his arm, and a look of inde- scribable good-humour and fatuity in his round dimpled face, upon which Nature had burst out with a chin-tuft, but, ex- PRECEDENCE— A BURNING QUESTION 127 hausted with the effort, had left the rest of the contenance bare of hair. The great Mr. Wagg and the great Mr. Wenham followed, and so the ill-assorted dinner-party was gradually made up. You may read of it and all its vulgarity in Mr. Thackeray’s ‘ History of Pendennis,’ and learn from the sharp satire of the chronicler what to avoid. The arrangement of the guests is the next subject of con- sideration. This may seem a small matter, but as society is at present constituted, established rules of procedure, by prevent- ing the outbreak of jealousy, rivalry, and ill-feeling, are really very valuable — they are the oil which subdues the friction of the wheels within wheels of the social machine. In the first place, remember the French axiom, ^ Place aux dames P If you can- not, at your party, pair off ladies and gentlemen in due order of precedence without putting husband and wife together — which is inadmissible — you must be guided by the ladies’ order of precedence, and, so far, suit the acknowledged claims of the gentlemen. For example, a baroness’s daughter ^ taken in ’ by plain Mr. Smith will go before plain Miss Smith ‘ taken in ’ by Lord Tomnoddy. There is but one exception to this rule, namely, that the hostess must always be taken in by the gen- tleman of highest rank present. Further, according to Sir Bernard Burke, ‘ married ladies and widows are entitled to the same rank amongst each other as their husbands would respec- tively have borne between themselves, provided such rank arises from a dignity and not from an office or profession. It should be clearly understood that by rank through dignity alone, and not by profession or office, is precedence conferred upon a lady.’ An example will render this deliverance clear : The Archbishop of Canterbury takes precedence of all peers, save dukes of the blood royal j but his wife, unless a peeress in her own right, or otherwise possessed of rank, has no special position, and her place will depend upon circumstances. Persons of title take precedence, of course, according to their titles, unless foreign ambassadors of the first class are present, or Anglican bishops, who really rank with earls, but, in obedience to the unwritten law of courtesy, usually go before even dukes and marquises. The same precedency is accorded to all the dignified clergy. The wives of clergymen rank before barristers’ wives, and the wives of esquires, Le. gentle- 128 ORDER OF PRECEDENCE. men neither in the professions nor commerce, before both clergymen’s wives and barristers’ wives. The wives of physi- cians follow those of the gentlemen ‘ learned in the law.’ Among peers or peeresses of the same rank the order of precedence is regulated by the date of creation, and this rule applies also to baronets and knights. You must not, however, be misled by ^courtesy titles,’ that is, the titles given to the eldest sons of dukes, marquises, and earls. These are selected from their father’s inferior titles : thus, the eldest son of the Duke of Argyll is called the Marquis of Lome ; the eldest son of the Duke of Sutherland, the Marquis of Stafford; the eldest son of the Marquis of Ripon, Earl de Grey ; the eldest son of the Marquis of Salisbury, Viscount Cranborne ; the eldest son of Earl Fortescue, Viscount Ebrington ; the eldest son of the Earl of Raven sworth. Lord Eslington. The general rule, but not the absolute one, and therefore the presumption, but not the certainty, is that the eldest son of a peer will bear a courtesy title representing the rank in the peerage next below that of his father. The bearers of these titles take rank simply as the eldest sons of their fathers ! The eldest son of a duke ranks after marquises and before earls ; the eldest son of a marquis after the younger sons of dukes of the blood royal and before the younger sons of dukes and before viscounts ; the eldest son of an earl after viscounts and before the younger sons of marquises and bishops ; the eldest son of a viscount, who has no courtesy title, but is styled Honourable, after barons and before earls’ younger sons ; the eldest son of a baron, also styled Honourable, after the younger sons of earls and before privy councillors and judges. The younger sons of dukes and marquises are ^ lords,’ but they have no territorial title, and are distinguished by their Christian names, as Lord Claud Hamilton, Lord Colin Camp- bell. The daughters usually enjoy the same rank as their eldest brother, and follow immediately after his wife. Daughters of dukes, marquises, and earls are styled ladies (always with the Christian name) : Lady Elizabeth Campbell, Lady Muriel Hay. The younger sons of dukes rank after the eldest sons of mar- quises and before viscounts ; the eldest sons of marquises after those of earls and before bishops; the younger sons of marquises after those of earls and before bishops ; the younger sons of DUTIES OE THE LADY OF THE HOUSE. iig earls after the eldest sons of viscounts and barons ; the younger sons of viscounts after privy councillors and judges and before the younger sons of barons, while the eldest sons of barons take rank after those of viscounts and before baronets. As the guests arrive, the lady of the house prepares to re- ceive them in the drawing-room, advancing about halfway to meet them as they enter. Now is the time for her to prove herself equal to her great position, like Napoleon on a battle- field. She must have something pertinent and pleasant to say to each. Her remarks must not be so long as to weary, nor so brief as to make the new-comer feel that he is being ^ snubbed.' No more attention must be given to one guest than to another, and by striking out suitable topics of conversation she must keep all interested and make them to settle down into a mood of tranquil satisfaction. She must rigidly control her temper — must be ‘mistress of herself,' — though some untoward guest by his late-coming delay the dinner and strike terror into the cook’s heart. Her equanimity must be perfect, so that no contretemps shall be able to disturb it. At last, when all are assembled and dinner has been announced, she takes the arm of the gentleman of the highest rank present, while her husband offers his to the lady of the highest rank. These two couples lead and the others follow according to precedence, the different couples having been settled by previous arrange- ment. As they enter the warm, brilliantly-lighted, and well- ventilated dining-room (with a temperature of about 63 degrees), the master of the house indicates where they will sit, or they are sometimes allowed to seat themselves. The lady of the house usually takes the head of the table — • sole monarch of all she surveys. According to the present rational arrangement, she has nothing to do, however, but to converse with her guests and partake of her own share of the viands. She is no longer required to exhaust herself in dis- secting poultry or hacking and hewing large joints of meat, as in the old time, when the lady who presided at the dinner-table needed not only the savoir faire^ but a considerable share of physical strength. Thus, Lady Mary Wortley Montagu, her mother being dead, took the headship of the marquis's table. The mistress of a country house, as Lady Mary’s grand-daughter observes, had then not only to persuade and encourage her guests to eat voraciously, but to carve every dish, when chosen, 9 130 BOW to ENSURE THE SUCCESS OF A DINNER, with her own hands. The higher her rank, the more indis- pensable this laborious duty. Each joint was placed before her in turn, to be operated upon by her, and her alone. The lords and squires on either hand proffered not their assistance. The master of the house, seated opposite to her, did not act as croupier, but contented himself with pushing the bottle about after dinner. As for the crowd of guests who sat below the salt, the most inconsiderable among them, the squire’s younger brother, the chaplain who mumbled prayers and took the vacant hand at whist, the curate in rusty cassock from the neighbouring village, or the subaltern from the nearest military station, if compelled, through her neglect, to help himself to a slice of the mutton that steamed at the end of his board, would have digested it as an affront, and gone home in dudgeon, half- inclined to vote the wrong way at the next election. There were then professional carving-masters, who taught young ladies the craft scientifically, and from one of these Lady Mary received lessons thrice a week, so that she might acquit herself to admiration on her father’s public days ; on which occasions, that she might discharge her duties without let or hindrance, she ate her own dinner alone an hour or two beforehand. Now-a-days, however, young ladies learn to cook and not to carve. Relieved from those cares, which must have sat so heavily on the shoulders of our grandmothers, the mistress of the house is at leisure to draw upon her conversational resources for the benefit of her guests. If she observe an ebb in the tide of talk, she must be prompt to arrest it with some a propos remark. If she notice that a subject is nearly thrashed out, she must be quick to start her friends on another course. She will inter- fere with a happy suggestion, if she discover that the conversa- tion is nearing the rocks of scandal. Her husband, it is to be presumed, will do his part at his end of the table ; and in this way the electric current will run from pole to pole, making a complete circuit of your little coterie, and quickening and stimulating every member of it. A hostess who can talk — that is, can talk well — or, at least, sensibly and to the purpose, will ensure the success of a dinner, though it were only the pro- verbial dinner of herbs. It is a great mistake to think that, if the presiding lady be young and pretty, she can hold her tongue and be content with dispensing bright glances and sweet THE BILL OF FARE, 131 smiles ; one might as well put at the head of the table a wax figure from Madame Tussaud’s ! Even at those symposia where Macaulay poured out his conversational riches, it was felt that not a little of their charm was due to the lively gossip of Lady Holland. Now, as to the bill of fare, or inejiu^ which should be nicely written on an ornamental card, and placed, if the dinner be one of some pretensions, by everybody’s plate. I need hardly say that it must consist of fish, soup, entrees, and dessert. It may sometimes happen in the country that the fish of necessity must be conspicuous by its absence ; but this should rarely be the case now that the railways place us in command of all the great markets, and a telegram will bring to our door in a few hours the scaly spoils of Billingsgate. The extent of your pro- vision will be regulated, however, by what you know of your guests. There are people so constituted as to consider it an insult if the dinner-table to which they are invited does not groan beneath its weight of dainties. Happily, you are not likely to be reduced to such expedients as Caleb Balderstone, when called upon to provide for the Master of Ravenswood’s unexpected guests, or the lover in Boccaccio’s tale — recently dramatised by Mr. Tennyson — who killed his favourite falcon that his lady love might have wherewithal to eat. Our hosts now sin rather in the way of excess, which is almost as great a fault as scarcity. You may dine at tables where the profusion seems to crush out the conversation, where the display reminds you of the ^solemn feast’ and costly made by Julian : — ‘ All round his hall From column on to column, as in a wood, Not such as here — an equatorial one, Great garlands swung and blossom’d ; and beneath. Heirlooms, and ancient miracles of Art, Chalice and salver, wines that. Heaven knows where Had suck’d the fire of some forgotten sun. And kept it thro’ a hundred years of gloom, Yet glowing in a heart of ruby — cups Where nymph and god ran ever round in gold — ■ Others of glass as costly — some with gems Moveable and resettable at will, And trebling all the rest in value — ah heavens I Why need I tell you all ? — suffice to say That whatsoever such a house as his. And his was old, has in it rare or fair Was brought before the guests.’ 9—2 132 ^ENOUGH JS JS GOOD AS A FEAST: Agaia I say, that this excess is a fault. A refined taste will be offended by a glow and glare and ostentation which reveal the host’s pride, rather than his desire for the comfort of his friends. As a general rule, the supply should be liberal, but not lavish, and the viands should be well-cooked and delicate, rather than sumptuous and unusual. Your object should be to send your guest away with a pleasant sense of having thoroughly enjoyed himself, though unable to say in what one thing his enjoyment consisted; not with his mind confined to one or two particular dishes of a rare and exceedingly costly character. The expenditure often poured out upon dinner- parties is a blunder ; the meal sinks, like Tarpeia, crushed beneathTts weight of gold. After all, my friends, we are not wholly material, and we do not come to one another’s tables entirely for the cotelettes d Maintenon and the mayonnaise and the last device of the inventive genius of the kitchen. We come to show the kindliness of our sympathies, and to exchange thoughts and fancies on things old and new ; not to gratify our palates, but to open our hearts and elevate our minds. Few of us, I suppose, cherish such wild dreams of impossible dishes as did Ben Jonson’s Sir Epicure Mammon when revelling in his anti- cipations of tlie illimitable sensuality to be purchased by boundless wealth : — ‘ Thy meat shall all come in, in Indian shells, Dishes of agate set in gold, and studded With emeralds, sapphires, hyacinths, and rubies, The tongues of carps, dormice, and camels’ heels, Boil’d in the spirit of sol, and dissolv’d pearl, Apicius’ diet, ’gainst the epilepsy : And I will eat these broths with spoons of amber, Headed with diamond and carbuncle. My foot-boy shall eat pheasants, calver’d salmon. Knots, godwits, lampreys : I myself will have The beards of barbels served, instead of salads ; Oil’d mushrooms ; and the swelling unctuous paps Of a fat pregnant sow, newly cut off, Drest with an exquisite and fragrant sauce.’ For my own part, I am willing to believe that ‘ enough is as good as a feast, ^ because ^ enough ’ is a feast. Kind hostess, let your table be bounteously, but not ostentatiously, spread ; and, before all, let your dishes be well cooked and of a whole- some, digestible character. And see that they be served-up either hot or cold, according to their nature; not ‘betwixt BILLS OF FARE FOR A YEAR, 133 and between/ neither hot nor cold, like the greasy soup at a third-rate restaurant — a Laodicean ‘ neither-the-one-thing-nor- the-other/ which every honest stomach rebels at. I shall scarcely be expected to write a cookery book or to draw up bills of fare. Yet I shall subjoin two or three to assist the reader and myself in our discussion of this all-important subject. Let us, for instance, consider a bill of fare for six persons (January). First course: Palestine soup; fried smelts; stewed eels. Entries: Ragout of lobster; broiled mushrooms ; vol-au-vent of chicken. Second course : Sirloin of beef ; boiled fowls and celery sauce ; tongue, garnished with Brussels sprouts. Third course : Wild ducks ; Charlotte aux pommes ; cheesecakes ; transparent jelly, inlaid with brandy cherries ; blancmange ; Nesselrode pudding. Dinner for eight persons (February). First course : Mock turtle soup ; fillets of turbot a la creme ; fried filleted soles and anchovy sauce. Entrees : Curried mutton ; macaroni a la Milanaise. Second course : Stewed rump of beef a la jar- diniere ; roast fowls ; boiled ham. Third course : Roast pigeons ; rhubarb tartlets ; meringues ; clear jelly ; cream ; ice pudding ; souffld Dessert and ices. Dinner for five persons (March). First course : Bonne femme soup ; boiled turbot and lobster sauce ; salmon cutlets. Entrees : Compote of pigeons ; fillets of mutton and tomato sauce. Second course : Roast lamb ; boiled half calf’s head, tongue, and brains ; boiled bacon-cheek, garnished with spoon- fuls of spinach ; vegetables. Third course : Ducklings ; plum- pudding ; ginger cream ; trifle ; rhubarb tart ; cheesecakes ; fondues, in cases. Dessert and ices. Dinner for six persons (April). First course : Tapioca soup ; boiled salmon and lobster sauce. Entrees : Calf’s head en tortue ; oyster patties. Second course : Saddle of mutton ; boiled capon and white sauce ; tongue ; vegetables. Third course : Souffle of rice ; lemon cream ; Charlotte a la Pari- sienne ; rhubarb tart. Dessert. Dinner for twelve persons (May). First course : White soup ; asparagus soup ; salmon cutlets ; boiled turbot and lobster sauce. Entrees : Chicken vol-au-vent ; lamb cutlets and cucumbers ; fricandeau of veal ; stewed mushrooms. Second course ; Roast lamb ; haunch of mutton ] boiled and 134 BILLS OF FARE FOR A YEAR. roast fowls ; vegetables. Third course : Ducklings ; goslings ; Charlotte rum ; Vanilla cream ; gooseberry tart ; custards ; cheesecakes ; cabinet pudding and iced pudding. To conclude with dessert and ices. Dinner for eight persons (June). First course : Vermicelli soup ; trout a la Geneve ; salmon cutlets. Entrees : Cote- lettes d’agneau puree de pois ; Madras dry curry. Second course : Roast beef ; tongue ; boiled ham ; vegetables. Third course : Roast ducks ; compote of gooseberries ; strawberry jelly; pastry; iced pudding; cauliflower with cream sauce. Dessert. Dinner for ten persons (July). First course : Soup h la Paysanne ; crimped salmon and parsley batter ; trout aux frais herbes. Entrees : Salmi of duck ; macaroni with tomatoes. Second course : Loin of veal with bechamel sauce ; salad ; braised ham ; vegetables. Third course : Turkey poult ; lob- ster salad ; cherry tart ; lemon cream ; marrow pudding. Dessert and ices. Here is a dinner for eight persons (August) : Soup Julienne ; fillets of turbot and Dutch sauce ; red mullet. This forms the first course. For entrees : Riz de veau aux tomatoes ; fillets of ducks and peas. Second course : Haunch of venison ; boiled capon and oysters ; ham garnished, and vegetables. Third course : Leveret ; fruit jelly ; compote of greengages ; plum tart ; custards ; omelette souffld Dessert and ices to follow. Dinner for eight persons (September). First course : Pales- tine soup ; red mullet and Italian sauce. Entrees : Minced fowl and macaroni ; lamb cutlets, with puree de pois. Second course : Loin of veal, with bechamel sauce ; roast haunch of venison; braised hare; grouse pie; vegetables. Third course: Roast hare ; plum tart ; whipped cream ; peach jelly. Dessert. Dinner for twelve persons (October). First course : Carrot soup a la Cr&i ; soup a la Reine ; baked cod ; stewed eels. Entrees : Riz de veau and tomato sauce ; vol-au-vent of chicken.; pork cutlets and sauce Robert ; grilled mushrooms. Second course : Rump of beef a la jardiniere ; roast goose ; boiled fowls and celery sauce ; tongue, garnished ; vegetables. Third course : Grouse ; pheasants ; quince jelly ; lemon cream ; apple tart ; compote of peaches ; Nesselrode pudding ; cabinet pudding ; scalloped oysters. Dessert and ices, WHAT A ‘ COMPANY DINNERS SHOULD BE. 135 Dinner for six persons (November). First course : Game soup ; slices of codfish and Dutch sauce ; fried eels, Entrees ; Kidneys a la maitre d’hotel ; oyster patties. Second course : Saddle of mutton ; boiled capon and rice ; small ham ; lark pudding. Third course : Roast hare ; apple tart ; pineapple cream; clear jelly; cheesecakes; marrow pudding; Nesseb rode pudding. Dessert. Dinner for twelve persons (December). Game soup ; carrot soup a la Creci ; codfish au gratin ; fillets of whitings a la maitre d’hotel. Entrees : fillet de boeuf and sauce piquante ; fricasseed chicken ; oyster patties ; curried rabbit. Second course : Roast turkey and sausages ; stewed beef h la jar- diniere ; boiled leg of pork ; vegetables. Third course : Partridges ; Charlotte aux pommes ; mince pies ; orange jelly ; lemon cream ; apple tart ; dessert and ices. From the preceding bills of fare, one for each month, the reader will be able to form some idea of what a ^ company dinner’ should or may be. For my own part, I think that there are too many items in each, and that the pruning-knife may be carefully applied to their luxuriance. At all events, these are decidedly for what may be called state occasions, when it is desired to do special honour to special guests, or to exhibit all the resources of the establishment. As a rule, a good dinner may be made up of two courses : the first, to in- clude soup, or for a large party, fish and joint, with entrees ; the second : roast (game, fowl, or fish) ; and entremets : salad, vegetables, and sweets. Or it may be even simpler, and yet very good. For instance : soup, joint, and one entree; roast (fish or fowl), vegetables, and sweets. Is the reader a total abstainer? And, being such, does he compel his guests to abstain for the time they remain at his table ? If he answer these questions affirmatively, he may pass on at once to the next paragraph. For as we take no heed of teetotalism in these pages, we must needs say a word or two in reference to the liquors. Let them be good ; let them be sufficient in quantity : but discourage any attempt to ‘ push the bottle ’ beyond the limits of a becoming moderation. The days have gone by when the ‘ gentlemen,’ after the ladies had left, sat down deliberately to drink as much as, and even more than, they could carry ; when they sank below the table, one 136 WHAT TO DRINK AT DINNER, after the other, and terminated the dinner in a debauch. But even now, and even in good society, it is not unknown for guests to enter the drawing-room, after a protracted session, with flushed faces, boisterous manners, and thick speech. Let no such scene occur beneath your roof, and to prevent it keep a rigid guard upon yourself, and set an example of rigid tem- perance. It is usual to place sherry on the table with the soup ; then port, claret, and madeira ; and with dessert, port, sherry, champagne, claret, and hocL Provide Bass’s ale and Guin- ness’s stout for the wise souls who adhere to the drink of their stalwart forefathers. Many mineral and cooling waters are now supplied : such as Apollinaris, seltzer, potash, zoedone, lemonade, Bilin, and the like. Take care that your wines are of the best quality. Good port can hardly be obtained even at any price, and you are at liberty to omit it, and instead^of cham- pagne you might substitute some of the light dinner wines, Greek or Hungarian, now deservedly in fashion. No sensible man will vary his liquors at dinner. A glass of Bass with his roast, and one or two glasses of sherry afterwards ought to suffice him ; or he may take a glass or two of claret during dinner and a glass of sherry with dessert. If he respect himself and his hostess he will observe the most rigid moderation. Happily the days are past when men thought it a matter of vaunt that they could take their three bottles. It is perhaps unnecessary to say that the old custom ot drinking wine with people has become almost as obsolete as the dodo, while the once famous saying of ‘no heel-taps’ is as much exploded as Cambronne’s fictitious rhodomontade, ‘ The Guard dies, but never surrenders.’ I have before me a manual of etiquette containing much minute advice to diners-out, so accurate that it irresistibly re- calls to mind an amusing passage in one of Charles Dickens’s works, where the speaker affectionately assures a neophyte in social practices that ‘ in London it is not the custom to put the knife in the mouth — for fear of accidents ; and that while the fork is reserved for that use, it is not put further in than is necessary !’ The speaker continues : — ‘ It is scarcely worth mentioning, only it is as well to do as other people do. Also, the spoon is not generally used overhand, but under. This has two aavantages. You get at your mouth better (which, TRIVIALITIES OF ETIQUETTE, 137 after all, is the object), and you save a good deal of the atti- tude of opening oysters on the part of the right elbow. And excuse my mentioning that society as a body does not expect one to be so strictly conscientious in emptying one’s glass as to turn it bottom upwards with the rim on one’s nose.’ The directions given in the manual to which I refer are equally precise. Here is a specimen or two : ‘ Do not spit out of your vioidh the skins of grapes, stones of fruit, pips, or anything else {!) Receive them on the prongs of your fork, laid horizontally, and place them as conveniently as so inelegant a process will allow upon your plate.’ ‘ Do not play with your fingers on the table as if on a piano, nor make pellets of bread and roll them about. Do not illus- trate your remarks with plans drawn with your nail on the cloth or with the knives and forks. Do not stretch your legs out under the table, nor try to reach the feet of your opposite neighbour.’ ‘Do not touch any of the fruit with your fingers. If you wish to peel an apple, pear, or orange, hold the fruit on your fork in the left hand and peel with a silver knife in your right.’ ‘ Do not eat as if for the first time in your life, that is to say, do not eat ravenously, and do not eat in a noticeable way. Do not smack your lips or take a long breath after eating, as if the exercise had fatigued you. Do not make any noises in your mouth or throat, and do not pass your tongue round the outside of your gums. Do not ever, even with cheese, put your knife in your mouth, or pick your teeth, or thrust your fingers inside your jaws. Remove fish-bones, if you have allowed any to intrude, by means of your napkin. On no account spit them on to your plate. Do not take the bones of birds, etc., up in your fingers to suck them. Wipe your finger- tips, if soiled, on your table-napkin, not on your tongue or on the table-cloth. Never use the table-cloth to wipe your mouth with — you might as well use it instead of a handkerchief. Make no remarks upon what is set before you, either to praise or dispraise. Do not drink or speak when you have any eat- ables in your mouth.’ For what barbarians are such directions as these intended? To no one who has mingled ever so little in decent society can they be necessary, to no one who has the slightest preten- sions to be admitted as a guest at any ordinary dining-table. 