\"IknowI’mafool，\"heconfessed。\"IhavenopositiveproofthatitWAShiscat；butI’llmakehimpayforcallingmeanOldBaileyAttorney，hangedifIdon’t！\"
WeallknowhowthepuddingOUGHTtobemade。Wedonotprofesstobeabletomakeit：thatisnotourbusiness。Ourbusinessistocriticizethecook。Itseemsourbusinesstocriticizesomanythingsthatitisnotourbusinesstodo。Weareallcriticsnowadays。Ihavemyopinionofyou，Reader，andyoupossiblyhaveyourownopinionofme。Idonotseektoknowit；personally，I
preferthemanwhosayswhathehastosayofmebehindmyback。I
remember，whenonalecturingtour，theground-planofthehalloftennecessitatedmyminglingwiththeaudienceastheystreamedout。ThisneverhappenedbutIwouldoverhearsomebodyinfrontofmewhispertohisorhercompanion——\"Takecare，he’sjustbehindyou。\"Ialwaysfeltsogratefultothatwhisperer。
AtaBohemianClub，IwasoncedrinkingcoffeewithaNovelist，whohappenedtobeabroad-shouldered，athleticman。Afellow-member，joiningus，saidtotheNovelist，\"Ihavejustfinishedthatlastbookofyours；I’lltellyoumycandidopinionofit。\"PromptlyrepliedtheNovelist，\"Igiveyoufairwarning——ifyoudo，Ishallpunchyourhead。\"Weneverheardthatcandidopinion。
Mostofourleisuretimewespendsneeringatoneanother。Itisawonder，goingaboutaswedowithournosessohighintheair，wedonotwalkoffthislittleroundworldintospace，allofus。TheMassessneerattheClasses。ThemoralsoftheClassesareshocking。IfonlytheClasseswouldconsentasabodytobetaughtbehaviourbyaCommitteeoftheMasses，howverymuchbetteritwouldbeforthem。IfonlytheClasseswouldneglecttheirowninterestsanddevotethemselvestothewelfareoftheMasses，theMasseswouldbemorepleasedwiththem。
TheClassessneerattheMasses。IfonlytheMasseswouldfollowtheadvicegiventhembytheClasses；ifonlytheywouldbethriftyontheirtenshillingsaweek；ifonlytheywouldallbeteetotalers，ordrinkoldclaret，whichisnotintoxicating；ifonlyallthegirlswouldbedomesticservantsonfivepoundsayear，andnotwastetheirmoneyonfeathers；ifonlythemenwouldbecontenttoworkforfourteenhoursaday，andtosingintune，\"GodblesstheSquireandhisrelations，\"andwouldconsenttobekeptintheirproperstations，allthingswouldgoswimmingly——fortheClasses。
TheNewWomanpooh-poohstheOld；theOldWomanisindignantwiththeNew。TheChapeldenouncestheStage；theStageridiculesLittleBethel；theMinorPoetsneersattheworld；theworldlaughsattheMinorPoet。
MancriticizesWoman。Wearenotaltogetherpleasedwithwoman。Wediscusshershortcomings，weadviseherforhergood。IfonlyEnglishwiveswoulddressasFrenchwives，talkasAmericanwives，cookasGermanwives！ifonlywomenwouldbepreciselywhatwewantthemtobe——patientandhard-working，brilliantlywittyandexhaustivelydomestic，bewitching，amenable，andlesssuspicious；
howverymuchbetteritwouldbeforthem——alsoforus。Weworksohardtoteachthem，buttheywillnotlisten。Insteadofpayingattentiontoourwisecounsel，thetiresomecreaturesarewastingtheirtimecriticizingus。Itisapopulargame，thisgameofschool。Allthatisneedfulisadoorstep，acane，andsixotherchildren。Thedifficultyisthesixotherchildren。Everychildwantstobetheschoolmaster；theywillkeepjumpingup，sayingitistheirturn。
Womanwantstotakethesticknow，andputmanonthedoorstep。
Thereareoneortwothingsshehasgottosaytohim。Heisnotatallthemansheapprovesof。Hemustbeginbygettingridofallhisnaturaldesiresandpropensities；thatdone，shewilltakehiminhandandmakeofhim——notaman，butsomethingverymuchsuperior。
Itwouldbethebestofallpossibleworldsifeverybodywouldonlyfollowouradvice。Iwonder，wouldJerusalemhavebeenthecleanlycityitisreported，if，insteadoftroublinghimselfconcerninghisowntwopenny-halfpennydoorstep，eachcitizenhadgoneoutintotheroadandgiveneloquentlecturestoalltheotherinhabitantsonthesubjectofsanitation？
WehavetakentocriticizingtheCreatorHimselfoflate。Theworldiswrong，wearewrong。IfonlyHehadtakenouradvice，duringthosefirstsixdays！
WhydoIseemtohavebeenscoopedoutandfilledupwithlead？WhydoIhatethesmellofbacon，andfeelthatnobodycaresforme？Itisbecausechampagneandlobstershavebeenmadewrong。
WhydoEdwinandAngelinaquarrel？ItisbecauseEdwinhasbeengivenafine，high-spiritednaturethatwillnotbrookcontradiction；whileAngelina，poorgirl，hasbeencursedwithcontradictoryinstincts。
WhyisexcellentMr。Jonesbroughtdownnextdoortobeggary？Mr。
Joneshadanincomeofathousandayear，securedbytheFunds。ButtherecamealongawickedCompanypromoter（whyarewickedCompanypromoterspermitted？）withaprospectus，tellinggoodMr。Joneshowtoobtainahundredpercent。forhismoneybyinvestingitinsomeschemefortheswindlingofMr。Jones’sfellow-citizens。
Theschemedoesnotsucceed；thepeopleswindledturnout，contrarytothepromiseoftheprospectus，tobeMr。Jonesandhisfellow-investors。WhydoesHeavenallowthesewrongs？