138 VULGARITY OF WOULD-BE REFINEMENI, I suppose there is a ‘ social sphere/ the inmates of which ‘ spit fish-bones on their plates/ and ^ put their knives in their mouths/ and ‘make pellets of bread and roll them about/ perhaps even propel them at one another ; but I cannot imagine that these Goths and Vandals, these wild strange specimens of uncivilised man, are ever likely to patronise books of etiquette or the laws of good society, into which, by the way, I should think they have as little chance' of intruding as the Spaniards have of recovering Gibraltar ! It has always seemed to me that books on etiquette are, as a rule, vulgar. I have before me one of the best of them, and yet, in discussing supposed ‘ habits at table ’ it descends to the most atrocious vulgarities. The author proposes to accompany his reader to dinner, to determine ‘ whether he is a well-bred man or not,* and specially for the purpose of giving him the advice which, I suppose, is to make him a well-bred man. How far that advice is couched in the language of a man ol good breeding let us see. ‘ The first thing you do,* he says, ‘ is to sit down * — an ele- mentary principle which hardly needs to be set forth in large type. ‘ Stop, sir !* exclaims our arbiter elegantiarum ; ‘ pray do not into the table that way. Come I no nonsense ; sit up, if you please. I can*t have your fine head of hair filling a side dish on my table ; you must not bury your face in the plate, you came to show it, and it ought to be alive.* What wit ! what elegance ! Who could fail to profit by instructions so agreeably conveyed ? But, to continue (as the heroes say in melodrama), ‘ Your soup you eat with a spoon ’ — did it ever occur to any rational being to eat it with a knife ? — ‘ Yes, that will do ; but I beg you will not make that odious noise in drinking your soup. It is louder than a dog lapping water : and a cat would he quite gejiteel to itl More wit ! more ele- gance ! What an exquisite humourist is this professor of etiquette ! Yet another specimen : ‘ Fish must never be touched with a knife. Take a fork in the right, and a small piece of bread in the left hand. Good ; but — ? Oh ! that is atrocious ; of course you must not swallow the bones ; but you should rather do so than spit them out in that way. Put up your napkin, like this, and land the tail-bone on your plate. Don*t rub your bread in the sauce, my good man, nor go proggmg aboiit after the shrimps or oysters therein.^ Has the SOME PLAIN ADVICE TO GUESTS, 139 reader had enough, or would he like one more dainty quotation ? ‘ That is the fourth time wine has been handed to you, and I am sure you have had enough. Decline this time, if you please. Decline that dish, too. Are you going to eat of everything that is handed ? I pity you, if you do. No, you must not ask for more cheese; and you must eat it with your fork. Break the rusk with your fingers. Good. You are drinking a glass of old port. Do not quaff it down at a gulp in, that way. Never drink a whole glassful of anything at once.’ To any person really ignorant of the habits of good society the best advice I can give is, not to study manuals of etiquette, which deal in such trivial and even offensive matters as this ; but to observe closely and silently what good society does, A quick and careful observer will soon pick up knowledge enough to save him from the commission of disagreeable solecisms. The main obstacle in his way will be ne7'vous?iess^ and that nervousness usually springs from self-consciousness. The unaccustomed guest is recommended, therefore, to think as little as possible of himself and his doings, and, above all, not to suppose that everybody is watching his motions for the purpose of unfavour- able criticism. Let him cherish a due measure of self-respect, and be equally on his guard to keep down vanity or excessive humility. Do not let him by every action proclaim that ‘ I-think-myself-as-good-as-you ’ kind of independence, which self-raised men are too apt to affect ; but let him avoid the servile manner which craves indulgence on the plea of admitted inferiority. If A. invites you to his table, you are, as A.’s guest, the equal of A. and his friends ; but neither more nor less. Burns, the ploughman of Mossgiel, had no opportunity of gaining a knowledge of social usages, and assuredly he never had recourse to any handbook on etiquette ; yet when, after the publication of his first volume of poems, he was invited to Edinburgh, and introduced into its most exclusive circles, he comported himself with a propriety which won general admiration. And such will always be the case where and when a man respects himself, while respecting those with whom he is thrown into association. So Mrs. Craik wisely represents her hero, John Halifax, on his first appearance in Mrs. Jessop’s drawing-room — and in society — as taking his place with ‘ modest self-possession.’ ‘Society’s dangerous waters accordingly became smooth to him, as to a good swimmer, who knows his 140 GUESTS SHOULD BE PUNCTUAL. own strength, trusts it, and struggles not.’ It may be that, in some past age of darkness, such minute directions as we have censured may have been of service to a limited class. But now that society as a whole has made an upward movement — now that the laws of courtesy are happily substituted for the ‘ rules and regulations’ of gentility — they are not only unnecessary but offensive, and their retention in so-called manuals of etiquette is a grave mistake. But one maxim there is which may be enforced in the very best society, both upon host and guest : Be punctual. Let the hostess keep exact time in all her arrangements, and let the guest make his appearance at the exact time prescribed on his card of invitation. To be too late is a crime, and to be too early a blunder. In the latter case you burst in upon an un- prepared circle ; in the former, you delay everybody and threaten a well-cooked dinner with ruin. Either offence is sufficiently grave, but, of the two, the former is the more un- pardonable, for it inconveniences your hostess, disturbs the cook, and spoils the temper' of the other guests, whom you keep idly waiting in the drawing-room through your negligence and vanity. To all guests who are more than five minutes behind the appointed time the hostess would be fully justified in addressing the poet’s prohibition : ‘ “ Too late ! too late ! you cannot enter now !” ’ I can fancy her chanting to herself in irreverent parody : ‘ Late, late, so late ! and now the soup is cold I Late, late, so late ! in vain the fib is told, Too late, too late ! you cannot enter now. ‘ My watch was wrong, for that I do repent. And sure I am, fair lady, you’ll relent — Too late, too late ! you cannot enter now. ‘ No dinner — none ! oh, this is sad despite. And see ! your room’s ablaze with cheerful light !’ — But not for you — you cannot enter now. ‘ Have I not heard your cook’s a very Ude? O let me in — I hope I don’t intrude !’ — No, no ; too late ! you shall not enter now ! Hunger is said to be the best sauce ; I am sure that good conversation is the best accompaniment of a good dinner. But what does good conversation imply ? First, that each guest will talk only upon such subjects as he really understands ; ABOUT CONVERSA TION A T DINNER, 1 4 1 second, that he will be careful not to talk more than his share. During the more substantial stages of the repast, opportunities for wise, or witty, or any kind of talk are few, and we must address ourselves chiefly to our neighbours ; but when the dessert is on the table — across the walnuts and the wine — the flow of reason may gradually absorb every person present. It is then that a man shows what is, or what is not in him. It is then that Dunderhead proses and Dazzle effervesces, and that you and I, my friend, endeavour to display the extent of our information and the solidity of our judgment ! We do not talk much, but what we say is to the purpose, and we are generally anxious to lead the conversation into a channel ac- ceptable to every guest. We are not less anxious to avoid ill- natured and splenetic remarks ; and at the first sign of the cloven foot of Scandal mutter a Benedicite, and change the subject. Ever borne in memory by you and me, dear friend, is Sir William Temple’s wise remark, that the first ingredient in conversation is truth, the next good sense, the third good humour, and the fourth wit. But ‘wit,’ perhaps, is not within our reach ? Very well, stick to the other ingredients. For my part, I can dispense with wit, if I can secure truth, good sense, and good humour. The art of conversation is not to be taught in books : it can be acquired only by constant intercourse with society acting upon a well-stocked mind. Both conditions are essential to success : experience, and information. We must know not only what to say, but how to say it. And, remember, if the faculty of talking well to one indispensable accomplishment in a successful conversationalist, another is the faculty of listening patiently. The man who always talks and never listens is a bore of the greatest magnitude ; so is the man who always listens and never talks. For conversation must be neither monologue nor duologue ; but the harmonious combination ot many voices and many minds — a pot pourri, to which every flower contributes its distinct odour, while all are so happily blended as to produce one general effect. Dr. Johnson lias some sage observations on this part of our subject : — ‘ He that would please in company,’ he says, ‘ must be attentive to what style is most proper. The scholastic should never be used but in a select company of learned men. The didactic should seldom be used, and then only by judicious aged persons, or 142 HINTS TO TALKERS, those who are eminent for piety or wisdom. No style is more extensively acceptable than the narrative, because this does not carry an air of superiority over the rest of the company, and therefore is most likely to please them ; for this purpose we should store our memory with short anecdotes and enter- taining pieces of history. Almost every one listens with eager- ness to extemporary history,^ which, however, has a fatal tendency to degenerate into ill-natured gossip. ‘ Vanity often co-operates with curiosity, for he that is a hearer in one place wishes to qualify himself to be a principal speaker in more in- ferior company, and therefore more attention is given to narra- tions than anything else in conversation. It is true, indeed, that sallies of wit and quick replies are very pleasing in con- versation, but they frequently tend to raise envy in some of the company; but the narrative way neither raises this nor any other evil passion, but keeps all the company nearly upon an equality, and if judiciously managed will at once entertain and improve them all.^ Such, I say, is the sage advice of Dr. Johnson, who was himseh a famous conversationalist, but I doubt whether the reader will be able to make much use of it. The fact is, it is far easier to say what the social talker should 7iot do than what he may do. I remember to have seen a book with the title of ‘ What to Eat, Drink, and Avoid,^ and I remember thinking, as I skimmed its pages, how much easier it was to ‘ avoid ’ than to ‘ eat ^ or ‘ drink.’ And so, in conversation, it is easier to know what not to say than what to say. My hints must deal in negatives : — Don’t repeat old jokes, venerable Joe Millers, or fossil riddles dug up from some antediluvian strata and furbished anew for the occasion. They are probably as familiar to your hearers as to yourself, and you have no right to inflict them upon society’s jaded ears : — ‘ Stale reversions, Gleaned from the rags and frippery of wit.’ Don't dress up the whimsicalities of Fimch and parade them for your own. Don’t w^eary the company with your own personal experiences, or with those of your sisters, your cousins, * and your aunts. Society has never any indulgence for such details. Don’t in mixed company parade your theological or political views ; you cannot be justified in provoking a differ- ence of opinion at a table which is not your own. Don’t turn TOPICS OF CONVERSATION. 143 sacred subjects into ridicule ; the serious will be disgusted with your flippancy, and the man of the world will condemn your want of taste. And by the utterance of a double entendre.^ do not degrade yourself — no, not even when the ladies have with- drawn — or by the repetition of a ‘ hazardous anecdote,’ or by an allusion which impure minds can twist into an impure mean- ing. Well says Cowper : — ‘ There is a prurience in the speech of some, Wrath stays Him, or else God would strike them dumb ; His wise forbearance has their end in view. They fill their measure and receive their due. The heathen lawgivers of ancient days. Names almost worthy of a Christian’s praise. Would drive them forth from the resort of men. And shut up every satyr in his den.’ Cowper’s poem of ‘ Conversation ’ from which I take this extract, is full of sound counsel, which may be commended to the consideration of the reader. As, for instance, when he warns the talker against inflicting on his audience protracted details of their own paltry little lives : ‘ A story in which native humour reigns. Is often useful, always entertains ; A graver fact, enlisted on your side. May furnish illustration, well applied ; But sedentary weavers of long tales Give me the fidgets, and my patience fails. ’Tis the most asinine employ on earth To hear them tell of parentage and birth. And echo conversations dull and dry, Embellished with “ He said,” and, “ So said I !” ’ The poet tells us not only what our talk should not, but what it should be. Thus he says : — ‘ A tale should be judicious, clear, succinct. The language plain, and incidents well-linked ; Tell not as new what everybody knows. And new or old, still hasten to a close. There centring in a focus round and neat. Let all your rays of information meet : What neither yields no profit nor delight Is like a nurse’s lullaby at night ; Guy, Earl of Warwick, and fair Eleanore, Or giant-killing Jack, would please me more.’ Topics of conversation are not far to seek in these active days of ours, when the thoughts of men are widened by the process of the suns. The current history of the time — the last 144 A PROTES r AGAINST ^ SLANG! drama or opera, or newest book — the scene of war — and there is always war somewhere — the last device of some scrupulously great or greatly unscrupulous statesman — the latest exploit of swimmer or mountain-climber — the last invention — these, and similar themes, will call forth and maintain an agreeable discussion. After all, in company conversation, quite as much depends on the way you say a thing as on the thing that is said. You must learn to express yourself with conciseness and accuracy, and, if possible, with a happy turn of expression that, though it will not be wit, will sound witty. Your talk should not be in epigrams, yet should it be epigrammatic. Around the dinner-table, elaborate criticism or argument, pathos or profun- dity, would be wofully out of place. You are not to soliloquise like Hamlet, but to bandy light speeches and sharp sayings like Mercutio. Of course you will avoid bitterness ; there must be no vinegar, but a touch of lemon-juice will flavour the mixture. Don’t talk like Scribonius, in wild hexameters and dashing iam- bics ; nor like Verdigris, in mordant jests which where they fall leave a deep scar; nor like Pomposo,in stilted harangues in glori- fication of yourself and all that belongs to you, your wife, and your oxen, and everything that is yours ; nor like Simper, in petty commonplaces which sound, and are, as empty as the exhausted receiver of an air-pump. Eschew everything that savours of the irreverent, and, as you love me, let not your tongue give way to slang ! The slang of the aesthetic disciple of sweetness and light — the slang of the new school of erotic poets — the slang of the art-critic — the slang of the studios — the slang of the green-room — the slang of Mayfair — and the slang of the Haymarket ; shun each and all as you would flee from the shield of Medusa ! Plain English and pure, from the well undefiled of the best writers and speakers : let that be the vehicle in which your opinions are conveyed, and the plainer and purer the better. Lord Beaconsfield, in his ‘ Lothair,’ describes the conversa- tion that fascinates society with his accustomed skill. As I have already hinted, it is not wit, but it sounds like it. Here is a specimen : — ‘ Why do you not marry, Hugo ?” said Bertram. ‘ “ I respect the institution,” said Hugo, which is admit- ting something in these days; and I have always thought that every woman should marry, and no man.” CONVEJ^SA TION IN HIGH LIFE, 145 ‘‘‘It makes a woman and it mars a man, you think?” said Lothair. ‘ “ But I do not exactly see how your view would work prac- tically,” said Bertram. ‘ “ Well, my view is a social problem,” said Hugo, “ and social problems are the fashion at present. It would be solved through the exceptions, which prove the principle. In the first place, there are your swells who cannot avoid the halter : you are booked when you are born ; and then there are moderate men like myself, who have their weak moments. I would not answer for myself if I could find an affectionate family with good shooting and first-rate claret.” ‘ “ There must be many families with such conditions,” said Lothair. ‘ Hugo shook his head. “ You try. Sometimes the wine is good and the shooting bad ; sometimes the reverse ; some- times both are excellent, but then the tempers and the manners are equally detestable.” ‘ “ I vote we three do something to-morrow,” said Bertram. ‘ “What shall it be ?” said Hugo. ‘ “ I vote we run down to Richmond at sunset and dine, and then drive our teams up by moonlight. What say you, Lothair ?” ‘ “ I cannot, I am engaged. I am engaged to go to the opera,” ‘ “ Fancy going to the opera in this sweltering weather !” exclaimed Bertram, ‘ “ He must be going to be married,” said Hugo.^ In ‘ Lothair ’ you will find pages upon pages of this conversa- tion, which will as little bear analysis as a vol-au-vent^ and must be taken, like champagne, while it effervesces. It is not usual now to sit long at dessert after the ladies, on re- ceiving the usual telegraphic signal from the hostess, have sailed out of the room. There is no duller company than that of a dozen or so of male creatures, without a pair of bright eyes among them ; it is a relief, therefore, to rise from the. wine, of which we have had enough, at the earliest moment, and seek the refined repose of the drawing-room ; besides, what greater compliment can we pay the ladies than to show that life with- out them is intolerable? Very pleasant is it to exchange agreeable nothings with them while we sip our tea or coffee. 10 146 THE DINNER OF TO- DA K Then a little music — a little more conversation — and, about eleven, we go home. A bath and a change of dress, and we are ready to fulfil our engagement with Mrs. Blank, whose card we received some days ago, inscribed in the right-hand corner with the magic word — ‘ Dancing.’ There is a sound of revelry by night, And Harley Street has gathered (about ten) Much beauty and some chivalry, and bright The gas shines o’er sweet maidens and young men ! Mrs. Haweis sketches with a lively pen the dinner of to-day. the dinner of the new style ; in her sketch there is little, I think, of caricature. It is not, however, a dinner d. la Nusse, Her satire is levelled first at the host, who, when he should be concentrating his attention on his guests, and doing his best to elicit their conversational faculties — a most arduous task in a company of restive Englishmen — is working hard, with carving knife and fork, at the bottom of the table. Of course, he carves badly — most Englishmen do — never hears when he is addressed, splashes his cuffs with gravy, and bedews his honest brow with perspiration. He has little time, poor man ! to refresh his own exhausted frame ; so constant are the demands, like Oliver Twist’s, for more. At the head of the table, behind a pair of fowls, sits the mistress. ‘ She knows she cannot move her arms freely (what woman in a low-necked dress ever could ?) ; her bracelets entangle themselves with the legs of the fowl and with each other, and clank like chains and gyves. She gladly accepts the offer of the nearest cavalier, made with half a heart, but noblesse oblige^ to ‘‘ save her the trouble.” Of course, the gen- tleman carves worse than the host ’ — carving is a science, and success in it can be gained only by study and practice — ‘ more crest-fallen jokes — conversation flags — all watch him — he becomes more nervous and proceeds still more slowly — he explains that he is awkward — the guests wish he would not explain, as it delays him, and the remark is quite superfluous — his knife slipping, sends a leg dancing across the table, where it settles in a nimbus of grease upon the hostess’s lap — she assures him with a glare that she does not mind ; on the contrary.” . . . The silence is deadly. ... At last all are served, one of them having got all the meat, another all the gravy, and none of them any stuffing; the carver then obtains a little JVJJVT OF TACT IN CONFFFSATION 147 flabby scrap for himself, perfectly cold, just as all the other plates are removed/ As for the rest of the company, they probably get enough to eat, but they have other sorrows. They are obliged, by the stern law of etiquette, to sit alternately, men and women. Few of them, if any, are well matched ; the host and hostess having no other idea of assorting and coupling their guests than according to their social rank and precedence. A young votary of the aesthetic, with lorn look, limp figure, and tight-clinging robe, is seated next to a jovial squire, whose notions of the aesthetic never rise above his turnip-field. A strict High Churchman, fresh from vespers at St. Werburga’s, is tempor- arily yoked with a fair Agnostic who has abandoned all faith, except in herself. A stolid worshipper of the antiquities, whose motto is, ‘ Whatever is, is wrong,' has become the partner of the daughter of a Radical M.P., who is dangerously clever about Home Rule, the obstinacy of the landed interest, and a vote for everybody. Young Pumpkin, of the 107th, has ‘taken down ' Miss Marrow, of an uncertain age, and has collapsed before her volley of questions, de quibusdavi rebits et 7nitltis aliis. Generally a strange want of tact is shown in leading the conversation. No attempt is made to throw out subjects on which all, or nearly all, the guests may have something to say, nor, by judicious questions, to interest them, one after the other, in the interchange of speech. So, by degrees, the conversa- tion breaks up into a number of separate dialogues, interrupted occasionally by some chance or inopportune remark, blurted out by host or hostess, when he or she haply calls to mind that something is expected from them — that, at the dinner- table, England expects every host or hostess to do his or her duty. Few hosts or hostesses remember how much of the success of an entertainment rests not upon the cuisine, or the floral decorations, or the display of plate or glass, but upon the skill with which they combine the heterogeneous elements of the company they have assembled. Apart these are apparently antagonistic. So are lemon and sugar and whisky and water, but skilfully combined, they make punch. A clever hostess will soon fuse the materials into some degree of unity. And it is incumbent upon her or the host, or upon both, to effect this result ; they are responsible ; it was their volidon that brought 10 — 2 148 FAILURE OF MODERN DINNERS. so many portentous atoms into contact ; and they are bound to prevent them from flying off from one another at a tangent. Of themselves, their tendency is centrifugal; it is reserved for the attractive power of the entertainers to imbue them with a centripetal force. A man who feels that he has no capacity for such work should never give a dinner-party ; he will be the happier, and his might-have-been guests will be the happier, for his abstaining. I hold it true, whatever befall, that our modern dinners are generally failures ; and I appeal to my readers to say whether the sight of a dinner-card does not fill them with unspeakable agony. They must accept the invitation, or offend where they do not want to offend ; yes, they must go, but what they must suffer ! It is a forlorn hope — without the glory. You cannot even flatter yourself that your presence and your suffering will benefit your host ; you know that the day afterwards he will be writhing with the consciousness of tm coup manquCy and that he will be angry with every one of his guests for having witnessed it. The only thing that can ensure success is just that supreme talent for managing individuals which is so exceedingly rare. It is on record that Emile Ollivierand his cabinet plunged into the German war with a ‘ light heart ’ — well, the result was — Sedan. So, too, these dinner-givers, who enter so lightly upon their hazardous and arduous task, they, too, must have their Sedans. It is possible, if they have any intelligence, that they will learn by experience, and convert defeat into victory — unhappily, it must be at the cost of much suffering on the part of their friends. ’Tis ‘ thou art the cause Of our anguish,’ good fellow | The authority already quoted thus disposes of this melan- choly subject: — ‘To the gourmand, who cares only for the dishes, our dinners are a failure ; for they are not sufficiently long for him, there is too little variety in the viands, a decided falling-off of late years in the wine-bibbing, and the courses are whisked aw^ay before he can quite assure himself of their flavour.’ Some people’s dinners, by the way, are all decoration and no substance — as full of flowers as an Irish M.P.’s orations. ‘ To the girl who hopes to see, and be seen, they are a failure; for everyone knows that the close and formal arrangement of heads at a dinner, together with the general glitter of the J SECRET CRY OF DESPAIR. 149 table— arranged \vith a view to dazzle, not to set off, the diners— prevents the fairest face from ‘‘ telling/’ Pictures packed close never tell as those do which are arranged some feet apart ; a human face requires even more care, more space, more repose in its background to set it off, and no pretty woman ever makes a due impression at a dinner-table/ Does any woman ever look pretty at a dinner-table ? Eating is not a graceful process, and few women do it gracefully. ‘ The meal is equally a failure to the ordinary people, who look upon it as it should be looked upon — an opportunity for those who can seldom meet at any other time to spend a few pleasant hours together. It is very proper that dinner should be the time fixed for these social gatherings. A company, like individuals, must meet on some common basis, on some equal footing. Everybody can eat ; therefore eating is a good common basis. But to make a number of people happy whose faculties do not begin and end upon that very moderate basis, there must be other bases supplied. Food is a good one to begin upon, but not to begin and end upon.