WhydoesMrs。Brownleaveherhusbandandchildren，torunoffwiththeNewDoctor？Itisbecauseanill-advisedCreatorhasgivenMrs。
BrownandtheNewDoctorundulystrongemotions。NeitherMrs。BrownnortheNewDoctoraretobeblamed。Ifanyhumanbeingbeanswerableitis，probably，Mrs。Brown’sgrandfather，orsomeearlyancestoroftheNewDoctor’s。
WeshallcriticizeHeavenwhenwegetthere。Idoubtifanyofuswillbepleasedwiththearrangements；wehavegrownsoexceedinglycritical。
ItwasoncesaidofaverysuperioryoungmanthatheseemedtobeundertheimpressionthatGodAlmightyhadmadetheuniversechieflytohearwhathewouldsayaboutit。Consciouslyorunconsciously，mostofusareofthiswayofthinking。Itisanageofmutualimprovementsocieties——adelightfulidea，everybody’sbusinessbeingtoimproveeverybodyelse；ofamateurparliaments，ofliterarycouncils，ofplaygoers’clubs。
FirstNightcriticismseemstohavediedoutoflate，theStudentoftheDramahavingcometotheconclusion，possibly，thatplaysarenotworthcriticizing。Butinmyyoungdayswewereveryearnestatthiswork。Wewenttotheplay，lesswiththeselfishdesireofenjoyingourevening，thanwiththenobleaimofelevatingtheStage。Maybewedidgood，maybewewereneeded——letusthinkso。
Certainitis，manyoftheoldabsurditieshavedisappearedfromtheTheatre，andourrough-and-readycriticismmayhavehelpedthehappydispatch。Afollyisoftenservedbyanunwiseremedy。
Thedramatistinthosedayshadtoreckonwithhisaudience。
GalleryandPittookaninterestinhisworksuchasGalleriesandPitsnolongertake。Irecollectwitnessingtheproductionofaveryblood-curdlingmelodramaat，Ithink，theoldQueen’sTheatre。
Theheroinehadbeengivenbytheauthoraquiteunnecessaryamountofconversation，soweconsidered。Thewoman，wheneversheappearedonthestage，talkedbytheyard；shecouldnotdoasimplelittlethinglikecursingtheVillainunderabouttwentylines。Whentheheroaskedherifshelovedhimshestoodupandmadeaspeechaboutitthatlastedthreeminutesbythewatch。Onedreadedtoseeheropenhermouth。IntheThirdAct，somebodygotholdofherandshutherupinadungeon。Hewasnotaniceman，speakinggenerally，butwefelthewasthemanforthesituation，andthehousecheeredhimtotheecho。Weflatteredourselveswehadgotridofherfortherestoftheevening。Thensomefoolofaturnkeycamealong，andsheappealedtohim，throughthegrating，toletheroutforafewminutes。Theturnkey，agoodbutsoft-heartedman，hesitated。
\"Don’tyoudoit，\"shoutedoneearnestStudentoftheDrama，fromtheGallery；\"she’sallright。Keepherthere！\"
Theoldidiotpaidnoattentiontoouradvice；hearguedthemattertohimself。\"’Tisbutatriflingrequest，\"heremarked；\"anditwillmakeherhappy。\"
\"Yes，butwhataboutus？\"repliedthesamevoicefromtheGallery。
\"Youdon’tknowher。You’veonlyjustcomeon；we’vebeenlisteningtoheralltheevening。She’squietnow，youletherbe。\"
\"Oh，letmeout，ifonlyforonemoment！\"shriekedthepoorwoman。
\"IhavesomethingthatImustsaytomychild。\"
\"Writeitonabitofpaper，andpassitout，\"suggestedavoicefromthePit。\"We’llseethathegetsit。\"
\"ShallIkeepamotherfromherdyingchild？\"musedtheturnkey。
\"No，itwouldbeinhuman。\"
\"No，itwouldn’t，\"persistedthevoiceofthePit；\"notinthisinstance。It’stoomuchtalkthathasmadethepoorchildill。\"
Theturnkeywouldnotbeguidedbyus。Heopenedthecelldooramidsttheexecrationsofthewholehouse。Shetalkedtoherchildforaboutfiveminutes，attheendofwhichtimeitdied。
\"Ah，heisdead！\"shriekedthedistressedparent。
\"Luckybeggar！\"wastheunsympatheticrejoinderofthehouse。
Sometimesthecriticismoftheaudiencewouldtaketheformofremarks，addressedbyonegentlemantoanother。Wehadbeenlisteningonenighttoaplayinwhichactionseemedtobeunnecessarilysubordinatedtodialogue，andsomewhatpoordialogueatthat。Suddenly，acrossthewearyingtalkfromthestage，camethestentorianwhisper——
\"Jim！\"
\"Hallo！\"
\"Wakemeupwhentheplaybegins。\"
Thiswasfollowedbyanostentatioussoundasofsnoring。Thenthevoiceofthesecondspeakerwasheard——
\"Sammy！\"
Hisfriendappearedtoawake。
\"Eh？Yes？What’sup？Hasanythinghappened？\"
\"Wakeyouupathalf-pasteleveninanyevent，Isuppose？\"
\"Thanks，do，sonny。\"Andthecriticsleptagain。
Yes，wetookaninterestinourplaysthen。IwondershallIeverenjoytheBritishDramaagainasIenjoyeditinthosedays？ShallIeverenjoyasupperagainasIenjoyedthetripeandonionswasheddownwithbitterbeeratthebaroftheoldAlbion？Ihavetriedmanysuppersafterthetheatresincethen，andsome，whenfriendshavebeeningenerousmood，havebeenexpensiveandelaborate。ThecookmayhavecomefromParis，hisportraitmaybeintheillustratedpapers，hissalarymaybereckonedbyhundreds；butthereissomethingwrongwithhisart，forallthat，Imissaflavourinhismeats。Thereisasaucelacking。
Naturehashercoinage，anddemandspaymentinherowncurrency。AtNature’sshopitisyouyourselfmustpay。Yourunearnedincrement，yourinheritedfortune，yourluck，arenotlegaltendersacrosshercounter。
Youwantagoodappetite。Natureisquitewillingtosupplyyou。
\"Certainly，sir，\"shereplies，\"Icandoyouaveryexcellentarticleindeed。Ihaveherearealgenuinehungerandthirstthatwillmakeyourmealadelighttoyou。Youshalleatheartilyandwithzest，andyoushallrisefromthetablerefreshed，invigorated，andcheerful。\"
\"JusttheverythingIwant，\"exclaimsthegourmetdelightedly。
\"Tellmetheprice。\"
\"Theprice，\"answersMrs。Nature，\"isonelongday’shardwork。\"
Thecustomer’sfacefalls；hehandlesnervouslyhisheavypurse。
\"CannotIpayforitinmoney？\"heasks。\"Idon’tlikework，butI
amarichman，IcanaffordtokeepFrenchcooks，topurchaseoldwines。\"
Natureshakesherhead。
\"Icannottakeyourcheques，tissueandnervearemycharges。FortheseIcangiveyouanappetitethatwillmakearump-steakandatankardofalemoredelicioustoyouthananydinnerthatthegreatestchefinEuropecouldputbeforeyou。Icanevenpromiseyouthatahunkofbreadandcheeseshallbeabanquettoyou；butyoumustpaymypriceinmymoney；Idonotdealinyours。\"
AndnexttheDilettanteenters，demandingatasteforArtandLiterature，andthisalsoNatureisquitepreparedtosupply。
\"Icangiveyoutruedelightinallthesethings，\"sheanswers。
\"Musicshallbeaswingstoyou，liftingyouabovetheturmoiloftheworld。ThroughArtyoushallcatchaglimpseofTruth。AlongthepleasantpathsofLiteratureyoushallwalkasbesidestillwaters。\"
\"Andyourcharge？\"criesthedelightedcustomer。
\"Thesethingsaresomewhatexpensive，\"repliesNature。\"Iwantfromyoualifelivedsimply，freefromalldesireofworldlysuccess，alifefromwhichpassionhasbeenlivedout；alifetowhichappetitehasbeensubdued。\"
\"Butyoumistake，mydearlady，\"repliestheDilettante；\"Ihavemanyfriends，possessedoftaste，andtheyaremenwhodonotpaythispriceforit。Theirhousesarefullofbeautifulpictures，theyraveabout’nocturnes’and’symphonies，’theirshelvesarepackedwithfirsteditions。Yettheyaremenofluxuryandwealthandfashion。Theytroublemuchconcerningthemakingofmoney，andSocietyistheirheaven。CannotIbeasoneofthese？\"
\"Idonotdealinthetricksofapes，\"answersNaturecoldly；\"thecultureofthesefriendsofyoursisamerepose，afashionofthehour，theirtalkmereparrotchatter。Yes，youcanpurchasesuchcultureasthis，andprettycheaply，butapassionforskittleswouldbeofmoreservicetoyou，andbringyoumoregenuineenjoyment。Mygoodsareofadifferentclass。Ifearwewasteeachother’stime。\"
Andnextcomestheboy，askingwithablushforlove，andNature’smotherlyoldheartgoesouttohim，foritisanarticleshelovestosell，andshelovesthosewhocometopurchaseitofher。Sosheleansacrossthecounter，smiling，andtellshimthatshehastheverythinghewants，andhe，tremblingwithexcitement，likewiseasksthefigure。
\"Itcostsagooddeal，\"explainsNature，butinnodiscouragingtone；\"itisthemostexpensivethinginallmyshop。\"
\"Iamrich，\"repliesthelad。\"Myfatherworkedhardandsaved，andhehasleftmeallhiswealth。Ihavestocksandshares，andlandsandfactories；andwillpayanypriceinreasonforthisthing。\"
ButNature，lookinggraver，laysherhanduponhisarm。
\"Putbyyourpurse，boy，\"shesays，\"mypriceisnotapriceinreason，norisgoldthemetalthatIdealin。Therearemanyshopsinvariousstreetswhereyourbank-noteswillbeaccepted。Butifyouwilltakeanoldwoman’sadvice，youwillnotgotothem。Thethingtheywillsellyouwillbringsorrowanddoeviltoyou。Itischeapenough，but，likeallthingscheap，itisnotworththebuying。Nomanpurchasesit，onlythefool。\"
\"AndwhatisthecostofthethingYOUsellthen？\"asksthelad。
\"Self-forgetfulness，tenderness，strength，\"answerstheoldDame；
\"theloveofallthingsthatareofgoodrepute，thehateofallthingsevil——courage，sympathy，self-respect，thesethingspurchaselove。Putbyyourpurse，lad，itwillserveyouinotherways，butitwillnotbuyforyouthegoodsuponmyshelves。\"
\"ThenamInobetteroffthanthepoorman？\"demandsthelad。
\"Iknownotwealthorpovertyasyouunderstandit，\"answersNature。
\"HereIexchangerealitiesonlyforrealities。Youaskformytreasures，Iaskforyourbrainandheartinexchange——yours，boy，notyourfather’s，notanother’s。\"
\"Andthisprice，\"heargues，\"howshallIobtainit？\"
\"Goabouttheworld，\"repliesthegreatLady。\"Labour，suffer，help。Comebacktomewhenyouhaveearnedyourwages，andaccordingtohowmuchyoubringmesowewilldobusiness。\"
Isrealwealthsounevenlydistributedaswethink？IsnotFatethetrueSocialist？Whoistherichman，whothepoor？Doweknow？
Doeseventhemanhimselfknow？Arewenotstrivingfortheshadow，missingthesubstance？Takelifeatitshighest；whichwasthehappierman，richSolomonorpoorSocrates？Solomonseemstohavehadmostthingsthatmostmenmostdesire——maybetoomuchofsomeforhisowncomfort。Socrateshadlittlebeyondwhathecarriedaboutwithhim，butthatwasagooddeal。Accordingtoourscales，Solomonshouldhavebeenoneofthehappiestmenthateverlived，Socratesoneofthemostwretched。Butwasitso？