^ We must, however, in spite of reproach and lamentation — we must still give, and go to, dinners. Noblesse oblige — that is, Society commands us — and few of us have the courage to defy Society. Yet, in secret, the cry of despair arises, and many there be who feel inclined to address their persecutors in mournful accents, thus : — Ask me no more : the morn may dim the sea ; And Saxon eloquence in Irish eyes Bid the salt tears of penitence arise : But oh, -my host, how can I answer thee ? Ask me no more. Ask me no more : what answer can I give ? Oft have I suffered at thy prandial board, And scarcely yet to health am I restored ! Ask me no more, if thou wouldst have me live ; Ask me no more. Ask me no more : thy fate and mine are seal’d : I would have dined at home, but all is vain : My fate compels me to thy board again : Enough, dear host, reluctantly I yield ; Ask me no more. The moral of all this is, that people who give dinner-parties should, in the future, strike out a new line. Hitherto, the ISO OBJECT OF THE DINNERPARTY, dinner has been a kind of Juggernaut, to which the guests have been remorselessly sacrificed. The object with most hosts and hostesses is either to discharge as promptly as possible what they conceive to be a duty incumbent upon their position, or to exalt and aggrandise themselves by an ostentatious enter- tainment. In the first instance, they reason that, because A. and E. and C. have made D. miserable, argal, D. must make A. and B. and C. miserable. In the second, they do not ask themselves how they shall provide for the pleasure and comfort of their guests, but to whom they shall exhibit the evidences of their wealth ; forgetting that, at the same time, they exhibit, in the most conspicuous manner, their vulgarity and absolute want of taste. I humbly suggest that more should be thought of the guests, and less of the dinner. CHAPTER IV. THE BALL. ‘ Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing hours with flying feet.’ Byron, * The music, and the banquet, and the wine — The garlands, the rose odours, and the flowers — The sparkling eyes, and flashing ornaments — The white arms and the raven hair — the braids And bracelets ; swan-like bosoms, and the necklace, An India in itself, yet -dazzling not The eye like what it circled ; the thin robes. Floating like light clouds ’twixt our gaze and heaven ; The many- twinkling feet so small and sylph-like. . . . All the delusion of the dizzy scene, Its false and true enchantments . . . Art and Nature.’ Ibid. Bliss of the Ball — Its Drawbacks and Qualifications — Balls and Balls— Luxury and Expense — Form of Invitation — Requisites and Elements of Success — Decorations — Flowers — Method of Lighting — The Floor — Musical Instruments— Distribution of Dances — Ball Scene in ‘ Daniel Deronda ’ — Ball-room Flirtations — Proposals — Engagements — The Morning’s Repudiation — Mrs. Barrett Browning — The Refreshment- room — The Supper-room — Its Provisions and Decorations — Lines from Keats’s ‘Eve of St. Agnes’ — A Roman Supper — Moderation in Dancing — To take Leave, or not to take Leave — General Rules — Lord Byron. E ball is the paradise of youth and love. When we have turned forty, and begin to feel the effects of sitting up o’ nights, and have a reasonable dread of rheumatic twinges, and are secretly conscious that a figure ‘ inclining to corpulency ’ does not show to advantage in minuet or quadrille, we regard it as a weariness and a delusion, and are ungrateful enough, perhaps. 152 DELIGHTS OF THE BALD to denounce it as fit only for fools. But in the happy spring- time of life, when the brain is fertile in pleasant fancies, and the heart throbs with unexpressed hopes — when every day brings with it a new pleasure, and every night a new reason for looking forward with joyous anticipation to the morrow — when our energies are as exhaustless as our spirits, and no sense of fatigue or weariness can oppress us, the ball-room becomes an enchanted world of light and music and perfume, into which that ubiquitous ‘ black care ’ of the Roman poet durst not in- trude, where sorrow is never seen, and past and future are forgotten in the innocent intoxications of the present. To the young ear, what so delightful as merry music ? To the youth- ful eye, what so attractive as the spectacle of fair forms grace- fully revolving in the soft, sweet mazes of the mystic dance ? And if we know that ‘ at the ball ’ we shall meet that ‘ other half^ of one's self — Romeo or Juliet, as the case maybe ; but Romeo without his melancholy, and Juliet without her tragedy — can it be wondered at that it draws us thither with an irresistible at- traction ? Ah, when the noontide comes, and already the shadows of evening gather over our downward path, how will remembrance bring back to us the days when it was bliss to touch one beloved hand, to take one trusting form in our reverent embrace — when it was joy untold for Romeo and Juliet to tread the painted floor together, and with close-linked arms to circle round and round to the strains of Strauss or Gung’l ? And then, in the pauses of the dance, the brief whisper on the cool balcony, or beneath the broad palms of the conservatory ! And last of all, the privilege of draping those graceful shoulders with the protecting shawl, and the last sweet pressure of clinging fingers as Juliet passed into the carriage that was to bear her from our wistful gaze ! Is there one of us who, in our later years, does not feel and know the truth of that fine passage of Emerson's in one of his earlier essays : — ‘ Be our experience in particulars what it may, no man ever forgot the visitations of that power to his heart and brain which created all things new ; which was the dawn in him of music, poetry, and art ; which made the face of Nature radiant with purple light, the morning and the night varied enchantments ; when a single tone of one voice could make the heart bound, and the most trivial circumstance associated with one form is put in the amber of memory ; when he became all eye when A PLEASANT THING TO LOOK AT. 153 one was present, and all memory when one was gone ; when the youth becomes a watcher of windows, and studious of a glove, a veil, a ribbon, or the wheels of a carriage ; when no place is too solitary, and none too silent, for him who has richer company and sweeter conversation in his own thoughts than any old friends, though best and purest, can give him ; for the figures, the motions, the words of the beloved object are not, like other images, written in water, but, as Plutarch said, ‘‘enamelled in fire,’’ and made the study of midnight.’ ‘ Thou art not gone being gone, where’er thou art, Thou leav’st in him thy watchful eyes, in him thy loving heart.’ It is while we are subject to the ‘visitations ’ of that power of Love, which invests the commonplace with so sweet and rare a romance, that balls are delightful, and ball-rooms as fascinating as the New Atlantis or the island of Calypso. And therefore, my dear sir, when you feel disposed to grumble at the domestic revolution which has converted your library into a tea-room, and stripped your drawing-room of its whilom de- coration, and filled the ante-chamber with Godfrey’s band, and crowded your modest staircase with vases of fragrant flowers, bethink you of that golden age when you moved heaven and earth for invitations to the balls at which the fair Leonora had contrived to prepare you for her appearance ! Do not be- grudge to your sons and daughters that cup of innocent plea- sure of which you yourself have drunk right eagerly. Balls are not wholly free from alloy : they are not without the fell looks of jealousy, and the furtive glances of suspicion, and the hiss of wounded vanity ; but what are these compared with the full flood of happiness which they pour into so many tender bosoms and manly hearts ? I was very fond of balls — consiile Planco; and not of balls only, but of impromptu dances and those de- lightful informal little parties which, in well-regulated families, always end with a dance ; and, though stern moralists condemn them, I confess I never could, nor can 1 now, detect their impropriety. Nor know I any pleasanter sight than that of a well-lighted room, echoing with merry music, in which a number of young men and maidens, the latter attired in bright and semi-diaphanous robes, their eyes shining with pleasure, and their rosy lips curved with happy smiles, are ‘ threading the mazes ’ of the old-established quadrille, or circling round in the fascinating waltz. If you can dance no longer, my friend 154 SPECIMENS OP PALLS. look on, and be happy in the happiness of others. And if you have reached middle age, you ought mot to dance ; dancing is for the young ; and nothing can be more ridiculous than the appearance of a stout gentleman of fifty, or a scraggy female of years unknown, capering and prancing along with ‘ sweet seven- teen ^ or blushing one and-twenty. No ; the elderly must reserve themselves for special occasions, such as the annual Christmas or New Year family gathering, when Paterfamilias and his spouse may fitly lead the country dance, as did Mr. and Mrs. Wardle and Mr. Pickwick on that famous Christmas night at Dingley Dell. There are balls — and balls. This may seem a trite, but is really a profound, remark, in which is embodied the whole philosophy of the subject. For example : I read in the columns of a fashionable journal that Mrs. So-and-So had ‘ a crowded party ’ ' in Lancashire Square. ‘ The back of the house was converted into a fairy garden, with ice, palms, cascades, and lakes full of lilies.' I read of another, that ‘the house was beautifully decorated, the especial feature being a rockery of ferns and ice, illuminated with coloured lights. The garden was lighted up with arches of lanterns.' Of another entertainment, I read that the floral decorations were confined to roses, and that the guests wore no other flowers but roses. Again I read : ‘ Last week Captain N and the officers of the gunnery-ship at Harbourmouth gave a most successful afternoon party, all the arrangements being of the most elaborate and complete description. The upper deck of the Anaximander was converted into a ball-room, and at the foremast a sort of tent was arranged (for non-dancing guests), profusely decorated with exotics and ornamented with arms and flags. The magazine was used as a promenade between the dances, and ladies were to be seen reclining on shells with their feet on torpedoes, the machine-guns being utilised as tea and strawberry tables. On the poop was a cool-looking arbour, in which the band was stationed. The refreshment-tables on the main-deck extended the whole length of the ship.' Balls such as these can be given only by members of the Upper Ten Thousand, owing to the heavy expenditure they necessi- tate. In my humble opinion, they are a mistake, for, instead of serving to bring young people together for an innocent and graceful amusement, their chief object is to display the wealth i^OPV TO GET UP A BALL, 155 and luxuriousness of the ball-giver. An entertainment to which some three hundred or four hundred persons are invited may fairly be called ‘public/ and to public balls many grave objections may justly be raised. I prefer those properly called ‘ private balls/ at which the number of guests is suffi- cient to impart an air of novelty and not so large as to assume a miscellaneous character, at which every person present is well known to and is able to receive and appreciate the atten- tions of the hostess. Under no circumstances can a ball be other than expensive, but it is better to limit the expense, so as to admit of its repetition, than to lavish upon one entertain- ment an outlay which compels you to stint your amusements for the rest of the season. We will assume, however, that for good and sufficient reasons you have decided to give a ball. Your first care is to issue your invitations, and therefore you must at once decide upon the style of ball you intend to give. Is it to be ‘ a crush,’ that is, will you fill your rooms to overflowing, so that to find room for dancing in such a crowd is as hazardous as to cross the Valley of Balaklava under the fire of Russian guns ? Is it to be simply a ‘ large ball,’ that is, over a hundred and under two hundred guests ? or ‘ a ball ’ proper, say from fifty to a hun- dred ? or ‘ a dance,’ say twenty to fifty ? You will be guided in your decision, if you are sensible, by the space at your dis- posal and the pecuniary resources absolutely at your command. Do not ask more guests than you can make comfortable, nor more than you can entertain without embarrassing yourself by the cost. When you have settled on the number, draw up your list, including in it only ‘ eligibles,’ that is, persons who can da7ice^ and taking care that there shall be as many gentlemen as ladies. You will also invite about a third more than you can accommodate, to allow for disappointments. The invita- tions must be sent out three weeks in advance, and may either be by engraved card : ‘ Mrs. requests the favour of Mr. ’s company, on Friday, the , at lo o’clock,’ with the word ‘ Dancing ’ in the left-hand corner, and the address in the right-hand ; or may be written as follows : ‘ Mrs. requests the favour of Mr. (or Miss) ’s company at a dance on Friday, the , at lo o’clock.’ Invites who do not send an excuse in a day or two may be considered as accepting. DECORATION OF THE BALL-ROOM. 156 Having secured your guests, you must next address your- self to the task of giving them a becoming welcome, and, for this purpose, you will want ample space, good light, good music, a good dancing floor, tasteful decorations, and refresh- ments satisfactory both in quality and quantity. If possible, your ball-room should be on the drawing-room floor, and if it open on a conservatory so much the better ; if on a balcony, the latter, by a judicious use of flowers and evergreens, may be converted into a temporary ‘ bower.’ The fireplace should be filled in with ferns and exotics, which may be built up with Virginia cork into any pretty fanciful shape your ingenuity can devise. The walls should be ornamented with a fresh, light paper and draped with lace curtains, and in the corners may be placed a statuette, or a small fountain of perfumed water, or a bed of flowers. Floral decorations cannot be too abundant ; in the winter you will use evergreens. The stair- case leading up to the ball-room should be made into an alley of plants, shrubs, and flowers, and flowers must also lend their freshness and fragrance to the cloak-room, the hat-room (for gentlemen), and the refreshment-room. Endeavour to secure a thorough ventilation, so that your guests may not suffer from the fatigue and depression engendered by a heated atmosphere. As for the lighting, it should be done by brackets from the walls, for gasaliers are dangerous. Wax tapers, so arranged that they shall not drop on the shoulders of your guests, or colza or argand lamps, with soft white globes to subdue the glare, are preferable to gas. The conservatory, balcony, and staircase may be illuminated by coloured lamps or Chinese lanterns. It will be seen that I lay great stress on the decoration of the ball-room, and who would introduce a number of well- dressed ladies and gentlemen into a dull, dim, heavy apart- ment, as sombre as the dining-rooms of the olden times ? To render dancing thoroughly enjoyable the conditions should be carefully studied, all around should be brightness and sweet odours — the frame should be worthy of the picture. We read of a ball-room, the walls of which were ‘ completely hidden with drapery, ropes and wreaths of evergreens, cases of birds and animals, vases of flowers, and mirrors, large and small and though in this case the decoration may have been on a scale too large for ordinary purposes, the principle underlying THE FLOOR, THE MUSIC, AND THE DANCES. 157 it was the right one. Nor need the application of it involve any very great expense, if the hostess and her daughters bring their taste and dexterity into play. Of course if they entrust the decoration to professional hands the work will be well done, but the outlay will be very considerable, and there is no reason why as good an effect should not be produced at much smaller cost, if they draw upon their own energies, with one or two capable assistants. The main materials employed should be drapery and flowers, which are readily manipulated by ladies’ fingers. As for the floor, it should be well polished or covered with a diaper cloth or ^ dancing drugget.’ ‘ You should hire a man,’ says an erudite authority, ‘ who, with a brush under one foot and a slipper on the other, will dance over the floor for four or five hours till you can almost see your face in it.’ The music for a small private ball may consist of a piano and violin, or a piano, violin, flute, and harp, according to the size of the ball-room. The musicians should be placed on a raised platform at one end of the room, and the platform may be ornamented with evergreens and pots of flowers. You will, of course, arrange your dances beforehand, and print the pro- gramme on a double card, with the dances on one side, and on the other a blank space to be filled up with the names of partners. To each card, which should be given to the guest in the ball- room, let a small pencil be attached. The number of dances may vary from sixteen to twenty-four, supper forming a break in the middle. There should be about as many waltzes as quadrilles, half as many galops, one or two polkas, a minuet, a mazurka, and a cotillon. It is customary for the hostess to lead off the first quadrille. The young ladies of the house must see that the dances are promptly formed, and should not themselves dance until all their friends are provided with part' ners. For this purpose they are at liberty to ask any gentle- man present to be introduced to a partner, but, as he is bound to accept the invitation, they must exercise due care in their selection. No lady will engage herself two-deep for any dance, nor will she, except in novels, throw over a partner she has once accepted for any new-comer, however \ desirable.’ The rules of politeness hold good in the ball-room, as elsewhere. If a lady do not wish to dance, she must decline with some polite excuse, and never with a direct refusal ; and, after having re- 158 A BALL^ROOM SCENE fused one gentleman, she must not agree to dance with another. The gentleman, when introduced, makes no elabo- rate speech, but murmurs a complimentary phrase, ‘ May I have the pleasure of your hand for the next dance?’ or, if she be engaged for the next, he may ask her to enter his name in the first space on her engagement card. It is not usual for a young lady to dance more than twice or, at the utmost, thrice with the same gentleman in one evening, unless she has some particular motive for drawing upon her head a disagreeable amount of attention. A gentleman will not fail to dance with the ladies of the house, and, if he have a good heart, he will take pity upon one or other of those less favoured damsels who, too often, are allowed to sit in neglected solitude. There is a ball-room scene in George Eliot’s ‘ Daniel Deronda.’ Do you recollect it ? Gwendolen Harlech, the heroine — of course you remember that self-willed, passionate beauty — did not look the worse, we are told, under the chandeliers in the ball-room, where the soft splendour of the scene and the pleasant odours from the conservatory could not but be soothing to the temper, when accompanied with the consciousness of being pre-eminently sought for. Hardly a dancing man but was anxious to have her for a partner, and each whom she accepted was in a state of melancholy remonstrance that she would not waltz or polka. ‘Are you under avow. Miss Harlech?’ ‘Why are you so cruel to us all?’ ‘You waltzed with me in February.’ ‘And you who waltz so perfectly !’ were exclamations not without piquancy for her. The ladies who waltzed naturally thought that Miss Harlech only wanted to make herself particular, but her uncle, when he overheard her refusal, supported her by saying : ‘ “ Gwendolen has usually good reasons.” He thought she was certainly more distinguished in not waltzing, and he wished her to be distinguished. ‘ Among the remonstrant dancing men, however, Mr. Grand- court, the great prize in the matrimonial lottery, was not numbered. After standing up for a quadrille with Miss Arrowpoint, it seemed that he meant to ask for no other^ partner. Still, Gwendolen noticed that he did sometimes quietly and gradually change his position according to hers, FROM ^DANIEL DERONDA, 159 SO that he could see her wherever she was dancing, and if he did not admire her — so much the worse for him. ‘Later in the evening, Gwendolen had accepted Herr Klesmer as a partner, and the two became quite friendly, until she begged to be deposited by the side of her mamma. ‘ Three minutes afterwards her preparations for Grandcourt’s indifference were all cancelled. Turning her head for some remark to her mother, she found that he had made his way up to her. ‘ “ May I ask if you are tired of dancing. Miss Harlech ?'^ he began, looking down with his former unperturbed expression. ‘ “ Not in the least. ‘“Will you do me the honour — the next — or another quadrille ‘ “ I should have been very happy,’^ said Gwendolen, looking at her card, “ but I am engaged for the next to Mr. Clintock — and, indeed, I perceive that I am doomed for every quadrille; I have not one to dispose of.’’ . . . “‘I am unfortunate in being too late,” he said, after a moment’s pause. ‘ “ It seemed to me that you did not care for dancing,” said Gwendolen. “ I thought it might be one of the things that you had left off.” ‘ “ Yes, but I have not begun to dance with you.” . . . ‘“I begin to think that -my cavalier has forgotten me,” Gwendolen observed, after a little while. “ I see the quadrille is being formed.” ‘ “ He deserves to be renounced,” said Grandcourt. ‘ “ I think he is very pardonable,” said Gwendolen. ‘ ‘‘ There must have been some misunderstanding,” said Mrs. Davilow. “ Mr. Clintock was too anxious about the engage- ment to have forgotten it.” ‘ But now Lady Brackenshaw came up and said : “ Miss Harlech, Mr. Clintock has charged me to express to you his deep regret that he was obliged to leave without having the pleasure of dancing with you again. An express came from his father, the archdeacon ; something important : he was obliged to go. He was au desespoir,^^ “ Oh, he was very good to remember the engagement under the circumstances,” said Gwendolen. “ I am sorry he was called away.” It was easy to be politely sorrowful on so felicitous an occasion. i6o A DANCER^S DUTy, ‘ Then I can profit by Mr. Clintock’s misfortune ?’^ said Grandcourt. “ May I hope that you will let me take his place ?” ‘ ‘‘ I shall be happy to dance the next quadrille with you/’ This is the kind ot conversation — only somewhat neater and sharper in expression — which one often hears in the ball-room, and it fairly enough indicates the feelings with which a young lady sometimes gets rid of an unwelcome partner. Is it neces- sary to say that she must take care not to betray them ? Noblesse oblige : in the ball-room, as in all other spheres, and on all other stages, we must be guided by the golden rule of courtesy, to do unto others as we would that they should do unto us, and to spare their self-love, their susceptibilities, as we wish others to spare ours. After every dance, the cavalier will offer his arm to his fair partner, and propose to conduct her to the refreshment-room. If she decline, he will escort her back to her chaperon or party, procure a seat for her, and before he goes in quest of another dancer, murmur some pleasant words of acknowledgment of the pleasure he has derived from her condescension. It is not ‘ good form ’ to pay particular attention to any one lady, unless it is understood that between her and her satellite an under- standing exists, the customary prelude to a formal engagement. There are opportunities, no doubt, in the balcony, or in the conservatory — or behind some accommodating cluster of palms and ferns — of brief but delightful converse between ‘ young men and maidens,’ — the exchange of those ‘ honeyed nothings,’ which sound so eloquent to interested ears. I have no faith, however, in the love which springs up or matures in the ball-room ; I do not believe in its constancy, and I am sure it is wanting in that deep respect which underlies all true love. Yet I am told that ‘ proposals ’ have been made and accepted in this gay scene, while the air has rung with the soft strains of the waltz or the vivacious rhythm of the polka. Words so serious should be seriously spoken, in a fitting place and at a fitting time ; and I would fain have every maiden whose love is so lightly demanded answer, next day, in the language of Mrs. Browning : ‘ “Yes/’ I answered you last night ; “No,” this morning, sir, I say ; Colours seen by candle-light Will not look the same by day. WARNING TO THOUGHTLESS LOVERS. i6i ‘ When the viols played their best, Lamps above and laughs below, Love me sounded like a jest, Fit iox yes ^ or fit for 7io. ‘ Call me false or call me free, Vow, whatever light may shine, — No man on your face shall see Any grief for change on mine. ‘ Yet the sin is on us both ; Time to dance is not to woo ; Wooing light makes fickle troths Scorn of me recoils on yoic. ‘ Learn to win a lady’s faith Nobly as the thing on high. Bravely, as for life and death. With a loyal gravity. ‘ Lead her from the festive boards. Point her to the starry skies ; Guard her, by your truthful words. Pure from courtship’s flatteries. ‘ By your truth she shall be true. Ever true, as wives of yore ; And her yes, once said to you. Shall be Yes for evermore.’ From pathos to bathos there is but one step. From this wise warning to thoughtless lovers we pass on to the refresh- ment-room, where the hostess will have provided light wines, sweets, cooling drinks, and ices. It must be understood that to linger here would be an impertinence, and to partake immoder- ately an unpardonable offence. Supper will, of course, be laid in another room. The cavalier takes thither the partner with whom he is dancing when supper is announced ; finds her a seat ; waits upon her until her few small wants are supplied j then escorts her back to the ball-room ; and offers his services to any lady who may not have found ‘ a guide, philosopher, and friend.’ Having satisfied the laws of courtesy, he may then con- sider the demands of his own appetite. As to the supper itself, all will depend of course on the taste of the hostess and the skill of the cook. The table should be decorated as freely as for dinner. Everything should be served up cold, and ready carved. There should be ices of many kinds, fowls and birds, pates and jellies, trifle and mayonnaise, champagne, sherry, hock, seltzer-water, and the all-satisfying Bass. What other ‘ cates ’ and ‘ dainties ’ may grace the board. BALL REFRESHMENTS AND SUFFER, 162 I leave to the fertile invention of my lady readers, reminding them en passmit of the petit souper—ioxgvet these French phrases— which Keats’s Porphyro prepared, in golden dishes and baskets bright of wreathed silver, for his beautiful Made- line : ‘ A heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd ; With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon ; Manna and dates, in argosy transferr’d From Fez ; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar’d Lebanon.’* There is here, perhaps, an excess of sweetness, as in Mr. Swinburne's alliterative erotics — asurplusage of smoothness, as in the honeyed verse of the poet of ‘The Earthly Paradise' — but yet in the midst of bright eyes and waltzing music, of floating robes and tresses, and wreaths and garlands of flowers, 'twould be more suitable than the strange succession of queer viands which loaded the supper-table of a Roman patrician. Take, for example, the sapper which Lentulus gave to Glaucus : how it would astonish the inhabitants of Belgravia and the denizens of Mayfair ! Nine guests reclined on the triclinium, the most honoured being placed lowest in the middle couch. As soon as all were in a reclining posture, the attendant slaves removed their sandals, and comely pages carried round water in silver basins, in which each guest daintily dipped his fingers. Then, at a signal from the host, the servants deposited the dishes of the first course in the centre of the table. The chief ornament of this course was a bronze ass, — its panniers filled with olives, — • on the back of which rode a Silenus, exuding from his pores a sauce which fell upon the roast breast of a young sow. Among the other delicacies were sausages on silver gridirons, with Syrian plums and pomegranates beneath in imitation of pie ; and vegetables, shell-fish, snails, and lizards, served up in silver dishes. To wash down this fare the guests drank a beverage called mulsum^ compounded of wines and honey. N ext appeared on a small tray, a carved figure of a brooding hen. The eggs from beneath were handed round to the guests, and proved to be made of dough, on breaking which with the spoon a fat figpecker was re- vealed in the pepper-seasoned yolk. This luscious morsel having * ‘Eve of St, Agnes.’ AFTER SUPPER AND LEAVE-TAKING, 163 been despatched, each guest had recourse to the vmlsiirn^ or to pure Falernian without any tempering of honey. A wild boar graced the second course — a wild boar stuffed with countless little sausages ; and while the guests were partaking of this lordly dish, a sudden noise was heard overhead : the ceiling opened, and a large silver hoop, to which were suspended tiny bottles of silver and alabaster, silver garlands with beautifully wrought leaves, and circlets and other trifles, descended upon the table ; and after the dessert, prepared by the new cook, whom Lentulus had purchased for a hundred thousand sesterces, had been served up, the party rose, to saunter along the marble colon- nades, or take a bath before all again assembled in the brilliant saloon. What a supper ! O dura Romanonim ilia I It is evident enough that the Romans were not dancing men; such a repast would have incapacitated them for waltz or polka for many a week ! Supper over — or, at least, your part in it — you return to the ball-room, and in due order fulfil whatever engagements you may have contracted. Some resolute and enthusiastic dancers foot it through the entire programme of a score and more of dances ; the wise man and the prudent young lady will not exceed one- half that number; they will be rewarded for their abstinence on the morrow. At a large ball it is not necessary, when you re- tire, to take leave of the hostess ; but this is a duty not to be omitted when you have been present at that less formal affair yclept ‘a dance.’ So you go your way, a happier man, it is to be presumed, than when you entered upon ‘the glittering scene;’ for either you have availed yourself of fresh oppor- tunities of sweet converse with the ‘ queen of your soul,’ or you have, perhaps, seen for the first time a face that will hence- forth haunt your memory, and listened to a voice that hence- forth will be as music in your ears ; or, at all events, you have enjoyed an hour or two of pleasant companionship under all the conditions that can make such companionship delightful. Ah, Youth, make the best of your time ! It is sunshine now, and music, and fragrance ; life is radiant in the purple light ol hope and love. But the years are ever envious of human happi- ness, and will not tarry by us. The spring will soon be past, and summer also ; and then come the faded leaves and broken II — 2 164 ABOUT DANCING. dreams of autumn, when we no longer take pleasure in the blithest strains that ever stirred the feet of the dancer, and the waxen floor and the garlanded walls become to us a weariness and a sham ! I have said nothing about dancing, because that is a subject for professional teachers. For my own part, I do not like to see a gentleman dance too well ; he doe's not want to be taken for a dancing-master. It is enough if he dance like a ge7itle7na7i^ without that constraint, that gene^ which most Englishmen seem to experience, so that they look as if they were performing a task, or as if they felt they were making fools of themselves. For heaven’s sake don’t dance out of time ! That would show you have no ear for music, and, moreover, ’twould embarrass your partner. And don’t go through your steps with the prim and deliberate air of a board-school pro- digy repeating the names of the rivers in Mesopotamia. Use your hands and feet as if they belonged to you, and not as if you had hired them for the occasion, and were afraid of wearing them out. Do not assume the grave air of Lord Justice X. when he is engaged in solving some abstruse legal problem ; but, on the other hand, avoid that vacant, silly, stereotyped smile which the ladies of the ballet seem to think it de rigueiir to display. Unless you are entirely self-possessed, have a good figure, and know what you are about, you should confine your efforts to the modest quadrille, and not venture upon the prancing polka or the bounding valse. Remember that no spectacle under heaven provokes more laughter than a bad dancer floundering round a ball-room, exposed to the sharp criticisms of pitiless bright eyes and relentless rosy lips. A man can never recover from the shame in which such an exposure involves him. On the whole, I think I may commend to my miale reader Byron’s description of a good dancer, as indicating the excel- lences he should affect and the errors he should avoid. The poet is speaking of his naughty hero, Don Juan : — j ‘ And then he danced ; — all foreigners excel The serious Angles in the eloquence Of pantomime ; — he danced, I say, right well, emphasis^ and also with good sense — A thing in footing indispensable ; He danced without theatrical pretence, DESCRIPTION OF A GOOD DANCER, 165 Not like a ballet-master in the van Of his drilled nymphs, but like a gentleman, ‘ Chaste were his steps, each kept within due bound, And elegance was sprinkled o’er his figure ; Like swift Camilla, he scarce skimm’d the ground. And rather held in than put forth his vigour ; And then he had an ear for music , sound, Which might defy a crotchet critic’s rigour. Such classic pas — sans flaws — set off our hero. He glanced like a personified Bolero.’ CHAPTER V. THE PHILOSOPHY OF DRESS. ^ The glass Wherein the noble youth did dress themselves.’ Shakespeare. ‘ Costly the habit as thy purse can buy, But not expressed in fancy ; rich, not gaudy.’ Ibid. Importance of Dress as a Social Agent — Its Use and Abuse contrasted — A Man’s Dress an Index to his Character — Illustrations — How far we may consult the Caprices of Fashion — Masculine Dress of the present Day — Leigh Hunt’s Invective against ‘ Things as they were ’ — The Philosophy of Dress conveyed in Twenty-two Axioms, amended and adapted from ‘ Pelham ’ — Economy and Consideration in Dress — Our Dress should be Suitable to our Means, Age, and Social Position — Richard B rath wait on the Becoming — The Etiquette of Dress — Ladies’ Dress : a Mystery — Its various Changes — Mrs. Oliphant on the Ladies’ Dress of To-day — Principles by which it should be Regulated — Ben Jonson’s Advice — The Grace of Simplicity — Ruskin upon Dress — Robert Herrick upon Dress — On Harmony of Colouring — The Classifi- cation of Colours — Colours, and how they should be Worn — Dress for Dinner Parties — Court Dress for Ladies — Description of Dresses actually Worn in the present Season — At Balls, Weddings, Races, State Concert, Garden Party — A Protest against Exaggeration. O long as the present constitution of Society endures’ Dress must always remain a matter of importance’ and rightly so, for it is a duty we owe to others as. well as to ourselves to make the best of our per- sonal appearance. There is at least as much affectation in slovenliness as in over-dressing; the vanity of Alcibiades may have been shown in the purple and fine linen in which he was arrayed, but the pride of Diogenes was not less conspicuous in the holes of his cloak. A man who does not dress well when he can afford to do so must either be mean DRESS ART INDEX TO CHARACTER. 167 and miserly, or a fool. An ill-fitling coat is no mark of genius, but simply a sign that you do not or will not employ a good tailor. Unquestionably, extravagance in dress is a vice and a folly, but so is excess in eating and drinking ; and as you do not give up the practice of eating dinner because some men eat too much, there is no reason why you should dress badly because the fools of Fashion dress to an extreme. The law of moderation applies to Dress as it does to Diet. I have as little patience with the foppery of cheap clothes and nasty as with that of fine clothes and costly. To care not how you dress is as much a mistake as to constitute dress the chief object of your thoughts, and make your tailor indispensable to your existence. After all, a man’s dress is still, to some extent, an index to his character. Study his hat, his coat, the fit of his trousers, the shape of his boots, and you will arrive at some notion of his taste and judgment. This might also be true of a lady’s dress, almost without reference to the consideration whether the capricious despotism of fashion curtail or tighten her habi- liments, or widen or protract them to a redundancy. It is often asserted that nowadays all classes dress alike ; the clerk like the peer, the wife of a London tradesman like the wife of blue-blooded patrician. Is it so ? The various articles of which their attire is made up — its component parts, so to speak, — may be the same, but they differ in that undefinable something which is the impress made on a person’s dress by a person’s character. You can tell the gentleman from the snob, how- ever they may be dressed ; they wear their clothes differently. And Mrs. Smith from ’Olborn ’111, resplendent in silks and satins, is detected by her garb, even before she opens her mouth and scatters about her h’s. ‘ As the index tells us the contents of stories, and directs to the particular chapter, even so,’ says an old writer, ^ does the outward habit and superficial order of garments (in man or woman) give us a taste of the spirit, and demonstratively point (as it were a manual note from the margin) all the internal quality of the soul ; and there cannot be a more evident, palpable, gross manifestation of poor, degenerate, dunghilly blood and breeding, than a rude, unpolished, disordered, and slovenly outside.’ Why, in the choice of the pattern of a man’s trousers you may see some- thing of the ‘ internal quality of his soul 1’ It is for this reason i68 INDIVIDUALITY IN DTESS. that our novelists always insist so strongly on the dress of their heroes and heroines ; they feel that the mind influences the apparel; that a lady’s temper betrays itself in her bonnet, and a man’s disposition in the cut of his coat. Who does not remember Colonel Newcome’s ^ Stultz coat, a blue swallow- tail, with yellow buttons, a very high velvet collar, with a high waist, indicated by two lapelles, and a pair of buttons high up in the wearer’s back ?’ George Eliot draws a strong contrast in the dress of Dorothea Casaubon and Rosamond Lydgate. ‘ Let those who know,’ she says, ‘ tell us exactly what stuff it was that Dorothea wore in those days of mild autumn — that thin white woollen stuff soft to the touch and soft to the eye. It always seemed to have been lately washed, and to smell of the sweet hedges — was always in the shape of a pelisse with sleeves hanging, all out of the fashion. Yet if she had entered before a still audience as Imogene or Cato’s daughter, the dress might have seemed right enough : the grace and dignity was in her limbs and neck ; and about her simply parted hair and candid eyes the large round poke which was then in the fate of women, seemed no more odd as a head-dress than the gold lumber we call a halo.’ Against this striking picture let us put ‘ Rosamond’s infantine blondness and wondrous crown of hair- plaits, with her pale blue dress of a fit and fashion so perfect that no dressmaker could look at it without emotion, a large embroidered collar, which it was to be hoped all bachelors would know the price of. Her small hands, duly set off with rings, and that controlled self-consciousness of manner which is the expressive substitute for simplicity.’ The reader will not forget the exquisite picture which Ten- nyson draws of Rose, the Gardener’s daughter : ‘ One arm aloft — Gown’d in pure white that fitted to the shape — Holding the bush, to fix it back, she stood.’ ‘Gown’d in pure white that fitted to the shape’ — the line seems to assist us to a conception of Rose’s dainty innocence and spotless purity. No doubt, in our dress we must be governed to some extent by Fashion ; we must restrict our individuality in order to be decent like other people. But I contend that the theory I have laid down is justified by the results of everyday experience; and that a man’s dress is still a trustworthy index to his charac- AIERITS OF FIENDS DRESS NOIV-A-DAYS. 169 ter. There is a wide and deep philosophy of clothes, as Teufelsdrdckh has shown us ; and we may even go so far as to say that the habits and disposition of a nation are shown in its style of dress. Look at our English costumes of the present day? Are they not those of an active, majestic, vigorous people, who delight in bodily exercises, and travel wide and far ? Who can conceive of the dress of our eighteenth century ancestors as adapted for mountain-climbing, or wilderness-ex- ploring, or for any pursuit or occupation in which agility is an essential ? There can be no doubt as to the gallantry and pictorial value of the Vandyck dress, with its large hat and waving feathers, its short cloak and jewelled rapier, and its long breeches meeting the top of the wide boots ; but was it a costume in which Englishmen could have conquered India or made themselves masters of Africa ? A good deal of cheap rhetoric has been expended on the dress — and more particularly the men’s dress — of the present day. Granted that it is not particularly picturesque (though I think ‘ the knickerbocker ’ might commend itself to an artistic eye) or graceful, I claim for it the merits of simplicity, comfort, convenience. You may go anywhere and do anything in it. It is easily thrown off, easily put on ; it is cleanly and neat, and sufficiently becoming. Think of the cocked hats, the long waistcoats, the ugly formal coats, the tight knee-breeches of the gentlemen of the Georgian era — or of the thick folded cravats, the short vests, the long coats of the age of Brummel, and congratulate yourself, my friend, that you live in the third quarter of the nineteenth century. Take up an engraving of one of Hogarth’s pictures, or a caricature by Gillray, and tell me whether you are not thankful that your stalwart manly figure is not encased in the ugly and indecorous attire which is therein represented. It is only forty years ago that Leigh Hunt penned a most caustic diatribe against the fashion of masculine clothes then in vogue. Speaking of the ‘modern coat,’ he exclaims, ‘ What a thing it is ! what a horse-collar for a collar ! what snips at the collar and lapelles ! what a mechanical and ridiculous cut about the flaps ! what buttons in front that are never meant to button, and yet are no ornament ! And what an exquisitely absurd pair of buttons at the back !’ Rising into indignant eloquence, he cries out: — ‘ There is abso- lutely not one iota of sense, grace, or even economy in the 170 A COXCOMB'S PHILOSOPHY OF DRESS. modern coat. It is an article as costly as it is ugly, and as ugly as it is useless. In winter it is not enough, and in hot weather it is too much. It is the tailors’ remnant and cabbaging of the coats formerly in use, and deserves only to be chucked back to them as an imposition in the bill.’ Even this warm outburst of anger dees not satisfy our author, and he continues : — ‘ The coat, as it now exists, is a mere nuisance and expense, and disgraces every other part of the dress, except the neckcloth. Even the hat is too good for it, for a hat is good for something, though there is more chimney- top than beauty in it. The coat is a sheer piece of mechanical ugliness.’ Leigh Hunt adds : — ‘ The neckcloth is worthy of the coat and certes it is astonishing how our fathers and grandfathers could consent to swaddle their throats in such yards of linen ! ‘ Some man with a desperately bad throat must have invented the neckcloth, especially as it had a padding., or pndding., in it when it first came up. His neck could not have been fit to be seen. It must have been like a pole or a withered stalk, or else he was some faded fat dandy ashamed of his double chin. . . . The neckcloth is ugly, is useless, is dangerous to some, and begets effeminate fear of colds with all.’ Here we may reproduce the maxims of Pelham, embodying, as they do, what may be called, a ‘ Coxcomb’s Philosophy of Dress.’ 1. Do not require yoitr dress so much to fit as to adorn you. Nature is not to he copied., hut to he exalted hy art. Apelles hlamed Frotogenes for being too natural. Our present dress, however, is adapted rather to the purpose of fitness than that of adornment. We do not wear our clothes with the view of dazzling or surprising others, but for our own convenience. 2. Never in your dress altogether desert that taste which is gefieral. The world co?isiders eccentricity in great things genius, in small things, folly. Moreover, it will pardon to genius much which it will not pardon to commonplace. A small poet can better afford to imitate Tennyson in his blank verse than in his shovel hat and Spanish cloak. 3. Always rernemher that you dress to fascinate others, net yotirself. PELHAAPS AIAXIMS. 171 It would be wiser to say : ‘ Always remember that you dress not to disgust or surprise others, and to suit yourself.’ 4 . Keep your mind free fro7n all violent affections at the hour of the toilet. A philosophical serenity is perfectly necessary to success. Helvetius says justly that our mere aims form our pas- sions. It is difficult to believe that the process of pulling on a dress-coat and black trousers can raise any violent affections ; though, if they do not happen to fit, they will probably induce an explosion of impatience. 5 . Rememher that no7ie hut those whose courage is unquestion- ahle can venture to be effeminate. It was only in the field that the Spartans were accustomed to use perfumes and curl their hair. 6. Never let the finery of chains and rings seem your own choice: that which natw'ally belongs to women should appear womi only for their sake. We digitify foppe7y when we mvest it with a se7iti7nent. It is best to wear but little jewellery : a man never looks to less advantage than when he enters into competition with a jeweller’s shop-window. The love of charms, and trinkets, and rings is a survival of barbarism. 7 . To WIN the affection of your 77iistress, appear 7teglige7it in your costu77ie ; to preserve it, assiduous ; the first is a sig7i of the PASSION of love ; the second, of its respect. ^ Our sole comment on this maxim we shall borrow from Mr. Burchell In the ‘ Vicar of Wakefield ’ — ‘ Fudge !’ 8 . A 77ia7i 7nust be a profou7id calculator to be a C07isu77i77iate dresser. One must 7tot d7'ess the same whether 07ie goes to a 777mister or a 77iist7'ess, an avaricious uncle or a7i oste7itatious cousin ; the7x is 710 diplo77iacy more subtle tha7i that of dress. 9 . Is the great 77ian whom you voould conciliate a coxco77ib I — go to Imn m a waistcoat like his ow7i. ‘ l77iitatio7i,^ says the author of ‘ Laco7i^ ‘ is the si7ice7'est flatteT'yl It is a flattery, however, which many people do not relish. I have observed that most ladies regard with displeasure the imitation by one another of little peculiarities and originalities of costume. 10 . The ha7idsome 7nay be showy hi dress ; the plain should study to be unexceptionable : just as hi great men we look for so77iething to adinwe ; in ordinary inen we ask for iiothing to forgive. 172 MAX/MS UPON DRESS, But just as a great man can be content to trust to his own greatness^ and make no ostentation of it, so even a handsome man — or a gentleman — dispenses with showiness; he has that in himself which passeth show. 11. There is a study of dress for the aged^ as well as for the young. Inattention is no less mdecorous in the one than in the other ; we may distinguish the taste appropriate to each,, by the reflection that youth is made to be loved — age to be respected. This maxim is one to be warmly commended and endorsed. One’s moral feeling, one’s sense of right and wrong, is shocked, when old age bedizens itself with the flowers of youth ; when our grandmothers disport themselves in the costume proper to their granddaughters. 12. A fool may dress gaudily,, but a fool cannot dress well, for to dress well requires judgment ; and Rochefoucault says with truth, ‘ Oji est quelquefois un sot avec de 1 ' esprit, mais on ne Vest jamais avec du jugement.^ 13. There may be fnore pathos in the fall of a collar, or the curl of a lock, than the shallow think for. Should we be so apt as we are now to compassionate the 7 nisfortunes, and to forgive the insincerity, of Charles I., if his pictures had portrayed him in a bob-wig and a pig-tail I Vandyck was a greater sophist than Homer. 14. The most graceful principle of dress is neatness ; the inost vulgar is preciseness. 15. Dress co 7 itains but two codes of morality — private and public. Attefition is the duty we owe to others ; cleanlmess that which we owe to ourselves. 16. Dress so that it may 7 iever be said of you, ‘ What a well- dressed man P — but, ‘ What a gentle 77 ian-like 77 ian It would be better, I think, to dress so as to call forth no remark at all. A popular journalist acutely remarks that ^ when the woman is very pretty, one never looks at her dress ; and when the toilette is very striking, one forgets to look at the wearer. In the first case, the dress is an adjunct to the woman ; in the latter the woman is an accessory of the dress.’ And he proceeds to relate an experience of his own at a ball given by Royalty. ‘ There was present,’ he says, ‘ a perfect costume of dark sage-green and velveteen and old gold plush, the latter in small quantities. The man-o’-war cap was of old gold plush, and the manner of the whole get-up was as excellent MAXIMS UPON DRESS. 173 as the colouring. But what was the wearer like ? Well, though I looked at her several times, I have not retained any idea of her. The dress effaced her I On the other hand, a very charming woman with dark eyes and hair of real gold, whose figure was absolute perfection, appears now, in my recollection of her, to have walked about in a kind of cloud of creamy whiteness, with a halo of the same, which I suppose must have been a bonnet or a hat, or perhaps a parasol.’ Men and women endeavour to attract notice by their dress only when they are aware there is nothing attractive in them- selves. 17. Avoid many colours ; and seek^ by some one prevalent and quiet tint^ to sober down the others. Apelles used oiily four colours^ and always subdued those which were fnore Jloi'id by a darkening va^mish. It is one of the few things for which we have to thank the aesthetic craze that the love of showy, vivid colours has died out, and a wise partiality crept in for soft cool hues and quiet neutral tints. ‘The fine full tones of blue and green, the bright pinks, the orange -yellow,’ which once made our wives and daughters look like walking bits of rainbow, or as if they had heaped on their raiments the loudest colours on the painter’s pallette, are no longer to be seen, and harmony of tints is more highly prized than violent effects. It is possible to err in this direction, and one does not wish to see society dissolving away into vague neutral shades which almost escape the eye ; still, even this would be better than the old extreme which attired it in all the showiness of a kaleidoscope. 1 8. Nothing is step er fid al to a deep observer I It is in trifles that the mind betrays itself. In what part of that letter said a kmg to the wisest of living diploinatists., ‘ did you discover irreso^ hition ? ‘ In it’s u’s and g’s,’ was the answer. Yet it must be a trifling mind which can allow itself to be absorbed in trifles ; and the man or woman who devotes all his or her time and thought to dress should 7 nake it, not wear it ! 19. A very benevolent 7nan will never shock the feelings of others by an excess either of inattention or display ; you fnay doubt^ therefore., the philanthropy both of a sloven and ci fop. 20. There is an indifference to please in a stocking down at heel ; but there may be 7 nalevolence in a dmnond ring. 174 EXPENDITURE ON DRESS. 