Ortakinglifeatitslowest，withpleasureitsonlygoal。IsmylordTomNoddy，inthestalls，soverymuchjollierthan’Arryinthegallery？Werebeertenshillingsthebottle，andchampagnefourpenceaquart，which，thinkyou，weshouldclamourfor？IfeveryWestEndClubhaditsskittlealley，andbilliardscouldonlybeplayedinEastEndpubs，whichgame，mylord，wouldyouselect？
IstheairofBerkeleySquaresomuchmorejoy-givingthantheatmosphereofSevenDials？IfindmyselfapiquancyintheairofSevenDials，missingfromBerkeleySquare。Istheresovastadifferencebetweenhorse-hairandstraw，whenyouaretired？Ishappinessmultipliedbythenumberofroomsinone’shouse？AreLadyErmintrude’slipssoverymuchsweeterthanSally’softheAlley？WhatISsuccessinlife？
ONTHEPLAYINGOFMARCHESATTHEFUNERALSOFMARIONETTES
Hebeganthedaybadly。Hetookmeoutandlostme。Itwouldbesomuchbetter，wouldheconsenttotheusualarrangement，andallowmetotakehimout。Iamfartheablerleader：Isayitwithoutconceit。Iamolderthanheis，andIamlessexcitable。IdonotstopandtalkwitheverypersonImeet，andthenforgetwhereIam。
Idolesstodistractmyself：Irarelyfight，IneverfeelIwanttorunaftercats，Itakebutlittlepleasureinfrighteningchildren。Ihavenothingtothinkaboutbutthewalk，andthegettinghomeagain。If，asIsay，hewouldgiveuptakingmeout，andletmetakehimout，therewouldbelesstroubleallround。ButintothisIhaveneverbeenabletopersuadehim。
Hehadmislaidmeonceortwice，butinSloaneSquarehelostmeentirely。Whenhelosesme，hestandsandbarksforme。Ifonlyhewouldremainwherehefirstbarked，Imightfindmywaytohim；but，beforeIcancrosstheroad，heisbarkinghalf-waydownthenextstreet。IamnotsoyoungasIwasandIsometimesthinkheexercisesmemorethanisgoodforme。IcouldseehimfromwhereI
wasstandingintheKing’sRoad。Evidentlyhewasmostindignant。
Iwastoofarofftodistinguishthebarks，butIcouldguesswhathewassaying——
\"Damnthatman，he’soffagain。\"
Hemadeinquiriesofapassingdog——
\"Youhaven’tsmeltmymanaboutanywhere，haveyou？\"
（Adog，ofcourse，wouldneverspeakofSEEINGanybodyoranything，smellbeinghisleadingsense。Reachingthetopofahill，hewouldsaytohiscompanion——\"Lovelysmellfromhere，Ialwaysthink；I
couldsitandsniffherealltheafternoon。\"Or，proposingawalk，hewouldsay——\"Iliketheroadbythecanal，don’tyou？There’ssomethinginterestingtocatchyournoseateveryturn。\"）
\"No，Ihaven’tsmeltanymaninparticular，\"answeredtheotherdog。
\"Whatsortofasmellingmanisyours？\"
\"Oh，anegg-and-baconysortofaman，withadashofsoapabouthim。\"
\"That’snothingtogoby，\"retortedtheother；\"mostmenwouldanswertothatdescription，thistimeofthemorning。Wherewereyouwhenyoulastnoticedhim？\"
Atthismomenthecaughtsightofme，andcameup，pleasedtofindme，butvexedwithmeforhavinggotlost。
\"Oh，hereyouare，\"hebarked；\"didn’tyouseemegoroundthecorner？Dokeepcloser。Botheredifhalfmytimeisn’ttakenup，findingyouandlosingyouagain。\"
Theincidentappearedtohavemadehimbad-tempered；hewasjustinthehumourforarowofanysort。AtthetopofSloaneStreetastoutmilitary-lookinggentlemanstartedrunningaftertheChelseabus。Witha\"Hooroo\"WilliamSmithwasafterhim。Hadtheoldgentlemantakennonotice，allwouldhavebeenwell。Abutcherboy，drivingjustbehind，would——Icouldreaditinhiseye——havecaughtSmithaflickashedartedintotheroad，whichwouldhaveservedhimright；theoldgentlemanwouldhavecapturedhisbus；andtheaffairwouldhavebeenended。Unfortunately，hewasthattypeofretiredmilitarymanallgoutandcurryandnosense。Hestoppedtoswearatthedog。That，ofcourse，waswhatSmithwanted。Itisnotoftenhegetsascrimmagewithafull-grownman。\"They’reapoor-spiritedlot，mostofthem，\"hethinks；\"theywon’tevenansweryouback。Ilikeamanwhoshowsabitofpluck。\"Hewasfrenziedwithdelightathissuccess。Heflewroundhisvictim，weavingwhoopingcirclesandcurvesthatparalyzedtheoldgentlemanasthoughtheyhadbeenthemysticfiguresofaMerlin。Thecolonelclubbedhisumbrella，andattemptedtodefendhimself。Icalledtothedog，Igavegoodadvicetothecolonel（Ijudgedhimtobeacolonel；thelouderhespoke，thelessonecouldunderstandhim），butbothweretooexcitedtolistentome。Asympatheticbusdriverleanedover，andwhisperedhoarsecounsel。
\"Ketch’imbythetail，sir，\"headvisedtheoldgentleman；\"don’tyoubeafraidofhim；youketch’imfirmlybythetail。\"
Amilkman，ontheotherhand，soughtrathertoencourageSmith，shoutingashepassed——
\"Gooddog，killhim！\"
Achild，brainedwithinaninchbytheoldgentleman’sumbrella，begantocry。Thenursetoldtheoldgentlemanhewasafool——aremarkwhichstruckmeassingularlyaptTheoldgentlemangaspedbackthatperambulatorswereillegalonthepavement；and，betweenhisexercises，inquiredaftermyself。Acrowdbegantocollect；andapolicemanstrolledup。
Itwasnottherightthing：Idonotdefendmyself；but，atthispoint，thetemptationcametometodesertWilliamSmith。Helikesastreetrow，Idon’t。Thesethingsaremattersoftemperament。I
havealsonoticedthathehasthehappyinstinctofknowingwhentodisappearfromacrisis，andtheabilitytodoso；mysteriouslyturningup，quarterofamileoff，cladinapeacefulandpre-occupiedair，andtoallappearancesanotherandabetterdog。
ConsolingmyselfwiththereflectionthatIcouldbeofnopracticalassistancetohimandrememberingwithsomesatisfactionthat，byafortunateaccident，hewaswithouthiscollar，whichbearsmynameandaddress，IslippedroundtheoffsideofaVauxhallbus，makingnoattemptatostentation，andworkedmywayhomethroughLowndesSquareandthePark。
FiveminutesafterIhadsatdowntolunch，heflungopenthedining-roomdoor，andmarchedin。Itishiscustomary\"entrance。\"
Inapreviousstateofexistence，hissoulwasprobablythatofanActor-Manager。
Fromhisexuberantself-satisfaction，Iwasinclinedtothinkhemusthavesucceededinfollowingthemilkman’sadvice；atallevents，Ihavenotseenthecolonelsince。Hisbadtemperhaddisappeared，buthis\"uppishness\"had，ifpossible，increased。
Previoustohisreturn，IhadgivenTheO’Shannonabiscuit。TheO’Shannonhadbeeninsulted；hedidnotwantadogbiscuit；ifhecouldnothaveagrilledkidneyhedidnotwantanything。Hehadthrownthebiscuitonthefloor。Smithsawitandmadeforit。NowSmithnevereatsbiscuits。Igivehimoneoccasionally，andheatonceproceedstohideit。Heisathriftydog；hethinksofthefuture。\"Youneverknowwhatmayhappen，\"hesays；\"supposetheGuv’nordies，orgoesmad，orbankrupt，Imaybegladevenofthisbiscuit；I’llputitunderthedoor-mat——no，Iwon’t，somebodywillfinditthere。I’llscratchaholeinthetennislawn，andburyitthere。That’sagoodidea；perhapsit’llgrow！\"OnceIcaughthimhidingitinmystudy，behindtheshelfdevotedtomyownbooks。Itoffendedme，hisdoingthat；theargumentwassopalpable。
Generally，whereverhehidesitsomebodyfindsit。Wefinditunderourpillows——insideourboots；noplaceseemssafe。Thistimehehadsaidtohimself——\"ByJove！awholerowoftheGuv’nor’sbooks。
Nobodywilleverwanttotaketheseout；I’llhideithere。\"Onefeelsathinglikethatfromone’sowndog。
ButTheO’Shannon’sbiscuitwasanothermatter。Honestyisthebestpolicy；butdishonestyisthebetterfun。Hemadeadashforit，andcommencedtodevouritgreedily；youmighthavethoughthehadnottastedfoodforaweek。
TheindignationofTheO’Shannonwasasightforthegods。Hehasthegood-natureofhisrace：hadSmithaskedhimforthebiscuithewouldprobablyhavegivenittohim；itwastheinsult——theimmoralityoftheproceeding，thatmaddenedTheO’Shannon。
Foramomenthewasparalyzed。
\"Well，ofallthe——Didyeseethatnow？\"hesaidtomewithhiseyes。ThenhemadearushandsnatchedthebiscuitoutofSmith’sveryjaws。\"YeonprincipledblackSaxonthief，\"growledTheO’Shannon；\"howdareyetakemybiscuit？\"
\"YoumiserableIrishcur，\"growledSmith；\"howwasItoknowitwasyourbiscuit？Doeseverythingonthefloorbelongtoyou？PerhapsyouthinkIbelongtoyou，I’monthefloor。Idon’tbelieveitisyourbiscuit，youlong-eared，snubbed-nosedbog-trotter；giveitmeback。\"
\"Idon’trequireanyofyourargument，youflop-earedsonofatrampwithhalfatail，\"repliedTheO’Shannon。\"Youcomeandtakeit，ifyouthinkyouaredogenough。\"
Hedidthinkhewasdogenough。HeishalfthesizeofTheO’Shannon，butsuchconsiderationsweighnotwithhim。Hisargumentis，ifadogistoobigforyoutofightthewholeofhim，takeabitofhimandfightthat。Hegenerallygetslicked，butwhatisleftofhiminvariablyswaggersaboutafterwardsundertheimpressionitisthevictor。Whenheisdead，hewillsaytohimself，ashesettleshimselfinhisgrave——\"Well，IflattermyselfI’velaidoutthatoldworldatlast。Itwon’ttroubleMEanymore，I’mthinking。\"
Onthisoccasion，_I_tookahandinthefight。ItbecomesnecessaryatintervalstoremindMasterSmiththattheman，astheusefulandfaithfulfriendofdog，hashisrights。Ideemedsuchintervalhadarrived。Heflunghimselfontothesofa，muttering。
Itsoundedlike——\"WishI’dnevergotupthismorning。Nobodyunderstandsme。\"
Nothing，however，sobershimforlong。Half-an-hourlater，hewaskillingthenext-doorcat。Hewillneverlearnsense；hehasbeenkillingthatcatforthelastthreemonths。Whythenextmorninghisnoseisinvariablytwiceitsnaturalsize，whileforthenextweekhecanseeobjectsononesideofhisheadonly，heneverseemstograsp；Isupposeheattributesittochangeintheweather。
Heendeduptheafternoonwithwhathenodoubtregardedasacompleteandsatisfyingsuccess。Dorotheahadinvitedaladytotaketeawithherthatday。Iheardthesoundoflaughter，and，beingnearthenursery，Ilookedintoseewhatwasthejoke。Smithwasworryingadoll。Ihaverarelyseenamoreworried-lookingdoll。Itsheadwasoff，anditssawduststrewedthefloor。Boththechildrenwerecrowingwithdelight；Dorothea，inparticular，wasinanecstasyofamusement。