21 . Inventions in dressing should resemble Addison's definition of fine writing., and consist of ^ refinemefits which are natural^ without being obvious. ' 22 . He who esteems trifles for themselves is a trifler ; he who esteems thein fro77i the co7iclusions to be dra%vn fro77i tJwn^ or the adva7itage to which they ca7i be put^ is a philosopher. Whether these maxims will be of any considerable service to the reader I will not conjecture ; but they are certainly not without a certain amount of shrewdness and knowledge of the world. To me, however, it seems that the whole philosophy of dress, so far as the majority of ‘ respectable ^ and more than (but not less than) respectable people are concerned, may be summed up in much smaller compass. I should say, for in- stance, that, in the first place, a man’s dress should suit his income. The alliteration of dress and debt too often carries with it the suggestion of a close relationship common enough in every-day life ; yet, to plunge one’s self into the slough of pecuniary despond simply for the sake of personal display ap- pears so great a folly that it is difficult to conceive of its actual commission. It is everybody’s duty to dress decently ; but no one is required to dress ‘better’ — a vague and unmeaning phrase, incapable of analysis — than he can afford. A man’s expenditure upon dress should bear a fixed and a moderate ratio to his income ; but obviously this ratio must not increase pro- gressively with the increase of his means. If he have a year, he may spend upon dress; if ;^Soo, he should not spend more than^^qo ; if ^t,ooo, he will not require to spend more than In the multitude of counsellors there may be safety, but in the multiplying of clothes there is no glory. We do not estimate our neighbours by the number of coats they possess, nor is an additional pair of trousers an additional claim to our esteem. If a friend come to dine with me, I ex- pect that he will do as others do, and don a dress-coat ; but I don’t require him to have three more dress-coats in his ward- robe at home. Next, we should dress according to our age. To the thoughtful observer it is painful, to the caricaturist ridiculous, to see an elderly gentleman attired in the loose costume of youth, the lady of uncertain years flaunting about in the fanciful and free garments of ‘sweet seventeen.’ Grey hair, crow’s-feet about the eyes, bent shoulders, and the generous APPROPRIATENESS OF DRESS. 175 fulness of a ‘fair round body with good capon lined,’ do not harmonise with ‘ pot hats,’ cut-away coats, turned-down collars, and tight pantaloons. The combination is not according to the eternal fitness of things. Let Youth wear the levities and fripperies of youth ; while Old Age goes slowly and decorously, with a gravity that commands respect. VVe should dress, also, according to our social position. There is a certain uniformity in all dress nowadays, it is true, and no such class distinctions exist as were recognised even as late as the last century. Duke and costermonger wear coats of the same ‘ cut the lady of rank and the seamstress’s ap- prentice alike figure in dresses generally of the same form, if, indeed, it happen that the material of them varies. Yet a difference does still obtain, and we are continually meeting with persons of whom we say, ‘ They are dressed above their station,’ and consequently above their means. No man with a limited income should aspire to a fashionable appearance. Let him be ‘point-device in his accoutrements,’ let neatness stand impersonated in him, let his clothes be of good texture and admirable cut, but let him keep within that class-limit which is easily recognised though not easily defined. Quaint old Brathwait discourses learnedly on this point : — ‘ Reproofe touching Apparell may be occasioned when any one weareth Apparell above their degree, exceeding their estate in precious attire. Whence it is that Gregory saith : There bee some who are of opinion that the weare of precious or sump- tuous Apparel is no sinne ; which, if it were no fault, the Divine Word would never have so punctually expressed, nor historically related, how the Rich Man, who was tormented in hell, was cloathed with Purple and Silke. . . . The second point reprehensible is, Softnesse or Delicacy of Apparell : Soft Cloathes introduce soft mindes. Delicacy in the habit begets an effeminacy in the heart. . . . The third thing reproveable is, Forraine Fashions : when we desire nothing more than to bring in some Outlandish habit different from our owne ; in which respect (so Apishly-anticke is man) it becomes more affected than our owne. . . . The fourth thing reproveable is. Superfluity of Apparell, expressed in these three particulars : first, in those who have divers changes and suits of Cloathes ; who had rather have their garments eaten by moaths, than they 3hould coyer the poore members of Christ . . . Secondly, wee 176 ETIQUETTE OF DRESS. are to consider the Superfluity of such [women] who will have long garments purposely to seem greater ; yet, which of these can adde one cubit to her stature ? This put me in remem- brance of a conceited story which I have sometimes heard, of a diminutive Gentleman who, demanding of his Taylor what yards of Sattin would make him a suite, being answered farre short in number of what hee expected, with great indignation replied : Such an one of the Guard, to my knowledge, had thrice as much for a suite, and I will second him/’ Which his Taylor, with small importunacy, condescended to, making a Gar- gantua’s suite for this Ounce of man’s flesh, reserving to him- selfe a large portion of shreads, purposely to forme a fitter proportion for his Ganemede [Ganymede]’s shape. . . . The third Superfluity ariseth from their vanity who take delight in wearing great sleeves, misshapen Elephantine bodies, traines sweeping the earth, with huge poakes to shroud their phan- tasticke heads.’ As to the etiquette of dress, it is very simple; morning costume should be worn (by gentlemen) up till four in the afternoon; for full-dress matinees, concerts, ‘at homes,’ dinner parties, and balls, evening dress; that is, black dress-coat, w'aist- coat, and trousers, with white necktie. White waistcoats now are seldom worn, except by waiters. Let your clothes be of the best material and well-cut ; economy as well as good taste confirms this recommendation. But it is in the quality (and quantity) of your linen that you can best show your appreciation of ‘the Beautiful and True.’ Do not wear shirts at 425*. per dozen unless you are obliged ; let your collars, handkerchiefs, socks, under-garments, all be of good make and shape. .Re- member, too, that a gentleman is known by his boots ; your ‘ snob ’ may put himself into a Poole’s coat, but his awkward feet can never be inserted in a decent pair of boots. Don’t affect singularity ; let your head-covering resemble as nearly as possible that of other men, and, for goodness’ sake, don’t wear any garments brought out by advertising tailors and hosiers, and ticketed the Ajax scarf, or the Agamemnon necktie. Do not indulge in violent colours; let your walking-dress be a ‘ quiet ’ tweed of uniform shade, with a tie of neutral tint and a black hat. If you carry an umbrella, let it be one fit to hold over a lady’s head in a shower of rain, with a neat, light handle simply ornamented. If you carry a stick, eschew the monstrosi-. LADIES^ DRESS, i?7 ties in which ’Arry and Bob delight \ but on the other hand avoid the pitiful abortion of a school which distinguishes itself by aping simultaneously dandyism and decrepitude. If you are going to pay visits doff your tweed walking-coat or jacket, and don a neat frock-coat, which may be either black or a black- blue. Your gloves, of course, will fit you like your skin ; the best kid, of a colour to suit your clothes. As you are a gentle- man, you will not be desirous of being mistaken for a groom, and therefore will not dress like one. Something must be said, I suppose, about ladies’ dress, but it is a subject which I, as a member of the stronger sex, approach with the utmost deference, if not with some mis- giving. It is so comprehensive, so various, so complex. It has, too, a technology of its own which no man, unless he be a Worth, can pretend to have mastered. A page of a ‘ Fashion Book will puzzle him more than a chorus of ^schylus !’ And, besides, its changes are so sudden and so incomprehensible ] at one time the feminine skirt is expanded like a balloon, at another it is compressed and confined like a sack. At one time the bodice is worn high and close about the neck, at another it is as free and liberal as Nora Creina’s. There is the gown of the present day; I do not think Mrs. Oliphant has criticised it a jot too severely, and I intend to quote her criticism. But who knows ? By the time this book is in the reader’s hands it may have been discarded, and the female form divine may once more be enclosed in an ample ring-fence of crinoline. Here, however, is Mrs. Oliphant’s diatribe, which I quote because, being written by a lady and a lady of un- doubted culture, it cannot be ignored on the ground that it springs from masculine incompetency : ‘ Instead of flowing as a long skirt ought to do, it is pain- fully bound in across the body like the swaddling-clothes which are so pernicious to infants ; but worse than these, for no swaddling-clothes that were ever invented confined the limbs ; and the bondage of this dress at times reaches, or is said to reach, the extravagance of preventing movement altogether, so that a lady in full dress can hardly walk, can with difficulty get upstairs, and cannot by any possibility sit down. We think it proper to add that this is said to be the case. We have never had the bad fortune to see an actual example which had attained this climax of impossibility. All excessive fashions, 12 178 A DIATRIBE AGAINST BLOOMER ISM, however, belong to a small class; and the great majority of womankind (as of mankind) are blamed for sins and absurdities | committed by the few, and of which the many are entirely \ innocent ; so that we do not presume to deny the fact so * generally insisted upon. But the general approach. to such a state of affairs is more dangerous than one extreme instance of , extravagance now and then. We have never seen a lady who : could not sit down, but we have seen many with, as the poet describes, “ two shy knees tied in a single trouser,^’ and the trouser itself so tightly strained that even the slim person of a girl was pulled into unnecessary protuberances. This is so far from being a pleasant spectacle that we cannot wonder at the bitterness of the criticism it has called forth. The effect upon elderly women whose persons are neither slim nor small is proportionately terrible.' If a male creature may be allowed to offer an opinion, I would say that the so-called Princesse dress was the grace- fullest and most becoming outer garment for women intro- duced within the Victorian period. It was elegant in itself, and it ‘ became ' everybody who wore it — the slender shaped girl and the buxom matron, always provided the latter allowed it a certain flowingness of outline and amplitude of scope. With such a dress as the Princesse I think ladies are well provided. For walking, however, they need a shorter skirt, reaching just to the ankle. With a skirt so shortened, they obtain all necessary freedom of movement, and are not called upon to envy their Turkish sisters — who, by the way, seldom walk at all — or to covet the baggy trousers invented by Mrs. Bloomer. I, for one, deny the superior grace or becomingness of the Turkish or Bloomer costume, which I believe to be in favour only with eccentrics, or with simple- minded females who have never seen it ‘ in real life.' Sure am I that critics of my own sex would give an unanimous vote in favour of the Princesse as opposed to the Oriental- American creation ! Ladies of England, stick to that simple, flowing, decorous garment, which you have inherited from northern ancestresses; a garment which, when properly designed, is equally adapted for young and old, for Pharaoh's lean kine and Pharaoh's fat kine, for maid and matron, grand-daughter and grandmother ; a garment which follows the general lines of the figure with sufficient closeness, while never hazarding THE GRACE OF SIMPLICITY IN DRESS. 179 too plain an indication ; a garment which, with its tight-fitting bodice and graceful skirt, is probably as near perfection as it is possible for female humanity to attain ! As to the general character of a lady’s dress, I suppose nothing more can be said than was said so finely and concisely by Ben Jonson more than three centuries ago; for though the fashions of dress may change, the principles which should regulate it are immutable : — ‘ Still to be neat, still to be drest As you were going to a feast ; Still to be powdered, still perfumed : Lady, it is to be presumed. Though art’s hid causes are not found. All is not sweet, all is not sound. Give me a look, give me a face That makes simplicity a grace ; Robes loosely flowing, hair as free ; Such sweet neglect more taketh me Than all th’ adulteries of art : They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.’ The grace of simplicity is not sufficiently studied by some of our leaders of fashion. On the contrary, they seem bent on challenging one another to a competition in extravagant osten- tation, and not only cross the boundaries of simplicity, but even of modesty. Happily there are still thousands of English ladies who are not infected by this vicious love of luxury and show, who do not covet the distinction of being noticed in Society-papers or of attracting the attention of a crowd at public entertainments, who shun the meretricious honour of appearing in shop-windows photographed in a curious variety of dress and attitude. To dress for one's family circle — for one’s parents, one’s husband, one’s lover, one’s friends — to dress so that she shall please but not surprise, is all that a true woman will aim at. Nor will she adhere slavishly to the prevailing mode. She will not carry her individuality to eccen- tricity, but she will individualise the fashion, adapting it to her personal requirements, and restraining it within graceful and gracious limits. In some recent advice by Ruskin she will find much to meet her approval, as in all advice that is based on good sense and moderation. ‘ Dress,’ says Ruskin, ‘ as plainly as your parents will allow you, but in bright (if not glaring) colours (if they become you), and in the best materials ; that is to say, in those that will 12 — 2 i8o GENERAL DIRECTIONS ABOUT LADIES^ DRESS. wear longest. When you are really in want of a new dress, buy it (or make it) in the fashion ; but never quit an old one merely because it has become unfashionable. And if the fashion be costly, you must not follow it. You may wear broad stripes or narrow, light colours or dark, short petticoats or long (in moderation), as the public wish you ; but you must not buy yards of useless stuff to make a knot or a flounce of, nor drag them behind you over the ground. And your walking- dress must never touch the ground at all. I have lost much of the faith I once had in the common-sense and personal delicacy of the present race of average Englishwomen by seeing how they will allow their dresses to sweep the streets, as if it is the fashion to be scavengers. If you can afford it, get your dresses made by a good dressmaker, with utmost attainable precision and perfection.^ Your dresses should be made ‘ to fit,’ not only as a matter of personal adornment (which, however, is by no means to be neglected), but because ill-fitting dresses provoke comment and draw attention; and it should be a lady’s object to avoid everything that savours of publicity. For the same reason if it be well to follow the fashion, it must be done modestly, and without unnecessary outlay. I say, unnecessary outlay, because one of the great vices of English society at the present day is its extravagance, and women’s extravagance is mainly shown in their dress, often with sad consequences to their hus- bands and themselves ; with loss of self-respect, domestic peace, and even honour. Your dresses should be made ‘to fit;’ but while neatness should govern your costume in all its parts, do not fall into the opposite extreme of rigid preciseness. I have seen ladies so tied and laced and pinned up as to convey the impression that if they moved the wondrous structure would perforce fall to pieces. I have seen others with every ribbon and flounce and furbelow so carefully arranged that you would think they had been working out Euclid’s propositions in their silks and satins. Give Nature room to breathe and move. Relieve the formal regularity of your attire by the flow of a ribbon or the graceful lines of a bit of prudent lace. With Herrick I am inclined to say ; ‘ A sweet disorder in the dress Kindles in clothes a wantonness ; ABOUT COLOURS IN DRESS. i8i A lawn about the shoulders thrown Into a fine distraction ; An erring lace, which here and there Enthrals the crimson stomacher ; A cuff neglected, and thereby Ribbons to flow confusedly ; A winning wave, deserving note, In the tempestuous petticoat ; A careless shoe-string, in whose tie I see a wild civility ; — Do more bewitch me, than when art Is too precise in every part.’ In the masculine dress there is little or no opportunity for a contrast or harmonious combination of colours ; but this is a feature of the art of dressing which ladies will do well to study. The costliest materials will fail to produce an agreeable impres- sion unless their colours have been carefully blended. Let us enter therefore into a few details. Colours are divided into three classes : that is, simple or uncompounded : — red, blue, yellow. Seco7idary, binary or compound colours, each of which is formed by the mixture of equal parts of two of the primaries : — purple (red and blue) ; green (yellow and blue) ; orange (red and yellow). And tadiary\ binary or mixed colours, formed by the mixture of equal parts of two of the secondaries : — olive (purple and green) ; citrine (orange and green) ; russet (orange and purple). The neutral colours are the greys, browns, slates, drabs, and the like. There is yet another division : make a splash of blue paint on a white ground, fix the eye steadily upon it for a minute or so, and then turn to the white, and you will see thereon a faint image of the splash, but the colour will be orange. The colour of any image or reflection of a primary is always that of the secondary; and thus, as the colour of the object added to the colour of the reflection makes up the colours of a ray of white light, the colour of the reflection is called compkfnentm'y , In other words, the complementary colour of any primary is the compound of the two other primaries. Primitive Colours, Complementary Colours, Red, Blue, Yellow. Green, Orange, Purple. Colours are also divided into warm (yellow, orange, red, brown) ; and cold (olive, green, blue). Black and white, which, i 82 HARMONY OF COLOUR. scientifically speaking, are not colours, become warm or cold according to their position. Tones are the different degrees of intensity of which a colour is susceptible according to the admixture of white or black; but these are sometimes called tints.^ when mixed with white, and shades^ when mixed with black. Hues are the ‘ brightnesses ’ produced by the mixture of two or more colours. The object to be aimed at in dress is to secure a perfect harmony of colour. For this purpose, we must take one colour as the motive or basis of our dress, and work upon its varieties. To begin with red : this, as the predominant colour of a dress, could be worn by very few, but its numerous varieties are deservedly popular. Scarlet, for instance, is used to light up the neutral colours ; it also harmonises well with white. Crimson requires white to soften it, or may be com.- bined with blue and gold, or with purple and green. Claret agrees with gold or orange. So does maroon, which may also be used with green. Magenta is best set off by black. Cerise will attune with lilac, silver grey, pale lavender, or may be heightened by a dexterous use of gold and scarlet. As for pink, its delicacy renders it unsuitable for any but the most delicate complexions. The only decorations it will bear are in black or white or silver grey. Blue is suitable to most persons, but should be softened by white when it comes in juxtaposition with the skin. How it looks when it stands alone may be seen in Gainsborough’s famous pic- ture of ‘ The Blue Boy.’ It harmonises with its complementary, orange ; but fire and water are not more discordant than blue and yellow. We can also combine blue with a warm brown, crimson, and gold, or with black and purple. Light blue is a trying colour, and by gaslight turns to pale green. When worn, it should be treated abundantly with white, or with grey or drab. Yellonu is sometimes effective with brunettes. Black goes well with it. But amber or orange is preferable ; the former, especially, makes a handsome picture, as you may see in some of Titian’s masterpieces. Primrose is fainter and more deli- cate ; and may be treated with purple or cerise. A tall figure, inclined to paleness, may wear orange and black, or orange and purple. Green is another difficult colour under gaslight, but may be TO TREAT DIFFERENT COLOURS, 183 worn in the day with combinations of white and scarlet. For evening attire, it should be relieved with gold. Light green may be used with white, or brown, or dark green. Dark green is a favourite with the old painters, but requires to be relieved with white, and treated for colour with a little crimson. Purple is the regal colour, and the purpureum lunar is the glory of the poets. It may be embellished with gold or orange, or a little amber, or even scarlet. White should be used to relieve it. Mauve, a new and popular variety, combines with cerise, white, and gold. For slight mourning it may be treated with black and white. Lavender, for half-mourning, requires black. Grey, as a neutral colour, is generally useful and widely popular. You will remember that the wife of ‘John Halifax, Gentleman,’ always chose a rich soft grey for her principal dress. It may be enriched with bright colours, even scarlet or crimson, or treated with quiet tints. Drab and Fawn are neutral colours, like grey, but some- what warmer. They are susceptible of very various treat- ment, and may be heightened or toned down according to the wearer’s fancy. Brown is a good useful colour, which may be relieved by scarlet or dark blue or a touch of crimson. Charlotte Bronte represents her heroine, Caroline Helstone, on one occasion, as dressed ‘ in merino, the same soft shade of brown as her hair. The little collar round her neck lay over a pink ribbon, and was fastened with a pink knot.’ Black, when not worn as mourning, may be treated with crimson or white or a deep rich yellow. It is a colour almost always becoming and appropriate, gives dignity to a petite figure, and enhances the mien and bearing of a stately one. George Eliot says of Gwendolen, that ‘ in her black silk, cut square about the round white pillar of her throat, a black band fastening her hair which streamed backwards in smooth silky abundance, she seemed more queenly than usual.’ White, the colour of virgins and brides, is equally suitable for morning and evening dress ; only the material will be different. White muslin or any kind of white cloth may be trimmed with scarlet, magenta, cerise, dark green, dark blue ; white silk or satin, with pink or pale green or azure. To refer again to Gwendolen. At the archery fete she wore white cashmere, with a^ touch of pale green to suit her complexion. White 1 84 THE RIGHT DRESS AT THE RIGHT TIME, tulle and tarlatan may be wornr over skirts of almost any colour. A word or two as to the right kind of dress to be worn at the right time. At dinner, a lady may wear blue, silver grey, maize, lavender, black, and even pale green ; the material should be silk, satin, or velvet ; the trimmings of Brussels, Mechlin, or Maltese lace. For jewellery, pearls may be freely used; or emeralds or diamonds as a brooch or neck ornament. Flowers are a favourite ^ garnish.' At a ball, the dress may be of satin, tulle, tarlatan : white tulle over white silk, or white tulle over pink silk, being an appropriate combination for the young. The hair should be coiffured with real flowers. There should be little jewellery. Married ladies may venture on richer and more elaborate costumes ; the young should trust to their youth and beauty. Court dress is thus described by an authority of good repute : It consists, first, of an entire dress, generally made of some plain but costly silk (occasionally, of velvet). The dress, therefore, forms an important part ; next comes the petticoat, usually of some lighter material ; and, lastly, the train. The dress is always made low, and is now generally cut square ; the bodice is trimmed to correspond with the petti- coat and the train. The petticoat may be of tulle or Brussels or Honiton lace, and is often looped up with flowers. The train is of the richest material of the whole dress. For- merly it was often of satin and is still, but the favourite mate- rial is moire or glace silk. It fastens half round the waist, and is about three yards long and wide in proportion. All round it is trimmed with lace in festoons or along the hem, with bunches of flowers at intervals, and is usually lined with white silk. The petticoat is ornamented with the same lace as the train : sometimes in flounces, sometimes in puffings or honffons of tulle, and sometimes en tabliei^ that is, down either side. The bodice and sleeves are made to correspond exactly with the train and petticoat. COURT DRESS AND WEDDING-DRESS. 185 The head-dress consists of feathers, and comprises a lappet of lace depending from either side of the head down almost to the tip of the bodice. Diamonds or pearls, or other jewels, may flash amid the hair, and similar ornaments may gleam on the bodice round the neck and arms. The shoes should be of white satin, and trimmed d la mode. The fan should be strictly a dress fan, the gloves should button high above the wrist. I transcribe from various sources a few descriptions of dresses actually worn at recent fashionable assemblies, in the belief that these will afford more direct instruction to my readers than any amount of general comment: ‘ At Balls a great many white dresses are simply trimmed with coloured ribbons and flowers, foulard, faille, and satin in light colours, such as pale blue, pink straw, and Ophelia, the new shade, like a pink-tinted mauve, and are worn with white tulle and silk muslin overskirts.’ At a Wedding I read of ‘ one lady in dark-green velvet, with a large bunch of crimson roses fastened on the shoulder of another, ‘ in violet silk another, ^ in a soft pale shade of lavender, and daruask roses in her bonnet of another, ‘ in sapphire velvet and old point yet another, ‘ in chocolate and cream another, ‘ in gold and wine colour and another, ‘ in salmon and ruby brocade, with bronze velvet’ At a Ball : — ‘ White and gold brocade, with skirt of white satin, and a gorgeous coronet of diamonds.’ . . . ‘Cream satin.’ ‘ Pompadour satin, with a crimson scarf arranged round the head.’ ... ‘A black dress trimmed with jet, with a profusion of flowers.’ . . . ‘Black velvet trimmed with magnificent old lace.’ At Ascot : — ‘ A wonderful dress of white brocaded velvet, worn with a bonnet of real flowers.’ . . . ‘ A white satin dress embroidered with black chenille and trimmed with a heavy fringe of white chenille and jet’ . . . ‘ A dress of some soft kind of semi-transparent stuff in a pale shade of primrose. The very large straw hat was trimmed with real roses. More roses on the dress and parasol.’ . . . ‘ A ruff of coffee-coloured lace, in which nestles a garland of Marshal Niel roses ; a tightly-fitting dress of velvet of the exact tint of the roses ; a scarlet parasol, overshadowing a little crimped satin bonnet with more roses.’ i86 DRESS FOR SPECIAL OCCASIONS, At a Wedding: — ‘A dark claret velvet embroidered with gold, and a heliotrope velvet with coffee lace and yellow roses.’ At Hiirlingham : — ^For the most part the dresses were both becoming and pretty, a preference being shown for such pale tints as cream colour, primrose, and blush-rose pink, a shade that is almost white, but with a delicious warm hue thrown over it, silver grey, and maize. Heliotrope colour appears to have taken a new lease of popular favour. Quite a fourth of the costumes,” says a Society journal, “ had some mixture of this tint, if not consisting entirely of it. An olive-green velvet dress of a pale shade opened over a petticoat of gathered helio- trope satin. The bonnet was made of heliotrope blooms and pansies in various shades of mauve and violet, with pale sage- green leaves ; and the parasol was of heliotrope satin, em- broidered with heliotrope flowers and pansies in chenille, a material that gave a velvety softness to the embroidery.” ’ At a State Coricert : — ‘The Princess of Wales wore myrtle- green velvet and satin ; and Princess Christian violet brocade and mauve satin trimmed with lace ; the Duchess of Connaught, cream-coloured satin trimmed with brown lace ; the Duchess of Teck, dark-blue velvet and satin ; the Duchess of Marl- borough, brocaded Irish poplin ; and the Duchess of West- minster, sky-blue satin, with jacket of lace, and an immense bouquet of red roses. Lady Grosvenor was in white and silver.’ At a Garden Party : — ‘ Olive-coloured satin shot with pale blue, waistcoat of the latter colour, and bonnet of olive . ‘grey satin, with fichu and trimmings of Indian muslin, and grey satin bonnet with white feather ‘ black and gold . . . ‘dark-blue velvet;’ . . . ‘white silk with black trim- mings.’ In dress, as in all other things, I repeat that the error mainly to be avoided is exaggeration. It is pitiful to see how many there are whose constant object appears to be to push the fashion to an extreme, who are never satisfied unless all eyes are drawn upon them by their prononce and outrageous costume. Startling contrasts of colour and wild eccentricities of shape are what their souls delight in. They lie in wait, as it were, for something new, and whenever it appears hoist the signal of innovation without giving any thought to its fitness or elegance, its con- DJ^£SS ACCORDING TO AGE. 187 veniency or grace. This ostentation of waywardness is quite inexcusable in the young, because youth is in itself a charm and always looks best when undisguised in its fair simplicity. The sweet freshness and beautiful purity of youth needs no adventitious embellishment ; like the poet’s Pyrrha, it is sim- plex munditiis. ‘ For dowagers and married women it is another story. They may have to repair the ravages of time, or to conceal imperfections which in youth are overlooked. But even they only make matters worse if they attract attention to themselves by the exaggerated use of any prevailing fashion. If it be easy for the young to dress well, because nothing comes amiss to them ; it is difficult for their elders to do so, who will not accept the fact that they are no longer young.’ There is a great art in being able to recognise one’s position, be it what it may. The sight of an old woman, wrinkled and grey, decked out in every colour of the rainbow and adorned with artificial flowers, affecting a youth which has slipped away from her long ago, is enough to make the observer sad ; while there is something attractive in the sight of one who does not care to fight against her age and infirmities, but who, dressing simply, soberly, and quietly, accepts gracefully the fact that she is old and can discern a blessing in the calm and hush of old age. But the worst exaggeration is that which leads society to imitate the demi-monde — which attires a pure young maiden in the style rendered notorious by some brazen adventuress. When fashion runs riot in the monstrous, the ugly, the inconvenient, it is possible for the cynic to laugh without much bitterness ; but when it indulges in the suggestive, in that trespassing on the bounds of indelicacy which is euphoniously designated ‘ fast,’ the laugh grows savage indeed, and he may be pardoned an outburst of indignation at the madness, the wickedness of such a procedure. To the pure all things are pure, in the sense that all their surroundings, all their motives, all their thoughts and feelings must be pure. CHAPTER VL THE ART OF CONVERSATION. ‘ The study of books is a languishing and feeble motion, that heats not, whereas conference teaches and exercises at once. ... I love stout expres- sions amongst brave men, and to have them speak as they think.’ — Thomas Fuller. Quotation from William Melmoth — Advantages of Interchange of Opinion — Dangers of Intellectual Isolation — Reciprocal Formation of Judgment — General Rules for the Use of Talkers — A Caution against Compliments — Avoid Calumny, Exaggeration, Ill-nature, Mis- representation — An Anecdote of a Good Listener — Conversation in Modern Society — An Apology for Ball-room Small Talk — The Art of Talking Platitudes well — Small Talk and very Small Talk — Casting Pearls before Swine is Unprofitable — Hints for Talkers in Miscellaneous Company — Frivolity and Vapidity of Ordinary Conversation — Dean Swift upon Conversation — Talking too Much — Talking of One’s Self — Repealing Old Jokes and Old Stories — Interrupting Others and being Interrupted — The Witty Element of Conversation and Small Talk — The Small Talker and the Dinner Table — Very Small Talk. — ■ The Age of the Great Talkers is Past — Luther, Scaliger, Perron, Menage — Lord Bacon as a Talker — Lord Bacon on Conversation — Ben Jonson, Selden, Dr. Johnson — Walpole, Chesterfield, and some other Great Talkers — Sydney Smith and the Charm of his Conversa- tion — A Warning against ‘ Talking Shop’ — Know when to be Silent — Hannay on the Talk of To-day. HE art of conversation is one which boasts not only of a magnificent, but even of a sacred charter : ‘ Iron sharpeneth iron ; so a man sharpeneth the countenance of his friend.’ ^ As in water face answereth to face, so the heart of man to man.’ (Proverbs xxvii. 17, 19.) Thomas P'uller, who supplies the motto of this chapter, has some fine passages about conversation, as tending to correct prejudice and to dissipate the errors of opinion formed in THE FREE COMMUNICATION OF SENTIMENTS. 189 solitariness. Their sense is to a great extent embodied in a more modern and condensed form in a'^passage by William Melmoth, the translator of the Letters of the younger Pliny and the author of Letters 07 i Literary and M07M Subjects. ‘ It is with much pleasure/ writes Melmoth, ^ I look back at that philosophical week which I lately enjoyed; as there is no part, perhaps, of social life which affords more real satis- faction than those hours which one passes in rational and unreserved conversation. The free communication of senti- ments amongst a set of ingenious and speculative friends, such as those you gave me the opportunity of meeting, throws the mind into the most advantageous exercise, and shows the strength or weakness of its opinions with greater force of con- viction than any other method we can employ. ‘ That “it is not good for man to be alone,” is true in more ways of our species than one ; and society gives strength to our reason as well as polish to our manners. The soul, when left entirely to her own solitary contemplations, is insensibly drawn by a sort of constitutional bias, which gradually leads her opinions to the side of her inclinations. Hence it is that she contracts those peculiarities of reasoning, and little habits of thinking, which so often confirm her in the most fantastical errors ; but nothing is more likely to recover the mind from this false bent than the counter-warmth of impartial debate. Conversation opens our views and gives our faculties a more vigorous play ; it puts us on turning our notions on every side, and holds them up to a light that discovers those latent flaws which would probably have lain concealed in the gloom of unagitated abstraction. Accordingly, one may remark that most of those wild doctrines which have been let loose upon the world, have generally owed their birth to persons whose circumstances or dispositions have given them the fewest opportunities of canvassing their respective systems in the way of free and friendly debate. Had the authors of many an extravagant hypothesis discussed their principles in private circles, ere they had given vent to them in public, the observation of Varro had never, perhaps, been made (or never, at least, with so much justice), that “there is no opinion so absurd but has some philosopher or other to produce in its support.” ‘ Upon this principle I imagine it is that some of the finest 190 ART OF CONVERSATION. pieces of antiquity are written in the dialogue manner. Plato and Tully, it should seem, thought truth could never be examined with more advantage than amidst the amicable opposition of well-regulated converse.' It is not possible to teach an art of conversation. On the other hand, it is not difficult to lay down certain general rules, the observance of which must be held as indispensable to your success- as a conversationalist in Society — that is, as a talker who talks not to display his wit or acquirements, but to promote the comfort of the company in which he finds himself. 1. For example, you must avoid all elaborate discussion of political and religious subjects. Our differences on these points go very deep, and any debate which forces them on our con- sideration cannot fail to awaken permanent feelings of irritation and dislike. 2. However much in the right, you must yield with a good grace when you perceive that persistence in ventilating your opinions will result in open variance. 3. To talk politics in the presence of ladies is generally a proof that the talker is deficient in tact as well as in politeness. 4. The true spirit of conversation consists less in displaying one's own cleverness than in bringing out the cleverness of other people. The person who quits your company satisfied with himself and with what he has said, will assuredly be quite as satisfied with you. 5. To listen well is almost as indispensable as to talk well; and it is by the skill with which he listens that the man of hon ton and of good society is known. If you wish people to listen to you, you must listen to them, — a French writer adds, ‘ or seem to do so ;' but I cannot recommend any such insincerity or deception, which, moreover, I believe in the long-run will prove of no avail. 6. There is quite as much cleverness shown in listening well as in talking well. 7. Let not your patience give way when elderly people are garrulous. Respect old age, even when it twaddles : you your- self may live to require the indulgence which you are now recommended to exercise. 8. There are social Munchausens whose narratives make tremendous demands on your credulity. Do not express your belief in what you disbelieve, for that would be to utter a false- SOME GENERAL RULES FOR TALKERS, 191 hood j do not express an open dissent, for that would be to commit a rudeness. Take refuge in a courteous silence, and — change the subject. 9. I do not know that I need repeat the minute advice of the author of the ‘ Manuel du Bon Ton,’ that, when anyone is speaking, we should not yawn, or hum an air, or pick our teeth, or drum with our fingers on a piece of furniture, or whisper in a neighbour’s ear, or take a letter out of our pocket and read it, or look at our watch ; and yet the advice is not wholly un- necessary, for when a bore afflicts us it is difficult to avoid showing our boredness, and in our mood of disgust and weariness we almost unconsciously resort to various ways of relieving oui feelings at the expense of our politeness. But even this imper- tinence sinks into the shade before the rudeness of interrupting a speaker, even if it be to expose a fallacy or correct a matter of fact, or to suggest a word or phrase to help him out of a slough of hesitation. Be sure that he whom you interrupt will never forgive you. You may take away a man’s character, and the chances are he will pardon you j but if you wound his vanity, never ! 10. Do not give another, even if it be a better, version of a story already told by one of your companions. 11. Be careful how you distribute praise or blame to your neighbours ; some of those present will have their prejudices or partialities, which you will be sure to offend. 12. Speak of yourself as little as possible. If you speak in praise, you expose yourself to ridicule ; if you blame yourself, nobody will think you in earnest, and it will be assumed that you are seeking for compliments, or that you are affecting an Uriah Heap-like humility ; or, if your vanity be excused, it will be at the expense of your intelligence, — if you are not vain, you must be stupid. 13. Do not ‘ talk shop ;’ that is, unless specially requested, do not talk of your professional occupation, or private studies, or personal belongings ; neither of your house, nor your wife, your servant, your maid, nor your ox, nor your ass. Society will more easily forgive you for coveting your neighbour’s than for extolling your own. Obviously it is a work of supererogation ; for, if all that you have is all that you represent it to be, it will speak for itself ; and if it be not, your exaggerations will but direct the microscopic eye of criticism to its deficiencies. 192 SOME GENERAL RULES FOR TALKERS. 14. Do not pay compliments, unless you can do so with grace, and in such a manner that, though the person on whom the sweet flattery is bestowed recognise it as undeserved, he or she may still believe that on your part it is perfectly sincere. Dean Swift says, pithily : ‘ Nothing is so great an instance of ill- manners as flattery. If you flatter all the company, you please none ; if you flatter only one or two, you affront the rest.^ But an elegant compliment at an opportune moment, and spoken with an air of frankness, carries with it an irresistible charm. Thus Chateaubriand, when an old man, met Rachel, the tra- gedienne, then in the first flush of her fame. ‘ What a pity,’ he exclaimed, ‘to be obliged to die, when so much genius is making its appearance in the world !’ ‘ In some cases it may be so,’ answered Rachel ; ‘ but you know, sir, there are some who possess the privilege of immortality.’ That was a graceful turn of Sydney Smith’s, when the young lady asked him if he could not bring a certain pea to perfection. ‘ No,’ he said ; ‘ but,’ and he took her by the hand, ‘ I can bring perfection to the pea.’ If you can frame such elegant speeches as these, my dear sir, go on and prosper ; but, I pray you, remember that an awkward compliment is next of kin to an open insult. 15. In a stormy discussion, do not commit yourself to either side — in medio tutissimus ibis. I need hardly observe, that if everybody acted on this golden rule, there would be no stormy discussions, to the great advantage of Society. Truth lies in a well, I suppose, because it is always calm down there 1 16. Gesticulate as little as you can while speaking, lest you should be mistaken for a bad actor. Some people spread out their fingers like fans ; others point them at you menacingly, like so many darts ; this man emphasizes his speech by bringing down one unfortunate hand into the palm of the other ; that man nods his head like a child’s toy figure, and carries his arm up and down like a pump-handle. Oh, reform it altogether. 17. In a general conversation, never attempt to joke with your superiors. 18. Never make fun (as it is called) out of personal defects. Think of the children who mocked at Elijah. ‘ Go up, thou bald head, go.’ 19. No gentleman uses an oath at anytime; nor will he sprinkle his conversation with equivoques.^ indelicate allusions, or double ente^idres. Remember St. Paul’s caution : ‘ Let no DO Mot TALk TOO MUCH, 193 corrupt communication proceed out of your mouth/ If a man let down his bucket into a well, and bring up dirty water, we know what must be at the bottom. 20. If not through goodness of heart, at least through pru- dence, abstain from any remark coloured by exaggeration, calumny, ill-nature, misrepresentation. Do not speak in epi- grams. You cannot say a smart thing of any person without being offensive. Douglas Jerrold was a great wit, but he was a man of singular rudeness, and no doubt made many enemies. When a member of his club, hearing a favourite air mentioned, exclaimed : ‘ That always carries me away when I hear it,’ Jerrold retorted: ‘Can nobody whistle it?’ This was very funny, but it was not very courteous. On another occasion, a gentleman, in a railway carriage, was descanting on the beauties of Nature. ‘ In reading in the fields,’ he said, ‘ sometimes a cow comes and bends its head over me. I look up benignantly at it.’ ‘With a filial smile,’ said Jerrold. Even if such im- pertinences be forgiven in a wit, they will not be forgiven in persons who are not witty but only ill-natured. 21. Lastly, do not talk too iimch. Even the listeners and admirers who gathered round Macaulay longed occasionally for ‘ flashes of silence ;’ and with inferior conversationalists the desire for some interruption of the flow of talk becomes infinitely stronger. Oh the misery of it when some inordinate gossip gets you by the button-hole and drums away at your aching tympanum with an incessant crash of prattle ! It is a flood, resistless, overwhelming ! You feel as if drowned in it^ at first you struggle, and gasp, and clutch at this reed and at that, but in vain — the waters continue to rise until you are overwhelmed. A good story is told of a certain clever lady of fashion, who was one of those relentless and irresistible conver- sationalists. Some unkind friends, resolved to compensate themselves for their sufferings by mercilessly exposing her, asked permission to introduce to her notice a young gentleman of unusual ability. She consented, and very graciously received him ; but before he had time to open his mouth she launched into the stream of talk, discussing all kinds of topics, and pelting him with volleys of questions to which she allowed him no opportunity of making a reply. At last the gentleman moved, and took leave. ‘ Well, what do you think of him ?’ inquired his introducers. 13 194 INFLUENCES UNFAVOURABLE TO CONVERSATION. ^ A very agreeable man, and most intelligent ; it is long since I have met anyone so thoroughly well informed.' ‘ Your judgment is quite correct,' was the reply. ‘ Poor fellow ! he has only one fault, or rather misfortune. 'Tis sad that one so agreeable and well-informed should be — deaf and dumb !' It cannot be said that Society affords many opportunities for conversation, properly so-called. Nowadays, amusements are so many that our time is cut up into a number of little pieces, not one of which allows of the feast of reason and the flow of soul. A Sydney Smith or a Macaulay, a Curran or Erskine, would have been puzzled to begin or carry on any intellectual fencing in the brief space allowed to a matinee or a kettledrum, a picnic or a garden-party. There is time, perhaps, for a little persiflage, a repartee or two, a gay allusion, a veiled com- pliment, but not for any grave and serious discussion of any great and serious topic. So I fear that the race of Great Talkers is dying out, and conversation becoming more and more the property of the flaneur and the flirt. Would it were otherwise — but in London Society the obvious tendency is to reduce conversation to something as unsubstantial and vague as the melting snow-flake. Of course, there are times when what may be termed full-bodied conversation would be as much out of place as full-bodied port — when light airy talk befits the situa- tion and supplies the want. While you and your partner are waiting your turn in the quadrille you can hardly be expected to discuss mysteries as grave as those which the Archangel Gabriel discussed with Adam. While driving down to Rich- mond with Laura and Kate, a dissertation on the English system of Land-tenure may be fairly considered out of place. When helping a pretty girl up the rocks at Tunbridge Wells, I am not prepared to deliver a lecture on Esthetics. The uni- versal fitness of things would be outraged by such conversa- tional monstrosities. A great deal is said about the inanity of Ball-room conver- sation j and I am not inclined to defend it. Indeed, I am certainly of opinion that a couple of liberally well-educated persons should be able to say something moderately sensible to one another ; but it should not be forgotten that the difficul- ties are many which lie in the way of holding any intelligent connected discussion at all in ordinary ball-rooms, during the BALL-ROOM PLATITUDES, 195 periods of the waltz and the intricacies of the quadrille. ^ In the first place/ as a recent writer observes, ‘ two people are introduced to each other who have never met before, and, it is very likely, will never meet again. Under the hopeless con- ditions of heat, rapid exercise, excitement, and often fatigue as well, these two are thrown together into a sort of public tHe-a- tete, neither having the smallest clue to the tone of the other’s, mind, and neither possessing, as far as they know, any ideas in common. Is it worth while trying to find kindred topics for the ten minutes or quarter of an hour that their companionship lasts ? Surely the mental exertion is too great, and it is scarcely surprising that, under circumstances so unfavourable to con- versation in its higher sense, ball-goers should save themselves trouble by falling back upon “ stock subjects,’' should reiterate platitudes night after night, and ‘Uock-up” their intellectual abilities.' What ball-goers want is the art of treating platitudes with grace and freshness, just as a skilful cook converts the com- monest materials into piquant dishes. It should not be impos- sible for a well-educated young Englishman to entertain his partner ‘ for ten minutes or a quarter of an hour ’ — not with the higher conversation, but with lively and pertinent remarks 0.1 the topics of the season. Surely it is not necessary that hi should degenerate into meaningless babble about ‘ Shakespeare and the musical glasses.' And his partner may reasonably be expected to assist him by the vivacity and good sense of her replies. Unfortunately, the English demoiselle spirituelle is too often given to mistake sauciness for wit : as in Punches sketch, where a shy young man is overwhelmed by one of these irre- pressibles, who demands of him : ‘Pray, sir, have you no con- versation?' — a question which would make any reply almost impossible. The writer already quoted observes, with much good sense, that society is, and always must be, to a certain extent, frivo- lous. It is intended for recreation, not for work ; for relaxa- tion, not for fresh application; it is the playground of civilisation, where a great deal of what children call ‘make-believe' neces- sarily goes on ; where all of us are more or less distinctly acting parts, and hiding our real selves under a fanciful mask. It is hardly to be expected, therefore, that a very elevated conversa- tional standard will either be aimed at or sustained. And while 13—2 196 SMALL TALK. young men remain what they are, I think it may be taken for granted that a lady’s success in the ball-room will depend more on her good looks, grace of manner, and pleasantness of speech, than on her intellectual powers or conversational gifts. A pair of bright eyes will outshine the highest mental endowments ; now, as ever, young Paris gives the golden apple to the fairer, to Aphrodite and not to Pallas — detiir piilchriori. ’Tis pity it is true, perhaps ; and yet, after all, we do not all of us go to the ball- room to seek a wife, a partner for life, but a partner for waltz or quadrille ; and a good dancer, for the nonce, is of more value to us than a female wrangler. There is no reason, indeed, why Pallas should not assume the graces of Aphrodite — why the female wrangler should not dance like a sylph ; but until this consummation is arrived at, sylphs will be more popular than wranglers in ball-rooms, and the conversation will not rise above the sylph-level ! The basis of all ordinary social conversation must necessarily be small talk : that is, it must, to a great extent, be talk upon small subjects. We cannot expect to find at a dinner-party, or an ‘ at home,’ a group of people competent, at a moment’s notice, to discuss the great subjects of human thought and speculation ; to investigate scientific problems ; or to inquire into those mutations of peoples and governments which make up the record of history. When Tennyson invited Frederick Denison Maurice to his island home, for the enjoyment of honest talk and wholesome wine, he set before the expected guest a varied and attractive bill of fare. The great wants of the day were not to be forgotten, ‘ Whether war’s avenging rod Should lash all Europe into blood nor important social questions . . . ‘ How best to help the slender store, How mend the dwellings of the poor ; How gain in life, as life advances. Valour and charity more and more.’ But then, these were not for the entertainment of a miscel- laneous company of guests ; they were reserved for two con- genial spirits, the poet and his friend, whose minds and hearts were linked together by common interests and sympathies. You may probably remember Dr. Johnson’s hints upon con- versation — which no one was better able to throw out than the DR. JOHNS ON^S HINTS UPON CONVERSATION. 197 greatest talker of his time — and you will know that in our social gatherings they can seldom be reduced to practice. We are to choose a conversational style proper to the company. . . Heaven help us when that company consists of young men of the crutch and toothpick school, old men who borrow their ideas from their favourite daily papers, and ^ the milky rabble of womankind T . . . The scholastic we are to use only in a select company of learned men. The didactic is to be seldom employed, and only by judicious aged persons, or those who are eminent (who is to decide their eminence?) for piety and wisdom. No style, we are assured, is more extensively acceptable than the narra- tive, because this does not carry an air of superiority over the rest of the company, and therefore is most likely to please them ; for this purpose we should store our memory with short anec- dotes and entertaining pieces of history. Almost everyone, says Johnson, listens with eagerness to extemporary history. ‘Vanity often co-operates with curiosity, for he that is a hearer in one place, wishes to qualify himself to be a principal speaker in some inferior company, and therefore more attention is given to narrations than anything else in conversation.’ It may pro- bably be thought that a succession of ‘ narrations ’ will hardly tend to exhilarate a company ; but pleasure is not favourable to any effort in the direction of enlightenment. It is true, he admits, that sallies of wit and quick replies are very pleasing in con- versation, but they frequently tend to raise envy in some of the company. And then, he adds, the narrative way neither raises this, nor any other evil passion, but keeps all the com- pany nearly upon an equality, and if judiciously managed, will at once entertain and improve them all. No doubt it would require to be ‘judiciously managed;’ but I imagine that the most judicious management would fail to make it acceptable to the ‘ company ’ we nowadays meet with at our social entertainments. In truth, what is said of the decline of letter-writing is true of the art of con- versation. That art is fast dying out. The age of Great Talk has been succeeded by that of Small Talk. There is no time, as I have already pointed out, for the ex- hibition of conversational powers even if we possessed them. We are hurried to three or four parties in a night ; and the numbers gathered at each makes general con- versation impossible. We are forced to fall back upon our TRIFLING TALK UPON TRIFLES. neighbours — Sir Bashford Ruggles, a retired stockbroker, knighted because he presented a loyal address from some City Company, or Miss Cimabue Brown, who breathes nothing but Milies and languor,’ and lives in a kind of mild aesthetic dream. It is to be observed that conversation will always sink to the average level of the company. You will soon find yourself delivering a monologue if you rise above the usual tone of thought and feeling of your companions. I wish it were otherwise. It is my belief that few persons realise the entire vapidity and feebleness of the conversation in which day after day, and night after night, they take a part ; and I feel sure they would be surprised, and I hope ashamed, if a shorthand writer’s faithful transcript of it could be brought before them. Let them ask themselves whether, next morning, they can remember that one wise or witty thing has been said, one great truth enforced or illustrated, one generous sentiment uttered. Two or three hundred people meet together at a reception, and the collision of their wits does not strike out a single spark ! A dozen pairs of educated persons assemble round a friend’s ‘ hospitable board,’ and are thrown into con- tact for two or three hours, and what is the result of it? No doubt, there are exceptions ; no doubt, conversation still lingers in some small and select circles — in artistic and literary gatherings ; but I am speaking of society generally, and I venture to say that the conversation of society is as silly as it is dull ; that it seldom rises even to the standard of the dialogue in the Robertsonian drama. This might easily be altered, if men and women would allow themselves to be more original. The majority of us, I am willing to believe, can discourse sensibly upon most subjects if we allow ourselves the chance. But society seems to have set the stamp of Fashion upon desultory and idle talk, so that to be a good talker is to earn the reputation of being an eccentric. Of late years, society has deliberately given itself up to the evil powers of Dulness and Folly; or when it ceases to be dull, it becomes indecorous. A hostess is more anxious to obtain the cheap notoriety of a paragraph in a Society journal, than to collect about her a group of friends capable of originating and sustaining an agreeable conversation. So she covers the walls of her reception-rooms with costly tapestries, or converts them into gigantic flower-shows, or fills them with women extrava- CONVERSATIONAL SOLOISTS, 199 gantly undressed, and ^ honest talk and wholesome wine ’ no longer enter into the category of pleasures to be sought after and provided. Dean Swift, with his keen eye for the foibles of his fellows, has put on record some faults in conversation that everybody who wishes to talk and talk well should make it his business to avoid. He justly condemns the folly of talking too much. No one man in a company has any right to predominate in length and frequency of speech, any more than one player in an orchestra has a right to convert the performance into a solo: The most effective music is that in which each instrument has its proper share. And then these soloists are generally so wearisome ! How they wander from the main subject ; how they double back upon their old track ; how they strike out in this direction and in that only to plunge into a morass or be lost in a desert ; how they repeat the same thing, though as it was not v/orth saying at the outset, it is not made better by repetition ; and how they put down all interruption by the steady and irresistible flow of their platitudes ! But even if a man could talk like a Macaulay, he has no right to prevent others from talking. They have come not to hear a lecture, but to converse ; to talk as well as to listen ; to contribute as well as to receive. Still more wearisome is the talk of those who will only talk of themselves ; whose everlasting ‘ I ’ recurs in their speech as certainly as the head of Charles the First turned up in the speech of Mr. Dick. They deluge their hearers with the milk-and-water history of their sayings and doings from child- hood upwards ; and relate the annals of their diseases, with all the symptoms and attendant circumstances. To a talker of this sort, to have had the measles is a boon— the small-pox, an infinite delight ! He can make an hour’s soliloquy out of an attack of asthma; and a fit of cholera will carry him round a score of dinner-tables I Others, as the Dean remarks, are more dexterous, and with great art will lie on the watch to hook in their own praise : ‘ they will call a witness to re- member they always foretold what would happen in such a case, but none would believe them ; they advised such a man from the beginning, and told him the consequences just as they happened, but he would have his own way. Others make a vanity of telling their own faults ; they are the strangest men 200 SPECIAL TALKERS, ill the world : they cannot dissemble ; they own it is a folly ; they have lost abundance of advantages by it ; but if you would give them the world they cannot help it ; there is something in their nature that abhors insincerity and constraint, — with many other insufferable topics of the same altitude/ We should all of us wish to hear, I doubt not. Squire Hard- castle’s story about ‘ grouse in the gun-room, but when a man has only one story, and dins that story into your ears every time he button-holes you, you may be excused for finding it de trop. Variety is the life of conversation ; a good thing loses its good- ness on repetition, just as claret and olives pall upon the palate when they enter into our daily fare. The most successful talker is the man who has most to say that is sensible and entertaining on the greatest number of subjects. A specialist can never make a good conversationalist ; his mind runs always in the same groove, and cannot be got to run in any other. He is like the man who had learned to paint for the innkeepers a ‘red lion,’ and by constant practice had acquired some degree of skill in this direction. When invited by a patron to paint him an elephant, he refused, and only after much pressure could be persuaded to consent, even then qualifying his con- sent by the remark that he doubted whether, when the elephant was finished, it could be distinguished from a red lion, after all ! The specialist, in conversation, is always flourishing his ‘ red lion,’ and when he seems for a moment to turn to the ‘ elephant,’ you find, on examination, that it has still a good deal of the ‘ red lion’ about it. Swift comments upon two faults in conversation, which appear very different, yet spring from the same root, and are equally blameable : the first, an impatience to interrupt others ; and the second, a great uneasiness when we are ourselves inter- rupted. The chief objects of all conversation, whether con- versation proper or small talk, are to entertain and improve our companions, and in our own persons to be improved and enter- tained ; and if we steadily aim at these objects, we shall cer- tainly escape the two faults indicated by the Dean. If any man speak in company, we may suppose that he does it for the sake of his hearers, and not for his own ; so that common dis- cretion will teach him not to force their attention if they are unwilling to lend it, nor, on the other hand, to interrupt him * See ‘ She Stoops to Conquer.* WIT AND REPARTEE. 201 who is in possession, because that is in the grossest manner to indicate his conviction of his own superiority. ‘ There are some people/ says Swift, ‘ whose good manners will not suffer them to interrupt you ; but, what is almost as bad, they will discover abundance of impatience, and be upon the watch until you have done, because they have started some- thing in their own thoughts which they long to be delivered of. Meantime, they are so far from regarding what passes, that their imaginations are wholly turned upon what they have in re- serve, for fear it should slip out of their memory; and thus they confine their invention, which might otherwise range over a hundred things full as good, and that might be much more naturally introduced.^ I think that wit must be introduced into conversation with great reserve. Such a caution seems, however, little called for, considering the limited number of persons to whom it applies ; but there is a cheap form of wit which most ill-natured indi- viduals can plagiarise, and in a mixed company its effects are not seldom disagreeable. That is, the repartee, or smart answer, which assuredly does not turn away wrath ; the epi- grammatic impertinence which young speakers suppose to be wit. ‘ It now passes for raillery,’ says Swift, ^ to run a man down in discourse, to put him out of countenance, and make him ridiculous ; sometimes to expose the defects of his person or understanding ; on all which occasions he is obliged not to be angry, to avoid the imputation of not being able to take a jest. It is admirable to observe one who is dexterous at this art singling out a weak adversary, getting the laugh on his side, and then carrying all before him. The French, whence we borrow the word “ raillery,” have a quite different idea of the thing, and so had we in the politer ages of our fathers. Raillery was to say something that at first appeared a reproach or reflec- tion, but by some turn of wit, unexpected and surprising, ended always in a compliment, and to the advantage of the person it was addressed to. And, surely, one of the best rules in con- versation is, never to say a thing which any of the company can reasonably wish we had rather left unsaid ; nor can there anything be well more contrary to the ends for which people meet together, than to part unsatisfied with each other or themselves.’ This fatal kind of smartness, which all may master who have 202 UTILITY OF GOOD SMALL TALK. no regard for the feelings of others, is very much more common now, I imagine, than in Swift’s time, when people could hardly be persuaded that wit and rudeness were synonymous. It has found its way into the House of Commons, where it is assidu- ously practised by men who have little hope by more worthy means of achieving a reputation ; and on the stage, where, in ‘ drawing-rooms richly upholstered,’ the characters pass their time in saying impertinent things to one another. That such flippancy should pass muster as wit cannot, however, be won- dered at in a generation which mistakes sensuousness for poetry, aestheticism for art, Wagnerism for music, and charlatans for statesmen ! I have already made a distinction between conversation and small talk ; but after all, the cautions that apply to the one have a distinct reference to the other. I presume that a good conversationalist is also a good small-talker ; though, of course, the reverse does not follow ; a man may shine in small talk, and prove very dull in conversation. It is not my object or desire to depreciate small talk, which, in the present con- dition of society, is a substitute for conversation, and in any condition would be a necessary complement of it. We cannot always be passing our five-pound notes ; we must sometimes descend to inferior currency, and not only sovereigns, but crowns and two-shilling pieces have their value. Besides, we cannot afford to carry on an exchange by which we always lose. We cannot give our five-pound notes when others stake but shillings and sixpences. Barter is fair and profitable only when we get as much as we give. Our pockets may be full of sovereigns, and yet we shall hesitate to give one for a penny roll ; but to a man who has nothing but counters in his pocket, it does not matter whether the roll cost a penny or a shilling. The moral of this is, that we must put pence into our purse as well as pounds. For want of such a precaution, the meditative scholar is often, in society, at a loss to find topics of conversa- tion ; he has nothing small enough to give, and his companions have nothing with which to conduct an exchange. It is wisdom therefore to pay close attention to this matter of small talk, and endeavour to arrive at a certain command of, and proficiency in, it. Men of the highest gifts cannot dispense with it if they wish to be at no disadvantage in their ordinary intercourse with mankind. HOWTO TALK PLEASANTLY, 203 There are many spheres in which, I grant, the small-talker would be out of place. He would make a sorry figure in an assembly of scholars and thinkers, engaged in the discussion of subjects as momentous and as profound as those with which Goethe overwhelmed the hapless Excelmann. His true arena is the dinner-table. It is there he can make the best use of the old, familiar weapons. He does not shun the tra- ditional allusions to the weather or the crops ; and, indeed, it is clear that he must begin on some topic which he and his companions have in common. That once found, others will naturally spring out of it ; but in passing to and from them, much dexterity is required. If the small-talker show any doubt of his own powers, or put himself forward too obtrusively, he will come to grief, as we all instinctively rebel against an attempt to drag and haul us into conversation. The string that leads us must be invisible. The exchange of small talk is like a game of battledore, in which an accomplished player will sometimes drop his shuttlecock designedly, partly to flatter and propitiate his partner, and partly for the sake of a prospective advantage. When once he has full command of the game, he will quietly take the lead, and guide it surely but gently into the direction best adapted for the display of his powers. The attractiveness of skilfully managed talk of this kind is felt by everybody ; and we remember with pleasure the evening when, unwittingly, we were taken captive by some man or woman whose intellectual superiority, perhaps, we should not be willing to admit, but who, we readily own, enabled us to pass some very pleasant hours. But this small talk, which so agreeably flavours conversation, is different indeed from that very small talk in which society nowadays indulges so unblushingly. Go where you will ; not necessarily, as Mr. Hale remarks, into that of the suburban ^ Row ’ or ‘ Terrace ’ of semi-detached villas, or that of the small provincial town, or the colonial garrison, but into the homes and among the families of English gentlemen. Mr. Hale does not, I think, exaggerate when he says it is painful to listen to the general conversation ; a name of a ‘ mutual friend ' (Dickens has made the solecism classical) is mentioned, and something which he or she, his or her belongings, have said or done, is commented upon with a freedom which, to be in any way justifiable, presupposes a thorough knowledge of 204 A SOCIAL SHORTCOMING, all sides of the case ; and the minor worries of life, servants, babies, and the like, furnish the theme for a multifarious and protracted discussion. If there be talk which should disgust all refined tastes and ordinarily intelligent minds, it is the farrago of trivialities which makes the daily staple of conver- sation in some of our English homes. As a proof that I do not exaggerate, let any one refrain for four-and-twenty hours from dealing with such ‘ small deer,^ and observe how great a difficulty he will experience in discovering subjects for con- versation. This shows how injurious is the habit. We feed so long upon infant’s food, that we can digest nothing more substantial. Treading the same easy round day by day, we lack the strength and the nerve to strike into new channels. Unless we can talk about other people’s affairs we must sit silent. ’Tis the only theme we know; we can discuss no other. Our small talk resembles a hand-organ, which is set to a certain number of regular airs, and grinds through these with edifying regularity. But however the ear may desire a change, it cannot be gratified ; there are no more on the barrel. I have dwelt at some length upon this subject, because it seems to me of very great importance. The whole tone of society would be raised if we could raise its conversational standard ; if we could lift it from very small talk to small talk, and thence to conversation. This is to be effected by a resolute determination on the part of each to stop his or her supply of very small talk, and to endeavour to contribute some intelligent observation or interesting fact. Women especially may help towards a satisfactory result, for at present women are the great manufacturers of very small talk ; let them rise to the measure of their duties, and pour out the full treasures of their heart and mind ; men will soon follow their example, and we shall live to see the end of the very small talk era. Would any compiler nowadays think of preparing a volume of Table-Talk ? Where are the talkers ? Where is the talk ? Who could now find materials for such a book as Xenophon’s ‘ Memorabilia ’ 1 The diner-out, I think, should go through a course of reading of ancient and modern books of ‘ table- talk ’ in search of spangles to deck the dull frieze of his own conversation. There is Luther’s ‘ Table-Talk,’ full of manly wisdom and genial humour, which shows him to us as an easy and ready talker, who did not scruple to throw his heart into SOME GREA T TALKERS. 205 his utterances. Then there are the ^ Scaligerana/ with the frank remarks of the scholar upon men and things, tempered by a genial egotism, which makes us feel perfectly at home with their author. The ‘ Thuana,’ bits of the talk of De Thou, and the ‘ Perroniana,’ the table-talk of Cardinal Perron, come next in chronological order. There is better stuff in the ‘ Menagiana,’ for Menage was an admirable conversationalist ; witty in himself, and the cause of wit in others, from the facility with which his vast stores of information enabled him to lead the conversation into new channels. The contemporaries of Menage frequently ran him close in wit when they rode their own hobbies. But they lived in an age when conversation was studied as an art, and a man’s social success depended upon his skill in it. Mt is a great misfortune,’ says La Bruyere, ‘not to have wit enough to talk well, nor judgment enough to hold your tongue.’ The same writer distinguishes aptly be- tween two kinds of small talkers : ‘ There are persons who speak a moment before they have thought ; there are others with whom you must undergo in conversation all the labour of their minds. They talk correctly, but they talk wearisomely.’ Hannay quotes from Menage another wise remark : ‘ The art of conversation consists much less in your own abundance than in enabling others to find talk for themselves. Men do not wish to admire you ; they want to please.’^ In our English literature, we have Lord Bacon’s ‘Apoph- thegms ’ to begin with, though this is scarcely a book of table-talk proper. It records, however, many of the sharp sayings with which the Elizabethan scholars strewed their conversation. Bacon himself was a fine talker, and he had studied the subject, as his ‘ Short Notes for Civil Conversation ’ indicate. I digress to quote one or two of these : ‘ In all kinds of speech, either pleasant, grave, severe, or ordinary, it is convenient to speak leisurely, and rather draw- lingly than hastily; because hasty speech confounds the memory, and oftentimes (besides unseemliness) drives a man either to a nonplus or unseemly stammering, harping upon that which should follow ; whereas a slow speech confirmeth * Rochefoucault has a similar observation : ‘ The reason why few persons are agreeable in conversation is, because each person thinks more of what he himself intends to say than of what others are saying, and seldom listens but when he desires to speak.’ 2o6 short notes for civil conversation, the memory, addeth a conceit of wisdom to the hearers, besides a seemliness of speech and countenance.^ ‘ Bashfulness is a great hindrance to a man, both of uttering | his conceit, and understanding what is propounded unto him ; wherefore it is good to press himself forwards with discretion, both in speech and company of the better sort.’ ^ To desire in discourse to hold all arguments is ridiculous, wanting true judgment \ for in all things we never can be exquisite.’ ‘ To use many circumstances, ere you come to matter, is wearisome ; and to use none at all, is blunt.’ Drummond of Hawthornden has preserved some of the talk of Ben Jonson ; would that somebody had recorded the con- versation of Shakespeare ! Selden’s ‘ Table-Talk ’ exhibits to us a conversationalist of forty-talker power ; a man who could wrap up a world of wisdom in a jest ; who winged his sayings with the feather of wit that they might fly the farther and sink the deeper. From the pages of Boswell we know how Johnson talked. It is fortunate for his fame that Boswell was so in- dustrious and acute ; for it is not the lexicographer, the moralist, or the sententious poet, whom the world admires, but the man who could talk with so much force and point, and deliver his opinions with so much weight. It has been well said, however, that his conversation was not suited to general society ; there was in it too much of the critic and the dialectician. ‘ It had not the winning, easy charm of Sir Walter Scott, but was stern and logical. It kept down all sorts of conversational excellence but its own, and gave rise after- wards to many inferior copies.’ It was difficult, indeed, to join in conversation with a man who, if you differed from him, clenched his fist and straightway knocked you down — meta- phorically, of course. Walpole wrote and talked well ; so did Lord Chesterfield. Following them, we have Lord Byron, of whose more serious con- versation Shelley speaks as ‘ a sort of intoxication.’ He lived in an age of great talkers — Curran, Luttrell, De Stael, Sheridan, Mackintosh, Moore. Coleridge was also his contemporary ; who did not so much converse as preach. His talk was a long mono- logue — an uninterrupted flood of eloquence — sometimes mysti- cal, sometimes mysterious, but always brilliant. Sydney Smith TALKING ^ shop: 207 was a happy talker j abounding in humour as well as good humour, always shrewd and sagacious, quick to see the grotesque aspect of things, of a fertile fancy, and with a wide and profound sympathy with all that was true, just, and honourable. His conversation rippled with good things. They came spon- taneously, and one happy image suggested another, in appa- rently interminable succession. His lambent humour played round a subject so as to light up every side of it, discovering a host of analogies and contrasts imperceptible to duller minds. Sydney Smith was the only wit who never lost his temper or said an ill-natured thing; and this, perhaps, was the great charm of his conversation. His hearers were never afraid of him ; whereas, with some wits the listeners, while they laugh, feel uneasy, lest under the jest should lie some mordant sarcasm, or lest the satire just aimed at another, should on the next occasion be directed against themselves. In certain ‘ Hints upon Etiquette,’ by published nearly half a century ago, but characterised by a good sense which must always render them valuable, I find a wise caution in reference to ‘Talking Shop,’ which I may add to my own emphatic warning against this particularly disagreeable custom. ‘ There are few things,’ he says, ‘ that display worse taste than the introduction of professional topics in general conversation, especially if there be ladies present ; the minds of those men must be miserably ill-stored who cannot find other subjects for conversation than their own professions. Who has not felt this on having been compelled to listen to “ clerical slang,” musty college-jokes, and anecdotes divested of all interest beyond the atmosphere of an university; or “law jokes,” with “good stories” of “learned counsel;” “long yarns;” or the equally tiresome muster-roll of “ our regiment ” — colonels dead^ maimed majors retired on pensions, subs lost or “exchanged,” gravi- tating between Boulogne and the “Bankruptcy Court?” All such exclusive topics are signs either of a limited intellect, or the most lamentable ignorance.’ They are signs, too, of exces- sively bad breeding ; for the introduction of a topic on which no one can discourse but the speaker, necessarily chokes out the life of a conversation ; and for the lively talk of the many substitutes a dreary monologue. They imply an almost super- natural egotism ; as if the speaker believed that all the world must perforce be interested in whatever concerns hinu Need- 2d8 cause of our present colloquial inferiority. less to say that these remarks do not apply to the case of an acknowledged ^expert/ whose opinion has been invited on the questions which of right fall within his special province. Every ear is on the alert when Ruskin discusses art, or Matthew Arnold poetry, or Professor Tyndall science. But the Ruskins, the Matthew Arnolds, the Tyndalls, are few ; and in their places we are talked down by briefless lawyers who repeat old legal saws, or amateur yachtsmen proud of their experiences in the Solent and the Clyde, or subalterns who retail the ‘ awfully clever things, you know,’ of the wit of the mess-tables. Now, as a rule, society cares nothing for the individual ; and there can be no greater error than for a man to put forward in con- versation his individual tastes, opinions, views, unless he has attained to a position which entitles him to speak as one having authority. And even then what he says should be general in tone and application, with as little allusion as possible to him- self. Nor should he suffer his remarks to assume the form and proportions of an oration, lest his hearers in spite of themselves betray their weariness. A St. Paul may preach, and yet Eutychus fall asleep ! In spite of his reputation as the Aristarchus of his day, Samuel Johnson could irritate his hearers into administering a rebuke to his verbosity. The colloquial inferiority of the present generation is attri- buted by Mr. Hannay purely to the action of the press. News- papers, novels, magazines, reviews, he says, gather up the intellectual elements of our life, like so many electric machines, drawing electricity from the atmosphere into themselves. Everything, he adds, is recorded and discussed in print, and subjects have lost their freshness long before friends have assembled for the evening. And he concludes : ‘ Where there is talk of a superior character, it appears to affect the epigram- matic form ; and this is an unhealthy sign. If there were no other objection, how rarely can it avoid that appearance of self- consciousness and effort which is fatal to all elegance and ease ! The epigrammatic is a valuable element, but should never pre- dominate ; since good conversation flows from a happy union of all the powers. To approximate to this, a certain amount of painstaking is necessary ; and though artifice is detestable, we must submit that talk may be as legitimately made a subject Hannay, ‘Essays from the Quarterly,’ pp. 32, 33. A WORD OF GOOD ADVICE, 209 of care and thought as any other part of a man’s humanity, and that it is ridiculous to send your mind abroad in a state of slovenliness while you bestow on your body the most refined care.’ Holding this opinion very strongly, I have dealt with the subject of conversation at considerable length — let me hope, to the interest and advantage of the reader. 14 CHAPTER VII. THE ETIQUETTE OF WEDDINGS. ‘ Marriage is the mother of the world, and preserves kingdoms, and fills cities, and churches, and heaven itself.’ — Bishop Jeremy Taylor. Introductory Remarks — Marriages of Convenience — Tennyson’s ‘Locksley Hall’ — Marriages of Affection — A Happy Pair — Advice to Young Men about to Marry {not Punch's) — A Warning against ‘ Love ’ Mar- riages — And against Marrying without Love — Brathwait on ‘ Matching with your Equal’ — Advice to Women on the Choice of a Husband — Sir Richard Steele on Married Life — ‘Proposing’ — Hints to Bashful Young Men — Examples from the Novelists of Different Ways of Pro- posing — From ‘ Lothair ’ — From ‘ Middlemarch ’ — From ‘ Ernest Mal- travers’ — From ‘Henrietta Temple’ — Quotation from Sir Philip Sidney — Engaged — Behaviour of a Betrothed Couple — The Eti- quette of Delicacy — The Wedding-day — Bride and Bridesmaids — Etiquette of Weddings — The Procession in the Church— Spen- ser’s ‘ Epithalamium ’ — After the Service — The Wedding Breakfast- Departure of the Newly-Married — Sir John Suckling’s Ballad of a Wedding — Desirability of a Reform — Old Traditions and Customs still Observed — The Honeymoon — The Bride’s Presents — The Wedding Dress — Description of Dresses actually Worn by Brides and Brides- maids. AM not about to set before the reader a history of Marriage or Marriage Ceremonies, though the sub- ject is one of considerable interest in connection with the progress of civilisation. Nor do I intend to give especial prominence to its moral and social aspects, though their importance might easily be illustrated. My business is with the Etiquette of Marriage — a point less interesting and less important, yet not without its value ; for the customs which have become conventionally established in England in connection with it tend to ensure the preservation of order and decorum. The law looks upon marriage as purely CONVENTIONAL MARRIAGES. 2II a civil contract, and in the early ages of society it was empha- tically a contract of sale ; the daughter was reckoned among the goods and chattels of her father, and disposed of at a fixed price. Usually the bargain was made between the heads of families only, and the future bride and bridegroom were abso- lutely ignored. I should not like to say that this practice is wholly obsolete, is wholly unknown even in the present day ; and the sale of a daughter for rank or money is the groundwork of a very considerable number of plays, poems, and novels. It supplies the ‘motive’ of Tennyson’s ‘ Locksley Hall’ and ‘ Maud,’ and provokes his strongest, bitterest satire : ‘ Maud could be gracious too, no doubt, To a lord, a captain, a padded shape, A bought commission, a waxen face, A rabbit mouth that is ever agape — Bought ? what is it he cannot buy ?’ I am willing to believe, however, that the marriage of those who consult these pages will be the legal and religious con- firmation of a pure and steadfast affection ; that it will be profaned by no sordid considerations. I am willing to believe that they will enter upon it in no light or careless spirit, but with a deep sense of the duties it brings with it, the responsi- bilities it entails. The choice of wife or husband is really the most serious thing that man or woman has to decide upon ; it affects their future usefulness, their future happiness, their social as well as domestic relations. So intimate is the marriage union, that neither party can escape from its influences ; it elevates or it lowers, it inspires or it enfeebles, it makes or it mars. As the wife is, so is the husband ; as the husband, so the wife ; the two may raise each other to a higher standard of thought and feeling, or drag one another down to a lower level than either occupied at first. It is in this wise that Sir Philip Sidney describes ‘ a happy couple,' ‘he joying in her, she joying in herself, but in herself because she enjoyed him ; both increasing their riches by giving to each other, and making one life double, because they made a double life one ; where desire never wanted satis- faction, nor satisfaction ever bred satiety, he ruling because she would obey, or rather, because she would obey, she therein ruling.’ A young man, before he contemplates marriage, should con- sider what a^wife ought to be, what he would wish her to be. 14 — 2 212 WHAT A WIFE SHOULD BE. He must not be influenced by mere personal attractions^ though I grant that these are not without their weight, and certainly not by mercenary reasons. I do not mean to say that a maiden who is all that can be desired in point of good sense, modesty, culture, sweetness of temper, and tenderness, is the worse for the possession of ‘ money and lands / to make such an assertion would be absurd. But ^ money and lands ^ are not to be weighed in the balance against the real endowments of mind and heart. Milton tells us that a good wife is ‘ Heaven’s last, best gift to man but what constitutes a good wife ? I think we may answer — purity of thought and feeling, a generous temper, a disposition ready to forgive, patience, a high sense of duty, a cultivated mind, and a natural grace of manner. I think she should be able to govern her household with gentle resolution, and to take an intelligent interest in her husband’s pursuits. She should have a clear understanding, should be cheerful without levity, and tender without humility. She should have ^ all the firmness that does not exclude deli- cacy,’ and ‘all the softness that does not imply weakness.’ The great Elizabethan statesman, Lord Burleigh, writing to his son, said : ‘ When it shall please God to bring thee to man’s estate, use great providence and circumspection in choosing thy wife, for from thence will spring all thy future good or evil. And it is an action of life like unto a stratagem of war, wherein a man can die but once. If thy estate be good, match near home and at leisure ; if weak, far-off, and quickly. Inquire diligently of her disposition, and how her parents have been inclined in their youth. Let her not be poor, how generous {generosa, of good birth) soever, for a man can buy nothing in the market with gentility. Nor choose a base and unseemly creature altogether for wealth ; for it will cause contempt in others and loathing in thee. Neither make choice of a dwarf or a fool ; for by the one thou shalt beget a race of pigmies ; the other will be thy universal disgrace, and it will irk thee to hear her talk. Thou shalt find, to thy great grief, that there is nothing more fulsome than a she-fool.’ There is a touch of worldliness in this advice, but it is based on a wide knowledge and experience of the world. I would counsel young men, as a general rule, not to marry below them. It is perhaps just as well that they should not marry above them. Equality of condition implies sympathy of MATCH WITH YOUk EQUAL AND NOT WITHOUT LOVE. 213 taste. Our social distinctions are still so strongly marked that each class has its own traditions, associations, habits, views ; and if the wife belong to a class higher or lower than that of her husband, it will be difficult for them to enter into that close and absolute communion of mind and heart which is essential to the happiness of wedded life, without which there will be no ‘ compatibility of temper.’ There are abundant instances of the ill-success of marriages in which this fundamental prin- ciple has been disregarded. When ‘ cloth of frieze ’ is pieced with ‘ cloth of gold,’ the most careless eye can detect the con- trast. A man who marries his cook will sink to the level of the kitchen ; a woman who marries her groom will live in the atmosphere of the stable.* At all events, do not marry without love. A marriage of convenience is detestable ; but it is hardly worse than a mar- riage of reason — a coolly calculated affair, from which the light and life of true affection are wholly wanting. In the course of years there will come trials and anxieties, which only a real and unselfish love will enable you to bear without mental or moral injury ; there will come a strain and stress of the rela- tions between wife and husband which only love will be able to withstand. That absolute conquest of self, that implicit confidence, that complete and generous sacrifice of individual wishes and hopes, that sweet and unconquerable patience, * Bratliwait quaintly, but sensibly, says : ‘Follow the Sage’s advice in your choice : Match with your equally if not in fortunes, for so both may prove beggars, at least in descent : so will she the better content herself with your estate, and conform her the better to your meanes. For I have seldome seene any difference greater, arising from marriage, than imparity of birth or descent, when the wife will not strive to twit her husband with her parent- age, and brave him with repetition of her descent. Likewise, as I would not have you to entertaine so maine a businesse without mature advice, so I • would not have you wholly rely upon a friend’s counsell : but as you are to have the greatest oare in the boat, so to make yourselfe your owne carver ; for hee that is enforced to his choice makes a dangerous bargaine. Wherefore ground your choice on Love, so shall you not chuse but like ; making this your conclusion ; “To her in Flymen’s bonds I’ll nere be tied, Whom Love hath not espous’d and made my bride.” I^or what miseries have ensued on enforced Marriages^ there is no Age but may record : where rites enforced made the hands no sooner joyned than their minds divorced, bidding adieu to Content, even at that instant when 'those unhappy rites were solemnised.’ — R. Brathwait, ‘The English Gentleman’ (edit. 1641), p. 145. 214 THE CHOICE OE A HUSBAND. which are the glory of wedlock, cannot exist without love. Some persons, especially women, marry in the belief or hope that love will follow marriage : a dangerous delusion. The very conditions under which such a marriage takes place forbid the after-growth of love, which is a plant that cannot flourish in an uncongenial soil. As to the choice of a husband, I think it is enough to re- commend a woman to seek out a Christian gentleman. He must be a man whom she can look up to and respect, or her affection will have no solid holdfast to secure it. Hence he must be a man of probity, of honour, of generous temper, of moral courage, of great constancy of purpose. He must be a man who does not decide hastily, but having decided is firm in his resolve. He must be a man of large and liberal views and elevation of thought, in whose companionship his wife’s mind will be constantly broadening and refining. He must be a man of fine manners, who does not throw off his courtesy like a cloak when he crosses the threshold of his home. He must be a man of wide and sound education, so that his intellect may not be narrowed to little issues. He must be a man who in all companies and all situations shall so bear himself as never to provoke in his wife a feeling of shame or dissatis- faction. He must be truthful, so that her confidence in him may be immovable ; liberal, so that she may never have cause to blush at his meanness j but prudent, that she may have no occasion to weep for his extravagance. He must be temperate, or else he will never be master of himself ; and devout, for he who does not fear God lives without the control of conscience upon his actions. To the poor he must be kindly courteous ; to his superiors deferential without servility ; to his equals amiable, patient, even-tempered. Mayhap, the reader will say, with the writer in the Spectator : ‘ It requires more virtues to make a good husband or wife, than what go to the finishing any the most shining character what- soever.’'^ ^ * ‘The marriage-life, ’says Sir Richard Steele, ‘is always an insipid, a vexa- tious, or a happy condition. The first is, when two people of no genius or taste for themselves meet together, upon such a settlement as has been thought reasonable by parents and conveyancers, from an exact valuation of the land and cash of both parties. In this case the young lady’s person is no more regarded than the house and improvements in purchase of an estate ; but she goes with her fortune rather than her fortune with her. These AGAINST NASTY ATTACHMENTS. 215 In England, as everybody knows, matrimonial advances proceed, or are supposed to proceed, from the gentleman alone. When he has determined on the lady whom he wishes to make his wife, he ‘ proposes ' to her by letter or verbally. It is, of course, understood that he has some previous acquaint- ance with her — that he loves her, or thinks he loves her, or is animated by some sufficient and not unworthy motive. Usually, a proposal is not ventured until there is reasonable hope that it will not be refused. It is better to make it viva voce^ because a letter will always have an air of restraint about it, and, moreover, few are able to express themselves fitly in a letter ; they say too much or too little ; they are exaggerated and artificial ; or cold and reserved. I think, too, that it is due to the lady that she should be addressed personally ; it is a deference which she is entitled to expect. It is of considerable importance in the earlier days of atten- tions which are supposed to originate with the gentleman, that a young lady should guard against hasty attachments — against surrendering her affections before they have been asked and even before they are desired. It is not every little civility or polite attention which is to be taken as if it were the expression of a personal and permanent devotion. A proud and defensive prudence will in like manner dictate to the gentleman not to hazard a declaration unless he has reasonable grounds for believing it will be agreeable. If, how- ever, from some fault or miscalculation on the part of one or the other, a lady finds herself compelled to reject the proposals which her own conduct may, to a certain extent, and even in- make up the crowd, or vulgar of the rich, and fill up the lumber of the human race, without beneficence towards those below them, or respect to those above them. ‘ The vexatious life arises from a conjunction of two people of quick taste and resentment, put together for reasons well known to their friends, in which especial care is taken to avoid (what they think the chief of evils) poverty, and insure to them riches, with every evil besides. These good people live in a constant constraint before company, and too great familiarity alone. When they are within observation, they fret at each other’s carriage and behaviour ; when alone, they revile each other’s person and conduct. In company, they are in purgatory ; when only together, in a hell. ‘ The happy marriage is, where two persons meet and voluntarily make choice of each other, without principally regarding or neglecting the cir- cumstances of fortune or beauty. These may still love in spite of adversity or sickness : the former we may, in some measure, defend ourselves from ; the other is the portion of our very make,’ 2i6 MATRIMONIAL PROPOSALS, advertently, have provoked or precipitated, she will do so with the utmost delicacy and the greatest consideration and sym- pathy that are compatible with persisting in her announced determination of refusal. The cause of rejection is the lady’s own secret, which she may impart or withhold at her discretion. It may, in certain circumstances, be convenient to declare it, as it may either tend to a clearer perception on the part of her suitor of the finality of her decision, or may indicate to the ingenuity of masculine affection a method of removing a diffi- culty which in her heart she will be glad to have it proved to her judgment and reason not to be insuperable. Whatever the lady may do with her own secret, she is bound to regard a rejected offer as the secret of the gentlemen; not to be divulged unless to her parents, who have a right to know promptly the more salient points in the history of her affec- tions. As to the vivii voce method of proposal, it is possible that I shall be told by bashful lovers that they know not what to say. Nonsense ! when a man is in earnest, earnestness will give him eloquence. And even if there be not the eloquence of speech, there will be the more touching eloquence of broken words or halfformed sentences, which to the ear of a loving maiden will sound like sweetest music. I cannot undertake to prescribe any definite form of words ; each man should say what his feelings at the time suggest. If we turn to the pages of our novelists we shall find, however, a variety of ‘ proposals,’ from which the hesitating and nervous suitor may possibly derive some useful hints ; though I do not recommend him to plagiarise too long from any one of these, lest the lady should be familiar with the original, and detect the piracy ! Lothair, it may be remembered, made his offer to the Lady Corisande, under arches of golden yew, in a somewhat copybook-like set of phrases : ‘ I have committed many mistakes, doubtless many follies, have formed many opinions, and have changed many opinions ; but to one I have been constant, in one I am un- changed, and that is my adoring love for you.’ The Lady Corisande, on hearing this avowal, ‘turned pale, she stopped, then gently taking his arm, she hid her face in his breast.’ Lothair, on his part, ‘ soothed and sustained her agitated frame, and sealed with an embrace her speechless form.’ I don’t pro- fess to understand what a ‘ speechless form ’ is, or how it is 217 JIOW THEY ARE MADE, ^ sealed with an embrace but to the embrace itself, on such an occasion, I offer no objection. In ‘ Middlemarch,' Ladislaw and Dorothea avow their mutual love during a thunderstorm : — ‘ There came a vivid flash of lightning which lit each of them up for the other. Dorothea darted instantaneously from the window ; Will followed her, seizing her hand with a spasmodic movement ; and so they stood, with their hands clasped, like two children, looking out on the storm, while the thunder gave a tremendous crack and roll above them, and the rain began to pour down. Then they turned their faces towards each other, with the memory of his last words in them, and they did not loose each other’s hands. ‘ There is no hope for me,” said Will. ‘‘ Even if you loved me as well as I love you — even if I were everything to you — I shall most likely always be very poor ; on a sober calculation, one can count on nothing but a creeping lot. It is impossible for us ever to belong to each other. It is perhaps base of me to have asked for a word from you. I meant to go away into silence, but I have not been able to do what I meant.” ‘ ‘‘ Don’t be sorry,” said Dorothea, in her clear tender tones. “I would rather share all the trouble of our parting.” ‘ Her lips trembled, and so did his. It was never known which lips were the first to move towards the other’s lips ; but they kissed tremblingly, and then they moved apart.’ Eventually the two lovers understood each other, and the usual embrace follows : — ‘ In an instant Will was close to her, and his arms round her.’ But I wish for my readers a less passionate confession — less storm of feeling and emotion, as well as less of thunder and lightning. Let us turn to Bulwer Lytton, an acknowledged authority in the gentle science of love, and see what we can learn from him on this delicate subject. In ‘Ernest Maltravers’ we find the following scene between the hero and Lady Florence Las- celles : — ‘ Florence grew deadly pale, and covering her face with her hands, burst into tears. ‘ “ Oh, fool that I was !” cried Ernest in the passion of the moment, “ not to know — not to have felt that there were not two Florences in the world ! But if the thought had crossed me, I would not have dared to harbour it.” ^i8 * YOU LOVE ME, THEN P HE CRIED. ‘‘‘Go, go/’ sobbed Florence; “leave me, in mercy leave me !” ‘ “ Not till you bid me rise,” said Ernest, in emotion scarcely less deep than hers, as he sank on his knee at her feet.’ Need I go on? When they left that spot, a soft confession had been made — deep vows interchanged, and Ernest Mal- travers was the accepted suitor of Florence Lascelles. Lady Florence Lascelles dies, however, without becoming the wafe of Maltravers; and that truly Bulwerian hero is left to fall in love, at a later period, with Evelyn Cameron. His declaration, in this case, is made with effusive sentiment. After a long and egotistical account of his life and feelings, he ex- claims : ‘ “ Evelyn, I have confided to you all — all this wild heart now and evermore you own. My destiny is with you.” Evelyn was silent — he took her hand — and her tears fell warm and fast upon it. Alarmed and anxious — as a lover well may be, when his chere amie goes off into a fit of weeping — ‘ he drew her towards him and gazed upon her face.’ ‘ “ You fear to wound me,” he said, with pale lips and trem- bling voice. “ Speak on — I can bear all.” ‘ “ No, no,” said Evelyn, falteringly ; “ I have no fear, but not to deserve you.” ‘ “ You love me, then — you love me !” cried Maltravers wildly, and clasping her to his heart’ The moon rose at that instant, and the wintry sward and the dark trees were bathed in the sudden light. The time — the light — so exquisite to all — even in tenderness and in sorrow — how divine in such companionship ! in such overflowing and ineffable sense of bliss. There and then for the first time did Maltravers press upon that modest and blushing cheek the kiss of Love, of Hope — the seal of a union he fondly hoped the grave itself would not dissolve ! ‘ Henrietta Temple ’ has always seemed to me, as a love-story, one of the most successful things in our literature. I know of no book which I can more cordially reccommend to a young man in love ; he will find in it a skilful exposition of the entire gamut of the passion. Readers unacquainted with it are invited to meditate upon the following passage, in which the hero, Ferdinand Armine, ‘ proposes ’ to the beautiful Henrietta. 1 should premise that the scene is a terraced gar- ‘ J/OS T BE A VTIFtiL, I LOVE THEE f 21^ den ; the time, evening, when the thin white moon begins to gleam, and Hesperus gliti-ers in the fading sky. ‘ Ferdinand Armine ^ — we are told — ‘ turned from the beau- tiful world around him to gaze upon a countenance sweeter than the summer air, softer than the gleaming moon, brighter than the evening star. The shadowy light of purple fell upon the still and solemn presence of Henrietta Temple. Irre- sistible motion impelled him ; softly he took her gentle hand ; and bending his head, he murmured to her, ‘ Most beautiful, I love thee.^ This strikes us as a bold and promising beginning ! Ferdinand follows it up with a semi-lyrical outburst — the language of love ought always to be lyrical ! — for which I have no space. Coming at length to a conclusion, he says : ‘Tell me, is it my fault that you are beautiful? Oh ! how beautiful, my wretched and exhausted soul too surely feels ! Is it my fault those eyes are like the dawn, that thy sweet voice thrills through my frame, and that the slightest touch of that light hand falls like a spell on my entranced form ! Ah 1 Henrietta, be merciful, be kind f He paused for a second, and yet she did not answer ; but her cheek fell upon his shoulder, and the gentle pressure of her hand was more eloquent than language. That slight, sweet signal was to him as the sunrise on the misty earth. Full of hope, and joy, and confidence, he took her in his arms, sealed her cold lips with a burning kiss, and vowed to her his eternal and almighty love (!). He bore her to an old stone bench placed on the terrace. Still she was silent; but her hand clasped his, and her head rested on his bosom. The gleaming moon now glittered, the hills and woods were silvered by its beam, and the far meads were bathed with its clear, fair light. Not a single cloud cur- tained the splendour of the stars. What a rapturous soul was Ferdinand Armine’s as he sat that night on the old bench, on Dude Terrace, shrouding from the rising breeze the trembling form of Henrietta Temple ! And yet it was not cold that made her shiver. The clock of Venice struck ten. She moved, saying, in a faint voice, ‘We must go home, my Ferdinand !’ From these specimens both the cavalier and the lady may 220 THE BETROTHAL, possibly gain a hint or two — the former as to the manner of his proposal, the latter as to the mode of its acceptance. If not satisfied, they can pursue the inquiry for themselves in the veracious chronicles of Mr. Anthony Trollope or Mrs. Oli- phant, William Black or Holme Lee. I do not recommend the sensational novelists, as their heroes and heroines are swayed by wonderful gusts of passion which ordinary people are not likely to experience — or they may wait until the oppor- tunity comes, and trust to Nature. We will suppose the offer made and accepted, the vow spoken, the troth plighted, the uncertainty changed into golden certainty, so that the ‘ happy pair ’ may exclaim in the