\"Whosedollisit？\"Iasked。
\"Eva’s，\"answeredDorothea，betweenherpealsoflaughter。
\"Ohno，itisn’t，\"explainedEva，inatoneofsweetcontent；
\"here’smydoll。\"Shehadbeensittingonit，andnowdrewitforth，warmbutwhole。\"That’sDorry’sdoll。\"
ThechangefromjoytogriefonthepartofDorotheawasdistinctlydramatic。EvenSmith，accustomedtostorm，wasnonplussedatthesuddennessoftheattackuponhim。
Dorothea’ssorrowlastedlongerthanIhadexpected。Ipromisedheranotherdoll。Butitseemedshedidnotwantanother；thatwastheonlydollshewouldevercareforsolongaslifelasted；nootherdollcouldevertakeitsplace；nootherdollwouldbetoherwhatthatdollhadbeen。Theselittlepeoplearesoabsurd：asifitcouldmatterwhetheryoulovedonedolloranother，whenallaresomuchalike！Theyhavecurlyhair，andpink-and-whitecomplexions，bigeyesthatopenandshut，alittleredmouth，twolittlehands。
Yetthesefoolishlittlepeople！theywillloveone，whileanothertheywillnotlookupon。Ifindthebestplanisnottoreasonwiththem，buttosympathize。Lateron——butnottoosoon——introducetothemanotherdoll。Theywillnotcareforitatfirst，butintimetheywillcometotakeaninterestinit。Ofcourse，itcannotmakethemforgetthefirstdoll；nodolleverborninLowtherArcadiacouldbeasthat，butstill——Itismanyweeksbeforetheyforgetentirelythefirstlove。
WeburiedDollyinthecountryundertheyewtree。Afriendofminewhoplaysthefiddlecamedownonpurposetoassist。Weburiedherinthehotspringsunshine，whilethebirdsfromshadynookssangjoyouslyoflifeandlove。Andourchiefmournercriedrealtears，justforalltheworldasthoughitwerenotthefateofdolls，soonerorlater，togetbroken——thelittlefragilethings，madeforanhour，tobedressedandkissed；then，paintlessandstript，tobethrownasideonthenurseryfloor。Poorlittledolls！Iwonderdotheytakethemselvesseriously，notknowingthespringsthatstirtheirsawdustbosomsarebutclockwork，notseeingthewirestowhichtheydance？Poorlittlemarionettes！dotheytalktogether，I
wonder，whenthelightsoftheboothareout？
You，littlesisterdoll，weretheheroine。Youlivedinthewhite-washedcottage，allhoneysuckleandclematiswithout——earwiggyanddampwithin，maybe。Howprettyyoualwayslookedinyoursimple，neatly-fittingprintdress。Howgoodyouwere！Hownoblyyouboreyourpoverty。Howpatientyouwereunderyourmanywrongs。
Youneverharbouredanevilthought，arevengefulwish——never，littledoll？Weretherenevermomentswhenyoulongedtoplaythewickedwoman’spart，liveinaroomwithmanydoors，be-cladinfursandjewels，withloversgaloreatyourfeet？Inthoselongwinterevenings？thehouseholdworkisdone——thegreasydisheswashed，thefloorscrubbed；theexcellentchildisasleepinthecorner；theone-and-elevenpennylampshedsitsdismallightonthedarnedtable-cloth；yousit，busyatyourcoarsesewing，waitingforHeroDick，knowing——guessing，atleast，whereheis——！Yes，dear，I
rememberyourfinespeeches，whenyoutoldher，instirringlanguagethegallerycheeredtotheecho，whatyouthoughtofherandofsuchwomenasshe；when，liftingyourhandtoheaven，youdeclaredyouwerehappierinyourattic，workingyourfingerstothebone，thansheinhergildedsalon——Ithink\"gildedsalon\"wastheterm，wasitnot？——furnishedbysin。Butspeakingofyourself，weaklittlesisterdoll，notofyourfinespeeches，thegallerylistening，didyounot，inyoursecretheart，envyher？Didyounever，beforeblowingouttheonecandle，standforaminuteinfrontofthecrackedglass，andthinktoyourselfthatyou，too，wouldlookwellinlow-cutdressesfromParis，thediamondsflashingonyourwhitesmoothskin？Didyounever，toilinghomethroughthemud，bearingyourbundleofneedlework，feelbitterwiththewagesofvirtue，asshesplashedyou，passingbyinhercarriage？Alone，overyourcupofweaktea，didyouneverfeeltemptedtopaythepriceforchampagnesuppers，andgaiety，andadmiration？Ah，yes，itiseasyforfolkswhohavehadtheirgoodtime，topreparecopybooksforwearylittleinkstainedfingers，longingforplay。Thefinemaximssoundsuchcantwhenweareinthatmood，dotheynot？You，too，wereyoungandhandsome：didtheauthoroftheplaythinkyouwereneverhungryforthegoodthingsoflife？Didhethinkthatreadingtractstocrotchetyoldwomenwasjoytoafull-bloodedgirlinhertwenties？WhyshouldSHEhaveallthelove，andallthelaughter？
Howfortunatethatthevillain，theWickedBaronet，neveropenedthecottagedooratthatmoment，eh，dear！Healwayscamewhenyouwerestrong，whenyoufeltthatyoucoulddenouncehim，andscornhistemptations。Wouldthatthevillaincametoallofusatsuchtime；
thenwewouldall，perhaps，beheroesandheroines。
Ahwell，itwasonlyaplay：itisovernow。YouandI，littletireddolls，lyingheresidebyside，waitingtoknowournextpart，wecanlookbackandlaugh。Whereisshe，thiswickeddolly，thatmadesuchastironourtinystage？Ah，hereyouare，Madam；I
thoughtyoucouldnotbefar；theyhavethrownusallintothiscornertogether。Buthowchangedyouare，Dolly：yourpaintrubbedoff，yourgoldenhairworntoawisp。Nowonder；itwasatryingpartyouhadtoplay。Howtiredyoumusthavegrownoftheglareandtheglitter！Andevenhopewasdeniedyou。Thepeaceyousolongedforyouknewyouhadlostthepowertoenjoy。Likethegirlbewitchedinthefairytale，youknewyoumustdanceeverfasterandfaster，withlimbsgrowingpalsied，withfacegrowingashen，andhairgrowinggrey，tillDeathshouldcometoreleaseyou；andyouronlyprayerwashemightcomeereyourdancinggrewcomic。
LikethesmelloftherosestoNancy，hawkingthemthroughthehotstreets，mustthestiflingatmosphereoflovehavebeentoyou。Thesongofpassion，howmonotonousinyourears，sungnowbytheyoungandnowbytheold；nowshouted，nowwhined，nowshrieked；butevertheonestridenttune。Doyourememberwhenfirstyouheardit？
YoudreamtitthemorninghymnofHeaven。YoucametothinkitthedancemusicofHell，groundfromacrackedhurdy-gurdy，lentoutbytheDevilonhire。
Anevilracewemusthaveseemedtoyou，DollyFaustine，astosomeOldBaileylawyer。Yousawbutonesideofus。Youlivedinaworldupsidedown，wheretheleavesandtheblossomswerehidden，andonlytherootssawyourday。Youimaginedtheworm-beslimedfibrestheplant，andallthingsbeautifulyoudeemedcant。
Chivalry，love，honour！howyoulaughedatthelyingwords。Youknewthetruth——asyouthought：aye，halfthetruth。Wewereswinewhileyourspellwasuponus，DaughterofCirce，andyou，notknowingyourislandsecret，deemeditournaturalshape。
Nowonder，Dolly，yourbatteredwaxenfaceisstampedwithanangrysneer。TheHero，whoeventuallycameintohisestatesamidtheplauditsofthePit，whileyouwerelefttodieinthestreets！youremembered，butthehousehadforgottenthoseearlierscenesinalwayswickedParis。Thegoodfriendofthefamily，thebreezymanoftheworld，theDeusexMachinaoftheplay，whowassogoodtoeverybody，whomeverybodyloved！aye，YOUlovedhimonce——butthatwasinthePrologue。InthePlayproper，hewasrespectable。（Howyouloathedthatword，thatmeanttoyouallyouvainlylongedfor！）
TohimtheProloguewasaperiodpastanddead；amemory，givingflavourtohislife。Toyou，itwastheFirstActofthePlay，shapingalltheothers。Hissinsthehousehadforgotten：atyours，theyhelduptheirhandsinhorror。Nowonderthesneerliesonyourwaxenlips。
Nevermind，Dolly；itwasastupidhouse。Nexttime，perhaps，youwillplayabetterpart；andthentheywillcheer，insteadofhissingyou。Youwerewasted，Iaminclinedtothink，onmoderncomedy。Youshouldhavebeencastfortheheroineofsomeold-worldtragedy。Thestrengthofcharacter，thecourage，thepowerofself-forgetfulness，theenthusiasmwereyours：itwasthepartthatwaslacking。YoumighthavewornthemantleofaJudith，aBoadicea，oraJeanned’Arc，hadsuchplaysbeenpopularinyourtime。Perhapsthey，hadtheyplayedinyourday，mighthavehadtobecontentwithsuchapartasyours。Theycouldnothaveplayedthemeekheroine，andwhatelsewouldtherehavebeenfortheminmoderndrama？CatherineofRussia！hadshebeenawaiter’sdaughterinthedaysoftheSecondEmpire，shouldwehavecalledherGreat？
TheMagdalene！hadherlodginginthosedaysbeeninsomebye-streetofRomeinsteadofinJerusalem，shouldwementionhernameinourchurches？
Youwerenecessary，yousee，Dolly，tothepiece。Wecannotallplayheroesandheroines。Theremustbewickedpeopleintheplay，oritwouldnotinterest。Thinkofit，Dolly，aplaywhereallthewomenwerevirtuous，allthemenhonest！Wemightclosethebooth；
theworldwouldbeasdullasanoyster-bed。Withoutyouwickedfolktherewouldbenogood。Howshouldwehaveknownandhonouredtheheroine’sworth，butbycontrastwithyourworthlessness？Wherewouldhavebeenherfinespeeches，butforyoutolistentothem？
Wherelaythehero’sstrength，butinresistingtemptationofyou？
HadnotyouandtheWickedBaronetbetweenyourobbedhimofhisestates，falselyaccusedhimofcrime，hewouldhavelivedtotheendoftheplayanidle，unheroic，incompleteexistence。Youbroughthimdowntopoverty；youmadehimearnhisownbread——amostexcellentthingforhim；gavehimtheopportunitytoplaytheman。
ButforyourconductinthePrologue，ofwhatvaluewouldhavebeenthatfinesceneattheendoftheThirdAct，thatstirredthehousetotearsandlaughter？Youandyouraccomplice，theWickedBaronet，madetheplaypossible。HowwouldPitandGalleryhaveknowntheywerevirtuous，butfortheindignationthatcametothem，watchingyourmisdeeds？Pity，sympathy，excitement，allthatgoestothemakingofaplay，youwerenecessaryfor。Itwasungratefulofthehousetohissyou。
Andyou，Mr。Merryman，thepaintedgrinwornfromyourpalelips，youtooweredissatisfied，ifIrememberrightly，withyourpart。
Youwantedtomakethepeoplecry，notlaugh。Wasitahigherambition？Thepoortiredpeople！somuchhappensintheirlifetomakethemweep，isitnotgoodsporttomakethemmerryforawhile？
DoyourememberthatoldsoulinthefrontrowofthePit？Howshelaughedwhenyousatdownonthepie！Ithoughtshewouldhavetobecarriedout。Iheardhertalkingtohercompanionastheypassedthestage-doorontheirwayhome。\"Ihavenotlaughed，mydear，tillto-night，\"shewassaying，thegood，gaytearsstillinhereyes，\"sincethedaypoorSallydied。\"Wasnotthataloneworththeoldstaletricksyousohated？Aye，theywerecommonplaceandconventional，thoseanticsofyoursthatmadeuslaugh；arenottheanticsthatmakeusweepcommonplaceandconventionalalso？Arenotalltheplays，playedsincetheboothwasopened，butofonepattern，theplotold-fashionednow，thescenesnowcommonplace？
Hero，villain，cynic——aretheirpartssomuchthefresher？Theloveduets，aretheysoverynew？Thedeath-bedscenes，wouldyoucallthemUNcommonplace？Hate，andEvil，andWrong——areTHEIRvoicesnewtothebooth？Whatareyouwaitingfor，people？aplaywithaplotthatisnovel，withcharactersthathaveneverstruttedbefore？Itwillbereadyforyou，perhaps，whenyouarereadyforit，withnewtearsandnewlaughter。
You，Mr。Merryman，werethetruephilosopher。Yousavedusfromforgettingtherealitywhenthefictiongrewsomewhatstrenuous。
Howweallapplaudedyourgaginanswertothehero，when，bewailinghissadfate，hedemandedofHeavenhowmuchlongerhewastosufferevilfortune。\"Well，therecannotbemuchmoreofitinstoreforyou，\"youansweredhim；\"it’snearlynineo’clockalready，andtheshowclosesatten。\"Andtruetoyourprophecythecurtainfellatthetimeappointed，andhistroubleswereofthepast。Youshowedusthetruthbehindthemask。WhenpompousLordShallow，inermineandwig，wenttotakehisseatamidthefawningcrowd，youpulledthechairfromunderhim，anddownhesatplumponthefloor。Hisrobeflewopen，hiswigflewoff。Nolongerheawedus。Hisapeddignityfellfromhim；wesawhimastupid-eyed，baldlittleman；heimposednolongeruponus。Itisyourfoolwhoistheonlytruewiseman。
Yourswasthebestpartintheplay，BrotherMerryman，hadyouandtheaudiencebutknownit。Butyoudreamtofashowierpart，whereyoulovedandfought。Ihaveheardyounowandagain，whenyoudidnotknowIwasnear，shoutingwithswordinhandbeforeyourlooking-glass。Youhadthrownyourmotleyasidetodonadingyredcoat；youweretheherooftheplay，youperformedthegallantdeeds，youmadethenoblespeeches。Iwonderwhattheplaywouldbelike，werewealltowriteourownparts。Therewouldbenoclowns，nosingingchambermaids。Wewouldallbeplayingleadinthecentreofthestage，withthelime-lightexclusivelydevotedtoourselves。
Woulditnotbeso？
Whatgrandactingpartstheyare，thesecharacterswewriteforourselvesaloneinourdressing-rooms。Wearealwaysbraveandnoble——wickedsometimes，butifso，inagreat，high-mindedway；
neverinameanorlittleway。Whatwondrousdeedswedo，whilethehouselooksonandmarvels。Nowwearesoldiers，leadingarmiestovictory。Whatifwedie：itisinthehouroftriumph，andanationislefttomourn。Notinsomeforgottenskirmishdoweeverfall；notforsome\"affairofoutposts\"dowegiveourblood，ourverynameunmentionedinthedispatcheshome。Nowwearepassionatelovers，welllosingaworldforlove——averydifferentthingtobeingalaughter-provokingco-respondentinasordiddivorcecase。
Andthehouseisalwayscrowdedwhenweplay。Ourfinespeechesalwaysfallonsympatheticears，ourbravedeedsarenotedandapplauded。Itissodifferentintherealperformance。Sooftenweplayourpartstoemptybenches，orifathinhousebepresent，theymisunderstand，andlaughatthepatheticpassages。Andwhenourfinestopportunitycomes，theroyalbox，inwhichHEorSHEshouldbepresenttowatchus，isvacant。
Poorlittledolls，howseriouslywetakeourselves，notknowingthespringsthatstirourbosomsarebutclockwork，notseeingthewirestowhichwedance。Poorlittlemarionettes，shallwetalktogether，Iwonder，whenthelightsoftheboothareout？
Wearelittlewaxdollieswithhearts。Wearelittletinsoldierswithsouls。Oh，Kingofmanytoys，areyoumerelyplayingwithus？
ISitonlyclockworkwithinus，thisthingthatthrobsandaches？
Haveyouwoundusupbuttoletusrundown？Willyouwindusagainto-morrow，orleaveusheretorust？ISitonlyclockworktowhichwerespondandquiver？Nowwelaugh，nowwecry，nowwedance；ourlittlearmsgoouttoclasponeanother，ourlittlelipskiss，thensaygood-bye。Westrive，andwestrain，andwestruggle。Wereachnowforgold，nowforlaurel。Wecallitdesireandambition：aretheyonlywiresthatyouplay？Willyouthrowtheclockworkaside，oruseitagain，OMaster？
Thelightsoftheboothgrowdim。Thespringsarebrokenthatkeptoureyesawake。Thewirethathelduserectissnapped，andhelplesswefallinaheaponthestage。Oh，brotherandsisterdolliesweplayedbeside，whereareyou？Whyisitsodarkandsilent？Whyarewebeingputintothisblackbox？Andhark！thelittledollorchestra——howfarawaythemusicsounds！whatisittheyareplaying：——
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